How a Robbery Gang Uses Sleeping Drugs on Unsuspecting Passengers on Commercial Buses

For those who accept water or other food items offered by unknown passengers in commercial vehicles, you must be careful as there are robbery gangs that now make use of this opportunity to rob unsuspecting passengers.
This has been discovered after the arrest of five members of a notorious robbery gang by operatives of the Special Anti-robbery Squad (SARS) of the Lagos State Police Command. The gang specialized in drugging unsuspecting passengers in commercial buses before dispossessing them of their valuables. Unlike their other partners who use their vehicles to perpetrate the heinous crime, the arrested suspects, as gathered, would board commercial buses and position themselves strategically to actualize their devilish act.
The way they operate includes trailing their targets either from the bank, or public places, right into a commercial bus. According Crime Guard, seven members of the gang would board same bus with their target while another would pose as a sachet water hawker. Unknown to their target the sachet water have all been sedated. One of them would then pretend to buy a sachet water from their gang (hawker), offering N20 note, only to be told there is no N10 note for his balance.
Pretending to be nice, the buyer would take another sachet of water and offer to their target, with the explanation that he did not want his money to be left with the hawker. And immediately their target drinks the water, he would fall asleep and in the process, have his valuables dispossessed of.
The gang however met its waterloo after a failed attempt to sedate one of its victims in Ikeja area of the state recently. Consequently, three members of the gang were apprehended. A Police source at SARS said “We have been on their trail for two weeks now. We got information that the same gang had robbed someone on his way from Ikeja to Yaba and the case was reported at Sabo police station. Driver of that bus and his conductor were initially accused of conniving with the robbers but after proper investigation, they were released with stern instructions to be on the look-out for members of the gang.
“Unfortunately for the gang, they boarded the same bus last week Tuesday and the bus conductor who was vigilant noticed them and raised alarm. They were about seven but three of them were arrested while four others escaped. But during interrogation those arrested provided information that aided the arrest of two others. We are currently making effort to apprehend the gang leader who is currently at large,” he explained.
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Nurse who handled Kate Middleton prank call commits suicide

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A nurse at the hospital that was duped by a prank call from two Australian radio DJs concerning Prince William’s pregnant wife, Catherine, has apparently committed suicide, the hospital confirmed Friday.
The nurse “was recently the victim of a hoax call,” King Edward VII Hospital said in a media statement.
The DJs impersonated Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Charles in the prank call, in which some details of the Duchess of Cambridge’s condition and care were given.
The nurse who died was the person who first took the hoax call and transferred it through to Catherine’s ward, the hospital’s public relations company said.
The hospital named her as Jacintha Saldanha and said she had worked there for more than four years as an “excellent nurse,” who was well respected by co-workers.
The hospital “had been supporting her throughout this difficult time,” the statement said.
The Duchess of Cambridge was discharged from the hospital Thursday after treatment for acute morning sickness.
A St. James’s Palace spokesman said: “The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge are deeply saddened to learn of the death of Jacintha Saldanha.
“Their Royal Highnesses were looked after so wonderfully well at all times by everybody at King Edward VII Hospital, and their thoughts and prayers are with Jacintha Saldanha’s family, friends and colleagues at this very sad time.”
Separately, a palace spokesman told CNN: “At no point did the palace complain to the hospital about the incident. On the contrary, we offered our full and heartfelt support to the nurses involved and hospital staff at all times.”
The hospital’s chief executive, John Lofthouse, said, “Everyone is shocked by the loss of a much loved and valued colleague.”
London’s Metropolitan Police said they were notified around 9:35 a.m. (4:35 a.m. ET) on Friday that a woman was found unconscious. She was pronounced dead at the scene.
Police are treating the death as “unexplained,” they said.
Audio of the call posted online suggested a woman spoke briefly to the DJs, who host a show for the 2Day FM radio station in Sydney, before the call was put through to the ward early Tuesday morning.
The hospital said Wednesday that it deeply regretted the call had been put through.
Read more: Radio DJs pretend to be queen, make prank call to Catherine’s hospital
The radio show apologized for the call Wednesday, saying it “was done with light-hearted intentions.”
Its two DJs, Mel Greig and Michael Christian, continued to tweet about the call on Thursday and earlier Friday, promising “more on the #royalprank.” By Friday evening, a spokeswoman for the station told CNN in a statement that the pair will “not return to the show until further notice out of respect for what can only be described as a tragedy.” She said Greig and Christian were “deeply shocked” by the incident.
The Twitter accounts for the pair were taken down.
Talking about the call on air Thursday, Greig said: “They were the world’s worst accents ever. We were sure 100 people at least before us would’ve tried the same thing. … We were expecting to be hung up on — we didn’t even know what to say when we got through.”
Angry comments have been posted on the 2Day FM Facebook page since the news of the nurse’s death broke.
“This death is on your conscience,” reads one post. Another says, “Blood on your hands.”
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65-year-old grandpa who kept diaries detailing sex abuse of his kids and grandkids since 1969 jailed for life

