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nothing boils the blood like reading all these people backtracking on having supported or championed Buhari's emergence

I swear, nothing boils the blood like reading all these people backtracking on having supported or championed Buhari's emergence. I mean, cut the bullshit. Spare us. I beg you, n'ihu chukwu na mmadu, Please. Spare. Us.

Instead of scribbling these articles taking it all back, why don't you lot just shut your face. Just be quiet. You make it so hard to endure the hardship. You make it so hard to grieve for a future that seems bleak and stolen.

You were convinced he was the shit; fine. You didn't have an alternative; fine, we hear you. Leave it there. Don't take it back. Don't say you regret it. You sound foolish. You are annoying. Go away.

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