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23/07/2025

Jacqueline Durand was a 22-year-old college student from Coppell, Texas, studying to become a dog trainer. She loved animals deeply and had a natural bond with them, which made her passionate about working with dogs. In December 2021, she accepted a dog-sitting job for a couple in South Dallas who owned several dogs. The owners assured her that the animals were friendly and well-behaved, even leaving her specific instructions to follow while she cared for them.

But what was meant to be a routine dog-sitting job turned into a nightmare.

The day Jacqueline arrived at the house, she unlocked the front door and stepped inside. Within moments, two of the dogs—a mixed-breed boxer and a German shepherd—violently attacked her. The assault was sudden and vicious. The dogs mauled her face, ears, and body, tearing off almost all the skin from her head. She was alone and unable to call for help. Her cell phone had been knocked away during the attack, and it wasn’t until the front door was left open that a passerby noticed something was wrong and called 911.

First responders arrived to find Jacqueline barely alive. She was rushed to the hospital in critical condition. Doctors placed her in a medically induced coma. The severity of her injuries was overwhelming. She lost her ears, lips, nose, and a large part of her face. It would take dozens of surgeries to begin reconstructing what had been so violently destroyed.

Despite the trauma, Jacqueline survived. When she woke up from the coma, she was faced with the devastating reality of her new appearance and the long road to recovery ahead. But her spirit remained remarkably strong. She began physical therapy, endured grueling surgeries, and slowly relearned how to do basic tasks. Through it all, she stayed focused on healing and never gave up hope.

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23/07/2025

This is what "for better or worse" looks like in real life.

Jade Rick Verdillo and Jamaica Aguilar weren't about to let Typhoon Wipha ruin their big day. When their church in the Philippines flooded on Tuesday, they decided to go for it anyway.

Jamaica walked down the aisle in her white wedding dress, the train floating behind her through waters almost up to her knees. Jade waited at the altar, ready to marry the woman who was literally wading through a flood to reach him.

The couple has been together for 10 years. They knew they could postpone, wait for sunshine, have that picture-perfect ceremony everyone dreams about. But they also knew something deeper - that love isn't about perfect conditions.

Some family and friends still made it through the storm to be there. Because when you witness love like this, you don't let a little flood water stop you either.

There's something beautiful about choosing each other when everything is literally falling apart around you. These two didn't need perfect weather or a pristine venue. They just needed each other, and they were willing to walk through anything to make it official.

When someone wades through flood water in a wedding dress to marry you, you know they'll stick around through whatever storms life brings. That's not just a wedding - that's a promise made real.

📸: AP Photo/Aaron Favila

23/07/2025

Windows XP wallpaper in 1996 vs 2025

The famous Windows XP wallpaper, known as “Bliss,” was taken in Sonoma County, California in 1996 by photographer Charles O’Rear. It became one of the most viewed photographs in history. The original image showed untouched rolling hills and vibrant green grass under a perfect sky. Nearly 30 years later, the same landscape has been transformed, now covered in rows of grapevines as part of the region’s booming wine industry. The contrast is striking: once a symbol of digital serenity, it’s now a snapshot of agriculture and economic change.

24/03/2025

My siblings and I decided to jokingly take a DNA test on ourselves to see if we are our father’s children. This didn’t come as a serious topic, we just decided to do it.

We are four in number, two men and two ladies. I’m the oldest (31 years old) and the youngest of us is 23 years old.

Our father turned exactly 60 February this year and our mom is 57 years old.
We didn’t take the DNA test because we suspected anything, we were just doing it for fun. Unfortunately, the results that came showed that apart from our last born (the girl that’s 23), none of us belongs to our father. We did the test again in another facility and had the same result.

This isn’t the time to break our father’s heart and destroy our family so we decided to keep the results to ourselves and pretend we all are our father’s.

But we confronted our mother and she said we shouldn’t tell our father. She also said the man who’s our father is dead, he was the man she was seeing before meeting our father. She cried and begged us not to tell our dad anything.

We don’t want to hurt our dad, so we’ve kept this from him but it breaks our hearts, especially mine to see that, that man went through thick and thin to get us to where we are today. I saw him struggle so much when I was growing up. I keep wondering why my mom would do such a thing to him cuz he’s a good man

Though we are keeping this from him, I’ve just been thinking so much. I don’t know what to do. He loves us. He gave up his life and joy for us. I’ve just been crying on his behalf, and I don’t know but I just suddenly h@te our mother!

WHAT SHOULD I DO?

09/03/2025

Supreme Court confirms death sentence on farmer who resisted Fulani herdsman attacker

Sunday Jackson a farmer who was violently attacked by a Fulani herdsman with a knife, is to die by hanging.

