I woke up this morning to find the Akure versions of the dissecting scientists (the Nigerian illiterates that have been pilfering through all that is my life - be it literally, be it figuratively; by dissecting all that I have ever done, all that I have ever been, all those I have ever known) speaking with one of those "possessions" of mine that they envy so much, and that had them turn my life into a public property........a "refined" accent. Obviously, from that which they were boasting of (for, believing themselves to have - in the dung-hill that is their homeland - all the power with which they can do and undo, they cannot help but with their loud howling boast even of the evil means with which they advance in life) they had peeled open the privacy of a white man's mind, to see how to go about plundering their way into a Caucasian clan. Even as their peeling open the privacy of the mind of one of my childhood friends was that which had them all - throughout the entirety of Nigeria - plunder their way into speaking with the "refined" accent of the group known in Nigeria as "Quarters." For my accent betrayed me. Ever from my childhood. And even that accent, as minute as it is, has been one of the things that these infernal illiterates envy so much of me. I wonder when it'll all end, for no one seems to ever lift a finger to intervene. I know it'll not end upon my death, because these illiterates obviously have absolutely no intention of putting a halt to their evil. Even after I pass away, I am convinced that they'll even then keep on begging and lying and plundering and defrauding their way into striving to destroy me. And do note the word, "begging;" for my life is an obvious example of the reason behind Yoruba people saying, "Ma f'ebe pa mi." Don't use your begging to kill me. But The LORD Is on His Throne. And I thank my Creator that it is getting even more obvious that Justice will prevail. Already, rain is said to be dying out throughout the South-West of Nigeria. May it keep on dying out, until the entirety of Nigeria has its streams turned....... "into pitch, and her soil into brimstone; her land shall become burning pitch. Night and day it shall not be quenched; its smoke shall go up for ever. From generation to generation it shall lie waste, even as it laid waste the life of Ikoro Iyineleda: none shall pass through it for ever and ever." However, all those that pass by it shall point fingers at it - at the land that The LORD destroyed to such an extent due to the terrible evil it wreaked upon a human being, and despite all the cunning with which it wreaked this evil upon Ikoro Iyineleda; due to the way it destroyed a man's life and turned all of him into a laughable ridicule, by peeling off him all his privacy and his personal space (be it of his property, be it of his possessions, be it physical, be it mental, be it even subconscious, be it even spiritual); due to the cunning heartlessness that would have them rape him and rob him and leave absolutely no trace of the crime, except in those rare instances like unto the time he was via the raping infected with syphilis; due to the vile cunning with which they turned all that was his life into that of a guinea pig, to be in all its entirety dissected of all that it was worth; due to the heartless wickedness that had them render all his life a waste. The righteous will rejoice........ Ikoro Iyineleda BSc, PGDE, PGDFM Author Masculinism Bridegroom and Servant-Leader The Pride of Machismo Renaissance 19th of May, 2025.