A father of 20 kids was sentenced to life in prison after police found diaries which detailed how he molested his own children and grandchildren.
Ronald Little, 65, who lives in St Louis, pleaded guilty to 107 counts of child sexual abuse. Little was already serving time for a a pornography charge.

In St. Louis Circuit Court on Monday, he pleaded guilty to the state charges — more than 100 counts ranging from incestt to sodomy — which were brought in 2010. Judge Robert Dierker ordered the prosecution’s recommended 30 years, which is “life” in Missouri.

Little sexually abused his own family members, including his own children and grandchildren,  for two generations, until one child finally came forward with charges of abuse. Some of Little’s victims were as young as 4 and 5.
Prosecutors alleged that he molested members of his own family beginning in 1969, and continuing until 2010.
Prosecutors say Little provided them with the evidence they needed because he provided detailed notes of his sexual encounters with each child. When police searched the home of Little’s 82 year old mother, they found binders of notes detailing abuse spanning several decades. They also found 156 illicit photos and an 11-inch knife with knuckle grips.
At the time of Little’s arrest, he owed over $100,000 in child support and had fathered at least 20 children.
Since the initial charges have been brought, at least four other women have gone to police to say that they were molested by Little as well.
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Facebook AGAIN: Flight attendant fired for posting hostile FB comments and a photo of a passenger

It’s another day and another person left jobless because of their Facebook profile. A flight attendant for Cathay Pacific, an Asian airline based in Hong Kong, has lost her job after posting hostile comments about Thai Prime Minister Thaksin Shinawatra’s daughter, Paetongtarn Shinawatra. In addition to stating she wanted to throw coffee in the woman’s face, she also posted a picture of her seating number on the flight.

Paetongtarn  Shinawatra was on a Bangkok-to-Hong Kong flight on Nov. 25 when the incident occurred. The flight attendant caused a stir within the Thai online communities, which lead Cathay Pacific to take to its Facebook page to clear the air (pun intended). The company stated that the posting of a passenger’s personal information was unauthorized and against the airline’s privacy rules and concluded by stating the flight attendant is “no longer on an employee.” Here’s the controversial post that the flight attendant wrote on her Facebook page: ”Paetongtarn, I didn’t throw coffee in her face today but she had no clue that I will keep on fighting until your clan can no longer live like fleas on the Thai soil.“

In an additional post, the flight attendant said she called her personal adviser to ask “if it was all right to throw something on (Paetongtarn) on this flight.” On Monday, she said she resigned to take responsibility for her actions.