Despite injuries he sustained, Jackson overpowered his attacker, wresting the weapon from him and stabbed him as well following which his attacker died.

However in a gross travesty of Justice, Jackson was sentenced to death in 2021 after being in prison for seven years.

Regrettably today the Supreme Court upheld his death sentence 10 years after.

This is despite a constitutional infraction notable in the judgment of the High Court of Yola that was appealed.

The statement of facts of the Appellant’s brief of argument was that “the defendant testified for himself on the 27th day of February, 2020 and the matter was adjourned to the 27th day of August 2020 for the adoption of final written addresses of counsel to the prosecution and the defence. Judgment was delivered on the 10th day of February, 2021.”

An ordinary calculation of the time between the adoption of final addresses of counsel on August 27, 2020 and the delivery of judgment on February 10, 2021 amounts to in excess of 167 days.

The 1999 constitution was amended to afford expeditious dispensation of justice to litigants by the prescription of 90 days within which a judgment must be delivered from close of final addresses.

Judgments so rendered out of time are void or, as the Administration of Criminal Justice Act provides, are voidable if miscarriage of justice was occasioned thereby.

The facts of this case are a textbook case of miscarriage of justice: In the first place Mr Sunday Jackson was held awaiting trial for capital punishment for several years – a trial that essentially comprised of no more than five sittings. Instead of a five-day trial, he spent six years in custody in a non-controversial trial in which he did not deny that the death of the deceased occurred as a result of an altercation.

Having spent all this time, Mr Jackson was further subjected to 167 days of agonising wait for judgment as to whether he should be freed or hanged in violation of constitutional protections against such protracted delays.

Moreover Appellant’s brief raised the issue that the trial judge substituted her personal opinion for facts in the case. In other words she assumed facts not in evidence or created her own ”facts” not tendered in evidence by parties.

This clearly proves that due to the prolonged period of time from close of arguments to the rendering of judgment – a whooping 167 days, almost double the constitutional 90 days – the judge had confused the facts of the case resulting in a horrendous miscarriage of justice and as such it must be voided.

From Appellant’s brief of argument, it is patently clear that his constitutional right and protection of self-defense was unjustly and injudiciously denied him by the trial judge.

This is a classic case that should have ended with DPP’s advice and should never have seen a court of law much less murder charge. Self-defence is the most plaintive of rights known to virtually all jurisprudence and jurisdictions universally.

Mr Jackson has thus been failed by the DPP’s office, failed by the Attorney General, failed by Justice Fatima Ahmed Tafida and failed by the Legal Aid Council and Nigeria’s justice system. At worst a charge of manslaughter should have been filed, if at all.

The trial judge misinterpreted the constitution to mean appellant had the option of flight and not fight when clearly the constitution empowers a citizen to stand his ground and not flee.

Indeed the trial judge contorted and distorted logic on its head by saying plaintiff should have run away while having admitted into evidence that he was stabbed in the leg and thus momentarily handicapped.

This internal inconsistency in the trial court’s reason and fact-finding lends further credence to the fact that the extensive effluxion of time from the constitutionally mandated 90 days to judgment delivery to 167 days prejudiced the Appellant and resulted in a grievous miscarriage of justice.

This is a sad day for Nigerians as their ability to protect themselves from violent Fulani attackers has been further diminished.

© Peter Agba

25/02/2025

I may not be super religious but this really hit me, food for thought people.
Evolve, peacefully and happily with all your best ones surrounding you. 💜💫

Me: Hello God.
God: Hello...
Me: I'm falling apart. Can you put me back together?
God: I'd rather not.
Me: Why?
God: Because you're not a puzzle.
Me: What about all the pieces of my life that fall to the ground?
God: Leave them there for a while. They fell for a reason. Let them be there for a while and then decide if you need to get any of those pieces back.
Me: You don't understand! I'm breaking up!
God: No, you don't understand. You're transcending, evolving. What you feel are growing pains. You're getting rid of the things and people in your life that are holding you back. The pieces are not falling down. The pieces are putting in place. Relax. Take a deep breath and let those things you no longer need fall down. Stop clinging to pieces that are no longer for you. Let them fall. Let them go.
Me: Once I start doing that, what will I have left?
God: Only the best pieces of yours.
Me: I'm afraid to change.
God: I keep telling you: YOU'RE NOT CHANGING! YOU'RE BECOMING!
Me: Becoming, Who?
God: Becoming who I created you to be! A person of light, love, charity, hope, courage, joy, mercy, grace and compassion. I made you for so much more than those shallow pieces you decided to adorn yourself with and that you cling to with so much greed and fear. Let those things fall off you. I love you! Don't change! Become! Don't change! Become! Become who I want you to be, who I created. I'm gonna keep telling you this until you remember.
Me: There goes another piece.
God: Yes. Let it be like this.
Me: So... I'm not broken?
God: No, but you're breaking the darkness, like dawn. It's a new day. Become!! Become who you really are!!"

