Donald Trump discusses sports season amid corona virus pandemic.

The President of the United States of America, Donald Trump,met with top sports leaders to discuss the resumption of sporting activities amid coronavirus pandemic.

Trump was quoted to say at the White House; ‘‘I want fans back in the arenas, I think it’s … whenever we’re ready.

“As soon as we can, obviously. And the fans want to be back, too. They want to see basketball and baseball and football and hockey.

“They want to see their sports. They want to go out onto the golf courses and breathe nice, clean, beautiful fresh air” he added.

Whilst addressing players of the Little League players on Saturday, Trump tweeted “hang in there! We will get you back out on the fields, and know that you will be playing baseball soon.

“We will get through this together, and bats will be swinging before you know it.”

Trump said the need for social distancing is affecting his 14-year-old son, Barron. The president described his son as a good athlete and soccer fan.

“We have to get back,” Trump said. “We have to get back. Remember that. We have to get back and we have to get back soon.”

Coronavirus: UN envoy decries electricity challenges.

A united Nations envoy, Ms Damilola Ogunbiyi, has decried electricity supply challenges in most developing countries battling the corona virus pandemic.
 

She said efforts by the global community to contain the Coronavirus (COVID-19) pandemic are suppressed by electricity supply challenges.

Ogunbiyi, who is the Special Representative of the UN Secretary-General for Sustainable Energy for All, gave the warning in an article published by Thompson Reuters Foundation News.

In the opinion piece titled: “Power in a pandemic – why energy access matters during Coronavirus”, Ogunbiyi stated that the social distancing and stay-at-home measures adopted by many countries could only work where there was stable and sufficient power supply.

But this is not the case in Africa and parts of Asia with an estimated 840 million people, mostly in sub-Saharan Africa, living without access to electricity, she submitted.

“As the virus spreads, especially across Africa and parts of Asia, one of the most used preventative measures is a luxury not all countries can afford.

“Social distancing and stay-at-home measures being adopted in many countries are predicated on an important assumption: that populations have access to reliable, affordable electricity to stay connected and continue to communicate with public services and one another remotely.

“The reality is 840 million people, predominantly in sub-Saharan Africa, are living without access to electricity and hundreds of millions more only have access to very limited or unreliable electricity.

“Many of these people, largely women, reside either in crowded cities or rural areas.

“‘Sheltering in place in such areas for long periods may not be possible as energy is needed to cook and store food, or to cool homes,” she said.

SEE WHAT THIS SLAY QUEEN WORE IN PUBLIC

A light-skinned and slim lady took to her social media account to share pictures of herself rocking a makeshift cloth made out nylon bags.

This young girl who has been regarded as a slay queen has continued to attract attention on social media after boldly wearing this in public and also taking photographs with it.

Her reason for doing it is yet to be unknown and people wonder how comfortable she might be in the airtight wear.

EVANGELIST JOYCE MEYER SAYS SHE MIGHT GET A TATTOO TO ‘MAKE RELIGIOUS DEMONS MAD

For some people, getting a tattoo is wrong, a sin against one’s creature. For others, it merely a form of body modification. Here’s what widely read Christian author and speaker Joyce Meyer has to say.

During a recent conference, the author made a biblical case for getting tattoos and admitted she has been thinking of getting one herself just to shut the mouths of religious people.

In her words, “Why would I do that (get a tattoo)? Just to make religious demons mad, no other reason.”

“Holiness is not legalism,” she said.

“I lived in so much bondage from legalism,” Meyer revealed of her past. “Everything in legalism is about something you can not do. Let me tell you something — it is not boring to serve Christ, it is so much fun and there’s so much you can do and not only that, you can enjoy all of it!”

She also said that in Ezekiel 16:9-13 there was a big celebration and God put earrings and nose rings on the Israelites.

“Here’s the bottom line, it’s all about your motives and how you are doing things. We can’t look at the outside of somebody and decide for ourselves that they’re an evil person … That’s why so many people today don’t want anything to do with the church ’cause all they get is criticism and judgment,” Meyer said.

The speaker also explained in the conference that religious people have made a mess of holiness by putting rules and regulations on people. She listed drinking, dancing, wearing makeup and more among those rules.

“One will say, I am the Lord’s; and another will call himself by the name of Jacob; and another will write upon his hand, I am the Lord’s, and surname himself by the name of Israel,” she quoted Isaiah 44:5 in defense of getting a tattoo.

Meyer contended that God also tattooed those He loves to Himself. “The Bible says in Isaiah 49 that God has a picture of you tattooed on the palm of His hand.”

Ways to use a condom without getting STD.