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Nigerian man resurrects after 7 days in the mortuary

He was murdered. After about seven days of inquiry into his ‘death’, his relatives went to the mortuary with a coffin to take his body but were shocked to find him alive. Lazarus Oluwafemi Agbolahan Makinde, now an evangelist shares his story.
To hear him, especially through the telephone receiver, you must be determined and very patient. The first time this reporter called him, the impression that initially came through as the voice was barely audible, was that he must have been tired out or had some ailment. It was indeed difficult deciphering the near whisper.
On meeting him, he came through as a very happy man, and the way he carried himself made that obvious. However, speaking with him explained the cause of the piteous voice quality… His throat was slashed; his head smashed and his genitals were severed in a bizarre murder act. But he is alive to tell the story! And to work on the astonishing story he told in Egba variant-tinted Yoruba language made it even more engaging, considering the fact that he had no western education.
Evangelist Makinde’s joy at being alive and able to bear children came through as he struggled to be heard and understood. And this explains his eagerness to tell his story over and over again.
Excerpts:
What Happened?
On the fateful day, two of my journey-men came to me and said they would like to go to my house with me and would sleep in my house. I asked them why and they both said their brothers had visitors. I told them I would not be driving home as I had intended to preach in the bus I would board… I was rounding off a three-day fast. Nevertheless, we went home together.
When we got home, I made three cups of tea and I went out to buy bread so we could eat from the stew my wife had prepared before she travelled. They said they were okay but I insisted. On my way, a neighbour, who is also a member of our church, and my landlord’s wife saw them and asked who my visitors were and I told them they were my co-workers who had come to pass the night in my house.
While I was away, they had added something to my tea and without knowing this I blessed the tea and drank. I passed out. In that state of unconsciousness, they slit my throat with a knife and removed my Adam’s apple, smashed my head so much that my brain could be seen and also cut my genitals. They took my money, locked me in the room and went away, leaving me for dead. And to think that they were my employees I was paying. One of them was Lukman Osunbiyi of Arigbajo near Ifo in Ogun State.
After some days, a foul smell had enveloped our yard and our neighbour’s. A neighbour known as Baba Isaac was the one that raised the issue of what was smelling because my room was adjacent to his. People were searching their rooms to find it. My room is on the way to the conveniences of our compound and our landlord was the one that found out that the smell was coming from my room. He called his wife, Mummy Moji, and asked what could be smelling in my room, ‘has he got dogs?’ The woman said she knew I had no dog. The man said they should send for my relations but they called our church members.
When the church members arrived at the scene, they said they could not break the door. So, they went and fetched my brother who was at Itire-Ijesha, known as Brother Kunle. He was the one that drove to Area G police station at Ogba. The police came, demanded for the duplicate key to my room from the landlord and he told them he could not lay his hands on the spare key. The police broke the door and they found my body in a pool of blood in the room… After four days.
This was late in the night of the fourth day. They took me to Idi Araba (Lagos University Teaching Hospital) and they were told to go and bury me. They went to Island Hospital, I was rejected; they went to Igbobi and they also rejected me there. I was eventually deposited at the Ikeja General Hospital mortuary. On the seventh day after the incident, members of our family went to Ikeja to retrieve my body. They went with a coffin, but the Almighty God had some point to prove. I was stacked with other dead bodies and when they got to me, they saw that I had raised my left hand and was waving it.
There was shouting and commotion at the mortuary. They took me into the hospital for treatment. I noticed that the doctors were confused as to where to start from or what to do. They had cut my throat and severed the oesophagus, my head was wide open while my manhood was dangling. But God raised one of the doctors, a white man named Daniel, through whom my rehabilitation commenced at the Ikeja General Hospital. He was the one who began some repairs of my throat and head. But it was difficult because the throat was gone, it is a cartilage and could hardly be sewn; while my head could sustain nothing and was gushing.