Author: John Roedel

23/02/2025

"After having a child, I realized that in the eyes of society mothers can't:
- Complain (who told you to have kids?)
- Cry (why are you crying? (Did you think it was easy?)
- Getting tired of what? (you do nothing!)
- Sleep (You're lazy!)
- Rest (you'll have plenty of time for that after they grow up)
- Getting pregnant again (are you crazy? How many more kids do you want?)
- Quitting work (how will you support your child?)
- Work (who will take care of the child?)
- Leave them at the nursery (Don’t let others raise them!!)
- Being a housewife (Poor husband, who works too hard and his wife stays at home!)
- Being single (nobody wants a woman with kids)
- Going out for fun (why are you leaving your son with grandma to have fun?)
And you know what's worse???
90% of these phrases are spoken by other women.

Let's learn to be more supportive of each other. I'm human and I love my kids but I'm guilty of all these emotions at some point.
- Unknown

20/02/2025

LOST WOMANHOOD
by Evangelist King Nelson, D LAST POET

She is now wîld
She has stopped being a child
But she is just fifteen
And a restless teen

We have lost our daughters
They now know better than their mothers
Because their mothers teach them to survive
And they now do absurd things just to survive

Our virgins no longer quicken
In maddening chase, they are broken
At the hard strokes of men, baby hyméns ruptured
And their innocence and youthfulness captured

Daughters have learnt to tame men
Women have discovered how to be men
A new breed of womanhood has evolved
Charging the old order to be dissolved

Every girl wants to be a lady
Every lady craves a woeful independence
Career freaks, willing tools of pretence
The definition of the modern lady

On social media, a brood of baddies
Lost chastity, wôrthless emotional junkies
Veteran ABC, woeful pe**le mileage
Empty , broken, and not fit for marriage

They have become women before being girls
But I am only a child, what do I know about girls
My curiosity should be for a more childlike writing
Lest I become the unfortunate cat that dies prying

Evangelist King Nelson
D LAST POET

18/02/2025

Elon Musk now controls many of society's most important sectors.

Through his companies, he controls (or largely controls) space access, internet access, AI, communication, renewable energy, and EV transportation.

Do you see this streamlined control as a good thing?

SpaceX dominates commercial spaceflight and is essential to NASA’s operations, Tesla leads the electric vehicle and renewable energy market, Neuralink pioneers brain-computer interfaces, The Boring Company is rethinking urban transport with underground tunnels, and xAI aims to create advanced artificial intelligence.

Additionally, his ownership of X (formerly Twitter) makes him a central player in global digital communication, while Starlink, a SpaceX subsidiary, provides satellite internet access worldwide.

These ventures make Musk an unparalleled force in multiple fields that shape society’s future.

The sheer scale of Musk’s influence raises an important ethical and strategic question: should a single individual wield so much power over industries critical to national security, economic stability, and technological advancement?

Unlike governments or diversified corporate entities, Musk’s personal vision and decisions can shift the trajectory of industries affecting billions of people. His control over space exploration, AI, communication, and transportation means that he has the power to dictate policies, influence innovation, and even shape geopolitical dynamics.

While some view his vision as driving progress, others worry that consolidating so much power in the hands of one billionaire poses risks — especially when it comes to accountability, regulation, and the potential for unchecked influence over the future of human civilization.

Where do you stand?