Condoms are one of the best forms of birth control and protection against sexually transmitted diseases out there, but they only work if they don’t break.
These are reasons why your condoms might tear or weaken. Keep in mind these condom fails the next time you get busy.

You use the wrong lubricant: Using oil based lubricants such as cold cream, baby oil, petroleum jelly or even hand lotion can weaken the condom and break it.

You do not use a lubricant: If there is friction while having sex, not only will it cause irritation and pain to your private parts but the condom will also break. So make sure to keep your private parts lubricated while having sex.

You store the condom in warm places: Make sure that you do not store your condom in a warm place like your wallet as heat damages latex condoms. Keep them in your medicine cabinet instead.

The condom does not fit: If you use a condom that is too small or too large, it can rip so make sure that you try different condom sizes and pick the right one which is not too tight or too loose.

The condom has passed its expiry date: If you use a condom which is past its prime, it will be ineffective in protecting you from sexually transmitted disease or unwanted pregnancy.
Condom wrappers come with an expiry date so ensure that you take note of them.

Your woman has tight vaginal muscles: Some women have tight vaginal muscles which can also cause the condom to break. So make sure that you always use a lubricant.

What you should think about before you have sex with someone new.

What You Should Think
Now you finally know…

How long to wait before sex is a hotly debated topic that probably isn’t going away. But even still … how long are you “supposed” to wait? Maybe you went out with someone and your chemistry is UNDENIABLE. You instantly feel that attraction and your sexual energy between the two of you is DYNAMITE. What are you supposed to do? End the date? Go where your body WANTS you to go?

Your brain is wrestling with your tingling body and you SERIOUSLY want to just go for it.
It’s the age old struggle — if you jump into bed right away you run the risk of screwing up something that could have real long-term potential. The sex might be fantastic, but what if he ghosts you afterward and leaves you in a puddle of insecurity? What if she gets the wrong impression and pegs you as just another player?
You may find yourself wondering — if you wait and build an emotional connection before you have sex, could it mean a better opportunity for something lasting?
On the other hand, if you do have sex, you might wake up the next day and find that the two of you are blissfully bonded and completely at ease with each other. One night leads to a weekend together and then the two of you become inseparable. It happens!
Is there a magic formula for the timing of that first sexual encounter?

How long is long enough? Do you have a hard and fast third date rule? What factors need to be present in your relationship to make you feel secure about sharing your body with someone?

Sade. "Moving on" by Akamz Jane.

I am excited that I can write again. It's really been difficult for me since my last writing. 
    
    My name is Sade. Life has always been fair to me. In fact, more than fair to me. When it comes to love, I have plenty of love. Love just loves me back. Or maybe love is meant for me alone. Not to be shared with nobody as I am just too much for any one person on God's green earth. ‎

I met Ben at a mart. If you know me well, you know  that I don't smile when in a hurry. As I was getting drinks from the vending machine he walked towards my direction and said "can you get mine too? " I remember how I acted like I didn't see or hear anything. I just walked past him. When stepped out through the doors on my way back home, I bumped into him. He was there again waiting. I just acted like I didn't know what he was there for (we always know what these fuckboys are there for. Their package is always the same ). 

He offered to drop me off at my place ... did I say I was with my younger brother? Well, I actually came out to get him things as that day was his  Matriculation. After much counters and pestering and flattery, I finally got in his Camry with my brother. He dropped us. We exchanged numbers and he insisted on taking us out later that night to celebrate Femi's matriculation. Again, after so much persuasion, I agreed.   

He  took us to this very place on MCC in which I had first felt uneasy but for Femi who was smiling and seemed to be having a swell time; I soon relaxed. Over the food, he went on about school, and about how he struggled to survive back then. He kept advising Femi and wishing him well in this mummy tone that I could only recall from one of these home videos. When he wasn't looking my brother would smile and wink at me . He took us home, and Femi who already seemed to like him already agreed when Ben asked him to hang out with him again the next day.

Ben took Femi out on several occasions, and trust my brother; he would come back with things and blow Ben's trumpet. He would even mutter things like "Sade, you've found a husband " They went to church together on Sundays and even on weekdays.  Ben had won my brother's heart.

   
And so, days became weeks. And weeks had many children. He would always call me on the phone. Never did a day go by without him calling up to 5 times. I barely returned the favour. I guess Iwas so distracted with school and other guys. He kept complaining about  me not having time for him, not returning his calls....... I knew I wasn't ready for a relationship at the time. The gra gra! The emotional drama and all that. It was obvious that was what he wanted so I tried to run from it . 

   Ben started to become worried. Ever saying "You don't have my time. You are not a serious person...... ". My friends, on the other hand, didn't make things easy as they had already taken to him so they wanted me to date him. They wanted me to be happy. Ben appeared an incredible bundle of happiness.  They didn't want me to be single anymore. I had to have my own experiences of the great times with my love which I would recount to them. They wanted me to experience love.

