DelphiOracle:
cd is still very much in Vogue my dear

BluntBoy:


Vice has always been rampant in Nigeria.

Herdsmen-farmer's conflict did not start today.

Police corruption did not start today.

Police and soldier brutality of civilians did not start today. Remember the days when police killed drivers over 10 naira.

Religious crisis did not start today.

Indiscipline, jumping queues, littering streets, disobeying traffic rules did not start today. Remember Buhari's War Against Indiscipline (WAI)?

Electricity palavar did not start today. Fela gave NEPA the name "Never Expect Power Always".

419 did not start today.

Cultism did not start today.

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

Platony:


I can fully relate bro,...oh, great memories, how we used lucozade boost's wrap to cover our B&W TV making it to become coloured tv......How time flies. How we played coca cola animal kingdom crown corks.

Oh, I wish Nigeria can jst go back to d good ol' days.

I am not Igbo but grew up in d east, born in Ogbete Enugu (Old Anambra State), lived there, lived in awka, lived in owerri.

I jst love d east. Throughout my family's stay in d east, d treatment we got was warmth. If they know u're a stranger, u'll be so valued n cared for.

I don't know if it's same today

BiseniGirl:

There was a reason for this statement: "THE GOOD OLD DAYS"! You may never relate with the substance behind that statement.

naijadrivablog:


See you. That was the technology then. Mind you, there was a time BlackBerry phones were in vogue but now


All these vices you listed were not rampant then. We just had one or two notorious criminals and most of the roads today were constructed in that era.

Well, kids won't understand.

LZAA:

Larryfest:
I don't think this was ever a thing in other places..

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

hahn:


For your analog mind these proof of poor technology is what makes you state that "Nigeria is great"?

There were still bad roads
Still power cuts
Still corruption
Hiking in prices
Increase in exchange rate
Kidnapping
Armed robbery
Poverty
Etc

Let's face it, Nigeria has NEVER been great as your journey down memory lane rightly points out

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

dangoteinlaw:
my bro just ask someone to bring you up to speed lol. You go and buy those 144p resolution disc for how much 150 when you could get a better quality online with a cheap data subscription and it will be displayed in full hd on your TV or should I say box TV in your case lol. I'm not suprised your type see gotv as the altimate, how do you even understand a movie with such low quality because I can't even identify the actors let alone know their names when they are being displayed like the terminator movie. Before it used to be only Netflix but we have so many free ones but then it's ur world so enjoy it

Wigetsolar:


Las las

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

Sirheny007:

And there was no CAPS to lock

Sirheny007:

And there was no CAPS to lock

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

Wigetsolar:


If anyone was born in the East/and or born between 1970s to 1990s, they may see it. I even saw this somewhere in the early 2000s sef.

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

hahn:


For your analog mind these proof of poor technology is what makes you state that "Nigeria is great"?

There were still bad roads
Still power cuts
Still corruption
Hiking in prices
Increase in exchange rate
Kidnapping
Armed robbery
Poverty
Etc

Let's face it, Nigeria has NEVER been great as your journey down memory lane rightly points out

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

NwaAmaikpe:




You just took me back to when Nigeria was a country, when coins were precious assets.
When Texaco filling station attendants cleaned your windscreen and thanked you for your patronage.

When Nigerian Airways was still a robust Elephant with wings.
When PAN flooded our streets with seductive 404s.
When we stood by railways counting the number of coaches on each steam train passing.

Do you remember when we used fluorescent tubes to construct HD-ready antennas so we could hear the truth from Siene Allwell Brown and Frank Olize.
And when we put coloured glasses over our TVs so we could watch in colour?

Should I remind you of our TVs that had shutters, keys and legs or tell you the stories of eating moi-moi out of milk cups while watching white cranes come home from their fishing trip and beg them to exchange their white claws with out dirty nails?

When we ate New Society bread with planta.
Drank Ginger Ale or Pronto.
Licked "chichi" sweet and coloured saccharine icecreams after taking an overdose of kwilikwili so we could win the farting competition.

Back to when ladies wore shimmy.
When permed and jerry curled hairs were the styles to beat.
Tales by moonlight for the teens,
Icheokwu for the adults and Danger mouse for the kids.
When we just had to consult the telephone directory to get anyone's land phone number.

Tell me did you write love notes and pass to your crush through her younger ones?
Did you sprain your finger from turning the "roundabout" telephone dial?

Did you knot grass leaves to stay out of trouble?
Did you ever smooch your female neighbor on your father's settee while Teddy Pendergrass record was spinning on the turntable?

Did you walk from house to house on Christmas eve to sing carols?
Lalastic.lala.... Did you ever use Aquafresh toothpaste to drink garri or use Krest and Akanwu for birthcontrol?

Did you ever feel a sense of pride sitting in "Merry-go-round" long buses because your neighbor's kids had to ride their father's Long John bicycle?
Did you ever visit the library to check out what new tale Cyprian Ekwensi or Chinua Achebe had made?

Nigeria was great.
Night journeys were interesting, we had toll gates at every boundary with jovial soldiers exchanging banters there.
Life was greater if you had the privilege of growing up in Eastern Nigeria.

engrchykae:
you quoted him not because you had anything better to say but because you felt you must confront him.
the Nigeria of then was far better.
the things we can be proud of now were built then.
mainland bridge kainji dam futo futminna futa niger bridge even the roads we are plying now.
or is it because it is nwaamaikpe ?
the one you love to hate.