TINUBU WASTING AWAY?
The suits don’t fit. You already know.
Confidential sources say Nigeria’s president is seriously ill — not overworked, not jet-lagged, sick. It’s said advanced cancer — at least stage three, and that’s from older intel. The Paris trips aren’t diplomatic. They’re medical. This is common knowledge in the real corridors of Abuja. The question stopped being “whether” a long time ago.
So who’s running Nigeria while the president manages his health in France?
Remi Tinubu didn’t come to Aso Rock to smile and cut ribbons. One time she walked up to a sitting governor at a public event, threatened to cut his microphone, and told him he had five minutes to wrap it up. Sat back down like she owned the building. Because in her mind, she does.
Then there’s Nuhu Ribadu — NSJ Bugsy, the National Security Joke — the chief spy whose own phone got tapped. Handed the intelligence portfolio on Day One. Not for competence. For loyalty. He controls what Nigeria knows, what it doesn’t, and who gets to say what about whom.
A queen moving pieces. A compromised spymaster locking the exits. A president in a waiting room. This is not governance. It’s a regency. Nobody voted for it.
Now for the jester.
Reno Omokri visited me in Blanco, Texas. We did a safari in Kenya together. For two years he screamed about Christian genocide, championed Leah Sharibu, and called Tinubu a drug lord. Then Tinubu offered him an ambassadorship — and overnight, genocide became a “hoax.” He didn’t change his mind. He sold it. The Shambassador.
Here’s what he personally told me: he and Bugsy have a 2031 presidential ticket planned. Ribadu for President. Omokri for VP. He begged me to nominate Ribadu for the Nobel Peace Prize to start building the brand. I passed.
That $9 million Washington lobbying contract Bugsy signed — dressed up as “communicating Nigeria’s efforts to protect Christians” — is their campaign fund. Paid by Nigerian taxpayers. To launder the reputations of the men running the cover-up.
The audacity would be impressive if multitudes weren’t dying while they schemed.
Now the part that should keep every Nigerian awake at night: If Tinubu doesn’t finish his term, Kashim Shettima becomes president. No election. Nobody votes. It just happens.
Nobody voted for Shettima — he was the transaction Tinubu made with the North to slime his way into office. A bone thrown to buy a crown.
Nigeria has been here before. Yar’Adua died. Goodluck Jonathan stepped in, governed with honor, was declared the loser of the election, and walked away to save his country from the fire. The world respected him.
Shettima is the anti-Jonathan. He won’t walk away. He’ll pour fuel on that fire. An unelected northern president ascending in the middle of a genocide, while millions of Nigerians believe him to be a co-founder of Boko Haram. That is a recipe for disaster.
The president is wasting away. His wife is running the room. His spymaster got spied on and kept the job. Bugsy and the Shambassador have a 2031 campaign running on your money. And the VP nobody elected is one medical report away from the most dangerous unelected presidency in African history.
The Nigerian press won’t print this. I just did.
— #earthshaker
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