Finally, I accepted. But, within me I wasn't so excited. Why?  There was just something about Ben that wasn't clear.  Something that didn't seem right.  But you know what they say; "love is patient ".  So I patiently waited; still being observant to find that one elusive piece that would make it all add up but I didn't find any. 

With time, I liked him. Cared about him. Worried when I didn't hear from him. I loved him.... amd I loved him more.  He worked with "Mobil", at least that was what I was told so I saw him only when he was off duty. It gave me the space I wanted and time to do what ever I wanted without anyone monitoring my movement. I went on other "dates" but I always made sure he knew about them and of cause he would say "When I'm around you're always busy. Now you have time to go see someone else". 

Alas, time changed everything.  I cut down one people and friends around me so I could enjoy my relationship . So I could love him with all of me. 

Ben loved me. Yes, I think he loved me. Ben was very protective of me. He didn't want friends around. "Just one friend is enough" he usually retorted. Surprisingly, he wasn't in a hurry to lay with me and I was extremely happy about that. Whenever he was around, he would take me to a different place and we would talk about how boring the week was without each other. We never went to the same restaurant again.

One Friday evening in June, he told me to dress up in a gown that he wanted to take me somewhere special. I remember how shocked I was when we got to a hotel but I didn't say anything. I just watched him make reservations after which he took me to the bar where we had long chats, ate and drank. He would stop to look at me and remind me of how beautiful I was, how much he loved me and I would smile. We ended up in the hotel room and I didn't care again as long as I would wake up in his arms. We kept on talking he would remind me of how I didn't make things easy for him and now I was all over him. We laughed at stunts he made just to get me and as the night came our bodies were hungry for each other.

He began to kiss me, and I was shy at first. He whispered things in my ears. Telling me to let him love me. My giggles made him laugh. It was like the first time I was vulnerable, I just laid and let him eat me up.

‎ I had to travel home to see my parents and Ben went on and on about it not being necessary. But I needed to travel. I also thought at the time that I needed some space. I was beginning to lose myself to this love. While I was away, he kept calling me like his life depended on it . He would go on and on about missing me and wanting me to come back. I contracted the virus. I got sick of the distance too.

So I got on Facebook one boring Saturday evening and came across his brother's profile. While going through his wall I saw Ben's picture. Extremely excited, I went further I couldn't find any link to Ben but I noticed that there were some strange names. And everyone knows how inquisitive I can be. I decided to take my time to go through it. Just then, my phone rang. It was Ben. When I asked for his Facebook ID, he said he wasn't on Facebook and reminded me of how much he loves me.  When he hung up, I still continued with the profile pictures. 

The first name I saw was German. As the profile opened,  I saw pictures of both Ben and a white woman. And then it got more intense.... Ben with this same woman in postions and with smiles that could at worst be termed lovey-dovey. Both of them with captions like "MyAfrican pride, my husband........; all a wife would say about her husband. Honestly, at this point I was still blank not sure if to be surprised or not. I went through the pictures and was sure it was the white woman's account so I decided to look further for his account and I found what I was looking for. I was so scared to look at my phone. What I saw was strange, ugly and so not real .My Ben is married to a white woman! She had to be his wife! You're thinking "scam!! " It was more than that. 

There were family pictures and this white woman was part of them. I thought may be he was extorting money from her but NO! Ben is always about church. I remember when I asked him if he was into this internet thing he said "God has blessed me with a good job so why would I scam anyone" I couldn't cry, I couldn't call him to tell him I was blank!!!  I was so scared to go further I turned off my phone. I didn't know what to say or do. Who would I tell? Who would I ask?  I was numb. I said a little prayer and decided to keep it to myself. 

Few weeks later, I left for school. I had so much academic work awaiting my return. I didn't want to see Ben. But I didn't have a choice. So, I went to his house. With all the calls and messages, I was expecting some sort of fanfare heralding my arrival but he just stood there looking at me like I was a trespasser. Ben never gave me a reason to doubt him. But now...I doubted everything. 

Looking at him I thought of all the things I could do to him, all I wanted to say, but I was weak and cold. My body ached for his warmth,my lips wanted his. I was still thinking of how to tell him all I knew. But he looked at me and said "finally!".  That finally made me smile, that finally made my legs weak, that finally got me in bed with him again.  As he kissed every part of my body making promises with his lips, assuring me that he loved me with his hands all I did was lay numb, a lot of things ran through my head...... he would touch me in places and expect some sort of response and when he didn't get it he looked me in the eye and said "Baby,are you ok? " Of cause my body wanted to drill him, I could feel my nipples hungry for the tip of his tongue but all I could think of was how he lied, how he was able to act normal. I replied with a smile. One thing I knew was that I loved him enough to wait for him to open up. 