07/02/2025

One evening when I returned from work, I discovered my wife had already prepared dinner for me. I was very happy. It has been a long I had dinner by 6 pm. This is because of our busy schedules. But she managed to return home early today.
She served me my food and was even offering to feed me.
It was fun doing it.
So while I lay on my bed pressing my phone, my wife tapped me and asked that we play a game.
I then remembered today is Wednesday and we were fond of playing our romantic games on Wednesdays. So today was when I saw the romantic side of my wife.
Without wasting time, I dropped my phone and asked.
"So which game are we going to play?"
"Truth and dare." She cooed in excitement.
"O come on, baby. We have been playing truth and dare since we knew each other. Right now you know everything about me and I have asked every question in the book. Suggest another game."
"Okay. You suggest a game for us."
"Hide and seek. I will tie your eyes and you will find me. When you catch me, then I will be the one to find you."
My wife shook her head.
"No na. That is an old game. I don't have the strength to be running up and down. I just want something we can play together on the bed without going anywhere."
"Okay fine. Suggest another game na. I am out of games to play."
My wife thought for a while. She clapped her hands and grinned like one who had won a million dollars.
"Praises, how about I ask you ten questions about me and if you fail to answer any of the questions, then I will bite you. So that means I will bite you for every question you fail to answer."
"Where will you be bitting me?" I asked.
"You hand of cause."
"So how about me, where will I bite you?"
My wife looked at her body. Then she said.
"You choose."
"I will bite you on your buttocks if you fail my questions," I told her.
"You and buttocks. Fine but it should end at only bitting o. Let it not tress pass to smooching." I laughed.
My wife offered to start the questions. She said when she was done asking the ten questions, then I can ask mine and bite her too if she fails.
I agreed.
We both sat facing each other.
After a moment of silence.
She asked.
Romantically.
"So Baby, what is the date of birth of my grandfather."
"Ah! What concern me with your grandfather na? Even your father does not know his date of birth."
"That one is not my business. Do you know it or you don't know it?"
"I don't."
My wife immediately grabbed my hands like sugar cane and used her teeth to bite me. I endured the pain.
Then she asked again.
"So my love and sweetheart, how many grandfathers have I had in my generation?"
That was when I exploded.
"Come which kind of useless eye question is this? Am I supposed to be counting your grandfathers in your generation? Ask questions that I know and can answer."
My wife did not even say anything. She knew I did not know it, she grabbed my hand again like roasted yam that has been sauced with pepper and gave me the bite of my life.
This time I screamed.
Then she asked again.
"So the husband of my life. Can you tell me when my grandmother first visited my father when he was still single?"
I stood up from the bed. I told my wife to just bite me let me ask my questions. She insisted that she was not done yet and it had to be up to 10 first before I ask mine.
I refused o.
"I cannot allow you to be biting me anyhow. You have to answer mine today or we die in this house together. How many grey hairs did my grandfather have in his a**s? No answer me o. You must answer me. How many grey hair?"
My wife opened the door and ran out of the bedroom. I followed her.
She doesn't know anything yet.
"Come back here, monkey. Tell me how many times my grandfather has polluted the air in his lifetime. You must tell me now."
My wife ran into the toilet and locked the door.
She was laughing and screaming.
"That is where you will sleep o. You better sleep in the toilet. When. Or you come here let me bite you the three bites you gave me so we can sleep in peace. Every time you will be showing sense. Come let me bite you my o or you sleep in that toilet this night."
Just see my hand.
See how she has mesmerized my hand with bite.
This woman has tiger teeth.

28/01/2025

The snake bit the hen, and with the poison burning in her body, she sought refuge in her henhouse.

But the other hens preferred to expel her so that the poison would not spread.

The hen limped away, crying in pain. Not because of the bite, but because of the abandonment and contempt of her own family at the time when she needed them most.

So she left... burning with fever, dragging one of her legs, vulnerable to the cold nights.

With each step, a tear fell.

The hens in the henhouse watched her go away, watching her disappear on the horizon. Some said to each other:

— Let her go... She will die far from us.

And when the hen finally vanished into the immensity of the horizon, they were all sure that she had died.

Some even looked at the sky, hoping to see vultures flying.
Time passed.

Much later, a hummingbird came to the henhouse and announced:

— Your sister is alive! She lives in a cave far away from here.

She recovered, but lost a leg from the snake bite.
She has trouble finding food and needs your help.

There was silence. Then the excuses began:

— I can't go, I'm laying eggs...

— I can't go, I'm looking for corn...

— I can't go, I have to take care of my chicks...

So, one by one, they all refused the request. The hummingbird returned to the cave without help.

Time passed again.

Much later, the hummingbird returned, but this time with painful news:

— Your sister has passed away... She died alone in the cave... There is no one to bury her or mourn her.

At that moment, a weight fell on everyone. A deep lament filled the henhouse.

Those who were laying eggs stopped.

Those who were looking for corn left the seeds.

Those who were caring for the chicks forgot about them for a moment.

Regret hurt more than any poison. Why didn't we go before?, they asked themselves.

And without measuring the distance or the effort, they all set off for the cave, crying and lamenting. Now they had a reason to see her, but it was too late.

When they got to the cave, they didn't find the hen... They only found a letter that said:

"In life, many times people don't cross the street to help you when you're alive, but they cross the world to bury you when you die.

And most of the tears at funerals are not from pain, but from remorse and regret."...( Culled from the wall of Abimbola Wale Adeola )

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