....As He Describe Oporoza House As body of Vultures And Highly Diabolical Men

Truth has no alternative name; when it enters any space, it illuminates the environment and completely subdues the darkness of lies, propaganda, and cheap shenanigans. 

In a desperate bid to please his paymasters at Oporoza House, whom I can only describe as a body of vultures and highly diabolical men, a known charlatan named Abraye Freedom has resorted to fabricating outright falsehoods in a pathetic attempt to diminish my brand. 

In this response, I will tackle this miserable element with indisputable facts, making it clear to this character from a wretched background that even if his entire struggling lineage were brought together, they are not my peers in any ramification.

The detractor’s first major falsehood is the claim that my 2016 arrest was unrelated to High Chief Government Ekpemupolo (Tompolo) and the Niger Delta struggle. The historical record easily refutes this. 

On July 21, 2016, in my capacity as the national spokesperson for the Ijaw Peoples Development Initiative (IPDI), I issued an official press release following the military arrest of Simeon Bebenimbo, Tompolo’s right-hand man. 

That arrest was masterminded by Michael Johnny, a die-hard opponent of Tompolo at the time, who was on a rampage against Tompolo’s family, associates, and supporters. 

Operating as an agent of the Buhari administration, Johnny believed Tompolo had formed the Niger Delta Avengers to trigger a crisis for the ruling party after being declared wanted.

For the entire week that Simeon was detained at the Effurun Barracks, I fought relentlessly for his freedom. My loud public advocacy highly angered Johnny because it brought intense national spotlight and pressure on the military, which eventually forced Simeon's release. 

In direct retaliation, Johnny and the Nigerian Army targeted me, leading to my own arrest just three days after Simeon was freed. I was thrown into the custody of the Department of State Services (DSS) because my advocacy stood directly in the way of the assignment Johnny was executing for the Buhari cabal. 

To claim that anyone begged Johnny for my release shows a level of ignorance that is second to none; once I was in DSS custody, Johnny no longer held any power over my fate. My freedom was fought for and secured by activists like Comrade Austin Ozobo, Omare, the Pan-Niger Delta Forum (PANDEF), and Amnesty International.

Following my release, I visited the Amnesty International office in Abuja alongside journalist Jones Abiri, who was detained with me in the DSS facility, a fact captured in a widely circulated group photograph with Amnesty staff where Abiri is seen holding a phone.

In another hilarious attempt to fabricate a narrative, this crumbs-eating detractor claimed I was imprisoned in Kirikiri Prison in Lagos. Once again, the media record easily bursts this bubble. 

A publication from "Bigpenngr", a reputable media house owned by our Izon brother, extensively documented and serenaded my grueling journey through the underground cells of the DSS in Abuja. 

The reason this smelly he-goat is completely ignorant of the actual history of what transpired when Buhari declared Tompolo wanted is simple: he was never part of the struggle, and nobody recognized the bastard.

Abraye has further attempted to paint me as a serial blackmailer who turns against anyone who refuses to fund him, claiming I am angry with the Administrator of the Presidential Amnesty Programme (PAP), Dr. Dennis Otuaro, for supposedly rejecting a business proposal. 

I challenge this animal to present any evidence of this alleged proposal to the public, just as I am presenting my evidence now. To prove that I am not seeking their money, I submit the logs of unanswered calls to my phone from key stakeholders over the last few months, which I have deliberately declined to pick.

Dr. Dennis Otuaro called me on April 4, 2026; Edgar Biu called on April 20, 2026; and Kestin Pondi alongside Doubra Wuruyal, the Private Secretary to the Managing Director of Tantita Security Services, called on June 10, 2026. 

I have been in Abuja for nearly three months now; if my motivation were money or blackmail, why have I declined these multiple calls, and why have I not gone to the Amnesty office to beg?

The irony of this body-odour, skin-bleaching animal calling me hungry is laughable, considering he has survived on handouts for most of his ground-licking life. This is the same urchin who repeatedly cried to me, saying, "Leader, I dey hungry o," and I would send him money without a second thought. 

When he wanted to establish his now-defunct "Coastline Media", he came to me crawling for assistance, which I gladly gave. Unfortunately, due to what seems like a lack of capacity and a generational curse affecting his lineage down to his worthless parents at Oporoza, the media outlet folded while others started at the same time continue to thrive. 

He also conveniently forgets his own history; it was my voice, alongside Comrade Ozobo's, that saved him when Tompolo locked him up in a caravan for days in Oporoza. It took our intervention for this smelly thing to be set free.

Regarding my political ambition, I have absolutely no regrets about stepping down for Chief Sheriff Mulade, even though former Governor Seriake Dickson ultimately betrayed the arrangement, removing Sheriff to replace him with a Tompolo placeholder after allegedly collecting 200 million naira. 

Abraye also tried to mock me over an expression of interest form, claiming I took photos with a form that did not bear my name. I had to educate him on basic administrative processes.

When you purchase a political nomination form, which cost 5 million naira, it does not come with your name printed on it; you fill in those details yourself. I even buttressed my point by showing him unfilled forms from high-profile figures like Atiku Abubakar and Abubakar Malami to prove the point, after which this local, smelly angalabiri ran away.

I do not look for cheap friendships; I select my associates carefully. Like an eagle, I do not fly with every bird. If some in Warri view this as arrogance, so be it, because I know exactly who I am. 

Two years ago, I voluntarily left their social media group, only for Abraye to add me back. If I desperately wanted to be in their circle, I would have stayed, but my life is strictly value-driven.

If there is anyone with the moral right to speak truth to Dennis Otuaro, it is me. My intellectual sweat and advocacy sustained him when others went into hiding during the heavy onslaught against his appointment. 

The 115 billion naira Amnesty budget is not his personal wealth; it belongs to the delegates of the Niger Delta, and he has a duty to spend it appropriately on their welfare by increasing their stipends. 

I act on objectivity, fairness, and critical analysis. If standing firmly on these principles drives this beggar and his cohorts in Warri mad, this impotent can go ahead and hug a transformer.