But somehow, he managed to cut an opening though the base of my neck and created a duct through which I was fed and given medicines. Breathing was a huge task, given the wound and the pain. And remember, my genitals were severed and suture was also nearly impossible.
There were lots of plastic holds and bandages on my neck and others… it was a sight to behold. I was later transferred to the ward.
It will interest you to know that while I was there in the ward, God appeared to me on two different occasions and said: “I am the Lord, your God. I have a task which you must accomplish.” After four days in the ward, all the pipes on me were removed by God knows who. Yes, my eyes were open but I could not see. It is needless to say that I could not talk. How and when the pipes were removed, I did not know. I kept hearing a voice telling me: “Am I not your God?” Amid that voice, the plastic and other things on my head were removed. When the nurses and others saw what had happened, there was commotion. They were asking who removed the things. They thought I had died and were confused.
When Dr Daniel arrived, he saw what had happened and exclaimed that he had never seen such a thing before. Eventually, they took me back to the theatre. He tried to replace the pipes and so on.
So, were there arrests after you came back to life?
When the news spread that I had resurrected, one of the persons that killed me committed suicide. The man’s was known as Olumide Timilehin. Lukman Osunbiyi ran away. I was told I could not procreate because my genitals had been severed. Secondly, the doctors also said that my brain was gone and that I would just be kept in a place and be fed and that I would not speak. I was passed as vegetable. It was such a difficult period. But God had some other plans.
One day, as our pastor was walking towards me and I just called out his name… I mean Pastor Oke, who was our pastor then at Christ Freedom Evangelical Ministry. That was the day I regained my voice and began to talk again. It was a great day of joy. In fact, when my mother heard what had happened, she walked to Ikeja, almost naked, to see for herself. Even after that incident, I still remained rooted to a spot, immobile.
While there, I kept hearing the police and the people talk about Lukman. The police asked me if I knew where he lived and I said I knew the place in Mushin. They asked if I could see and I said yes, just put me in the vehicle. When we got to Lukman’s residence at Mushin, we were directed to where he was at play. When we arrived at the place, they crosschecked his face with that in the photograph they had and saw that it was him truly. He attempted to jump over the fence but he was arrested by the policemen and my family members.
They accused him of murder and the matter was taken to court. It was during the hearings in court that Lukman revealed how they came about committing the murder. He spilled the beans, and revealed those who paid them to kill me. He said it was my half-brothers that paid him and Olumide to kill me in my room. There also, one of my brothers admitted that they agreed among themselves, and with Lukman, to just waste me.
Was Lukman jailed or what?
Towards the end of the matter, pointers were that Lukman and others could be sentenced to death as that was the submission of the state which was prosecuting the case. On one of the hearing days, I raised my hand and requested to speak. When I was given the opportunity, I asked that the matter be left for God to judge. I said I wouldn’t want to see them killed by the cause of this case. At some point in the matter, members of the family of Lukman came to my family and offered me N2million then, begging me to forgive their son and spare his life. They came through my relations and expressed disappointment in their son and brother. They were sorry and wanted to compensate me, but I said I did not need the money. I told them that it was God that brought me back to life and I therefore leave everything to Him.
What is your advice to people?
Anyone that has Christ has it all… Anyone that has Christ and believes in Him, and does the will of God. He says we are the temple of God and that He would fight for us. He is that one that fought for me because we are more than conquerors because of He who loves us. That is my story. I didn’t even tell you about my tongue that I bit so hard when I was struggling with death… I almost bit my tongue into two in the struggle for life.
The address is Abeokuta Street at Oke Odo, in Pleasure area. There is a Cherubim and Seraphim Church in front of the place. The people there would tell more than I have beccause they saw it all.
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Opinion: Yes, let’s castrate the rapist