In the morning, all I could think about was how to ask him. I kept looking at the man I love, thinking of when he would trust me enough to open up. He would meet my eyes looking and ask if everything was good and all I would say was "I just miss you ". But really, I missed him, the old him. 

Time changed everything again. He just stopped calling, stopped taking my calls and replying my messages. I got worried. I cried some night. But I didn't give up on on him. I kept praying and wishing he would come back.. 
One fateful Sunday, I called him after church. He sounded like everything was fine and I wasn't going to spoil it. I wasn't going to ruin it talking about it. But I wanted to look at him doing it!  

He said he wasn't around, he was on duty so I'd have to wait another week for him. Later that evening I went to get my toiletries from the same mart. I had hurriedly picked up some items but I forgot my deodorant. 

As I scurried towards the shelves, I cut a glimpse of someone. It was his arms.  Something about those arm that made my legs weak. I was sure I knew whose it was, I stepped out to get a closer look ........ There I saw Ben with a fat, short girl. I was shocked some things fell from my hand and he looked to see and he didn't say or do anything neither did I. I just looked at him hoping to get some sort of explanation in his eyes but there was nothing. 

I couldn't even stand erect. I quickly paid for my things and left. All I wanted to do was cry but instead I laughed so hard I caused a few stares from people around. I was confused. 

Every day came with a reason to leave but I didn't. I was waiting for his call or text. Something. Anything.  Nothing came ......I was restless and even when I wanted to call him, I kept telling myself I deserved some sort of explanation. After all, he failed me. He hurt me. He should call but he didn't. I waited for days. And I would cry and regret why I met knew him. This surely wasn't the first heart break but it was the first of it's kind. I was loving a ghost.  

After school one day, I left for his house. I was more than lucky he came to open the door.  He didn't know it was me of cause. I just stood looking at him. So many things to say but there was no exit for those words. So I waited for an explanation but still he said nothing. I thought of how I cried every night, how i went from a size 26 to 22, how I denied myself happiness just to make him happy, how I lost my friends just cause he wanted a close and decent relationship. And I thought I never bargained for such, I'm supposed to be happy in my relationship not sad. I can't keep beating myself up cause he didn't value me so right there I decided to leave.
Then I opened up everything I knew but he denied it and said I didn't deserve any explanation since I was making up things. I couldn't cry but I wanted to. I was weak again so I left, breaking up there so I don't accept anything and all he said was "I don't know why you're leaving, you did nothing wrong to me" Not a "sorry " but some stupid talk to make me feel pity for myself. 

Ben told me so many things not one was true. He lived a lie. I don't regret waiting for so long for him to come around. You never know the pain of letting go if you don't try.  This pain cut me deep, I couldn't sleep or eat. There isn't an immediate remedy for my pain but one step is writing, so I will continue to write about how I healed and who helped me heal. I won't stop loving and being happy because in the end, I have just myself. 

 MY happiness matters most!

Sheriff, Makarfi Supporters Protest At Party Secretariat

The leadership crisis rocking the Peoples Democratic Party, PDP, has taken a new turn.

The PDP is currently at loggerheads as Ali Modu Sheriff and Ahmed Makarfi both lay claims to being Party chairman.
The party’s National secretariat in Abuja has become the venue of much of the infighting. On Tuesday, Modu Sheriff attempted to force his way into the secretariat.

Both men mobilized their supporters on Wednesday morning as they staged protests at the Wadata Plaza.
It was learnt that the anti-Sheriff protesters were the first to besiege the Wadata Plaza National Secretariat of the opposition party, carrying placards with inscriptions such as “It’s not by force to lead”, “Ali Modu Sheriff please leave PDP alone” and “Ali Modu Sheriff is APC agent” etc., in several mini buses.
The protesters, who are mostly youths, also chanted anti-Sheriff slogans and demanded that he stopped laying claim to the chairmanship position of the party.
The protesters took a short break during which time pro-Sheriff protesters also came in singing and dancing insisting that the former Borno State governor remains the party’s national chairman.
Some of the protesters who wore T-shirts emblazoned with a portrait of the embattled chairman, were also chanting solidarity songs in support of Mr. Sheriff.
Some carried placards with the inscription “PDP governors respect court order”, “Makarfi must go”, ‘Ali Modu Sheriff carry go”, etc. while dancing to traditional Hausa music.
A handful of policemen and officers of the Nigerian Security and Civil Defence Corps, NSCDC, maintained vigilance as the opposing groups carried out their protests.