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ENUGU STATE: Where the Vilest of Men thrive in all their Glory.



As the news of the mass rape conducted during the free concert hosted by Flavour in Enugu is continuously peddled on blogs, I can't help but wonder if it is a crime to be born as a woman in Nigeria.

The heart wrenching news of vile men in tens, moving up and down a concert in full swing, singling out their preys and taking her pride by force. Rendering her utterly useless as they fondle her privates shamelessly before taking turns to wear condoms and have their way until they reach the peak of their pleasure.

Like a hungry fool who walked into a continental buffet and ravishes the meal without permission and before the exquisitely dressed host can eloquently say Bon appetit!

They are the lords of the arena, unstoppable with a distasteful flame of monstrous libido which can only be quenched when they draw blood and jerk off to the helplessness of their victims as they give a loud grunt of savor then step down for the next man to have the same experience that can't be told.

An abominable ritual which when it first happened, it was called a bluff: Can we call this a bluff too?

It is actually so sad that this vile creatures will go unpunished. The laws will blame the women, religion will shame them, their parents will scold them, society will laugh at them for being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Some will even say shamelessly that they were indecent so don't blame the men for being aroused, how reckless!


It is only left for women in those areas to apply caution and protect themselves. Stay away from gatherings that attract vermin, don't be out alone at odd hours.
The police is not your friend in this situation so don't think filing a report will move a mole hill. You will be regarded as irresponsibile for being there in the first place. We don't even have equipped forensics that can help track the imbeciles with their DNA so the case is Dead on Arrival.

Stay safe! Have a movie night instead of being told sorry that will not do anything for your plight.


We are so unfortunate to be female in a country where its citizens are regarded as persona non grata and as the saying in George Orwell's Animal farm goes 'All animals are equal but some animals are more equal than others'; I guess it is safe to say that we have been subdued to the bottom of the pyramid.


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