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by Abimbola Adelakun

And this is why I think castrating the rapist is important, not in the act of mutilation this time but cutting off the rape act where it begins: the mind.

Osun State Commissioner for Women Affairs and Social Welfare, Mrs. Adetoun Adegboyega, recently denied advocating castration for rapists. She said she was merely “joking”. Hopefully, that doesn’t typify her attitude towards rape.
But was she truly joking? To my mind, she might have retracted an honest opinion because of public outcry.
I thought so because Deputy Senate President, Senator Ike Ekweremadu, retracted when the public pounced on his mooted legalisation of prostitution. In the era when men were men, he would have stood his ground and made his point even if it meant enduring verbal lynching; he would have used the opportunity to argue that countries where prostitution is legalised do not love sex more than Nigeria. They are simply realistic; no society has ever done away with commercial sex. Rather, they regulate it for effective monitoring, unlike a wannabe-megacity-Lagos that routinely chases prostitutes up and down; even Dubai that is largely Islamic looks away when it comes to prostitution. But this is a digression.
It is gladdening that Osun State’s taking legal steps about rape. Personally, I am concerned about the increasing incidence. Frequently, there is report of a man who raped a child; a father who raped his daughter; a teacher who raped a minor pupil; young men who rape grandmothers; religious leaders who rape their flock; minors who rape minors; paederasty; and in that same Osun State, a traditional ruler was accused of rape! A recent study says it has gone up to 84 per cent. Given the stigma attached to sexual crimes, it is most likely it is still under-reported.
There is something about Mrs. Adegboyega’s volte-face, however, that shows that like many, she thinks rape is about sex. This is a contentious issue among rape scholars, actually. Some argue it is about sex; if it weren’t, it would not involve sex. Others say since statistics show that in many recorded cases, the rapists neither achieve erection or ejaculation, it is pseudosexual; more about control, power and performative violence.
Most times when people discuss about rape and its prevalence, some annoying men jump in with the Jacob Zuma-esque myth of men’s uncontrollable arousal saying yes-but-rape-has-to-do-with-what-women-wear-these-days; an argument that is frankly demeaning of real men out there whose brains do not reside below their beltline.
Apart from the fact that men with this line of reasoning do not proffer any data to show correlation between how many women get raped for their so-called provocative dressing, they pretend they do not know that even women who wear Burqa get raped. There is sufficient logic to prove that a man who would rape a woman for what she doesn’t wear, would rape her for what she wears.
I have argued with those men that, if a woman dresses “provocatively” (“provocative” depends on individual interpretation) chances are, she’s communicating something, right? So why not draw close, be nice and if she gets to like you, pose the time-honoured question, “My house or your house?” If she is not interested, move on; it doesn’t have to be her. The moment the man decides he would rather take it by force, it goes beyond being attracted.
There are other reasons they adduce for rape but none justifies the reprehensibility of rape. Most often, the rapist is well-known to the victim; relatives, friends, bosses, husbands, boyfriends, neighbours and people the victim couldn’t have avoided.
In some interviews with rapists I read, most of them do not see themselves as rapists, just men of “the violent taketh it by force” tribe. They have the impression that rapists are men who are sick, sadist, misogynistic, virile but highly undersexed, and some kind of social deviants who creep under Ojota bridge at night seeking whom to devour; they would be offended if you branded them rapists. To them, talks about rape are another “women lib” problem and not something that concerns them.
And this is why I think castrating the rapist is important, not in the act of mutilation this time but cutting off the rape act where it begins: the mind. We should therefore begin by campaigning about what rape is and defining its broadest parameters beyond any kind of ambiguity that can help rapists hide, legally or otherwise. You could be a decent family man who runs a community charity and still be a rapist if you go beyond certain boundaries. And it would be very helpful if our society mystifies sex less. The hush hush we weave around sex helps violators get away with serious offences. For instance, it could be very humiliating to report rape in a Nigerian Police station because untrained Police officers, and the structure of our Police stations itself, make you want to just leave the case to God to judge.
But then, the law is always there for people who cannot tame the beast in them; who still see rape as some kind of machismo. However, many activists have argued that Nigerian law needs to slacken the definition of rape to include a broad range of sexual activities that are non-consensual. Also, that the law needs to make it less hard to prove rape. I agree with them. I also agree with those who say marital rape should be categorised as sexual violence. In short, Nigeria needs to rewrite her rape laws to match contemporary realities; there are many documented and undocumented cases of victims who fall out of constitutional provisions.
And this brings me to one last point: men as rape victims. Sometime ago, I read the news of a female black belter in Russia who apprehended a burglar, tied him up, force-fed him food and Viagra while she had sex with him continuously. After three days, she let him go. Ironically, almost everybody who commented online thought the story funny, and the man, lucky. Only very few commented that if the case were inverted gender-wise, we would endlessly scream blue-murder.
While the cases of male rape are few and far between, it happens.
Recently, in Benue State, a man was reportedly raped to death by his wives. Nigeria needs to be responsive to marginal cases like these too. And female-on-male rape is another reason castration as a punitive measure is silly. If, because of men’s anatomy, we can castrate them, what corresponding violence can we wreak on women if they rape men?
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