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A few wealthy Nigerians spent at least $225 million acquiring private jets between March 2010 and March 2011, a Nigerian newspaper reported on Monday.
According to the report published by the Punch Newspaper, a couple of the acquisitions were made by billionaires Aliko Dangote and Mike Adenuga. Last year, Dangote acquired a US$45 million Bombardier jet as a gift to himself on his 53rd birthday, while Mike Adenuga purchased a Bombardier Global Express XRS. Both Dangote and Adenuga own at least two private planes each.
Apart from wealthy business tycoons, Nigerian clergymen and spiritual leaders are also joining the very elite league of jet owners.
In March this year, David Oyedepo, a Nigerian cleric generally believed to be Africa’s wealthiest gospel preacher, acquired a Gulfstream V jet for US$30 million. Oyedepo, who presides over the Winners Chapel, one of Africa’s largest churches, now owns a private collection of four aircraft. In addition to his latest acquisition, he previously owned two Gulfstream planes and a Bombardier Challenger Aircraft. He is also reportedly creating a private hanger to accommodate his flying toys.
Oyedepo is not the only Nigerian clergyman to own a jet. Pastor Enoch Adeboye, the revered overseer of Nigeria’s largest congregation, The Redeemed Christian Church of God, is also a proud jet owner. In March 2009, the great man of God spent $30 million on a Gulfstream jet amidst widespread criticism. Pastor Sam Adeyemi, another cleric and founder of the Daystar Christian center, a flourishing Pentecostal congregation which repeatedly preaches financial prosperity, is also a jet owner.
It’s not cheap to own a private jet. On average, it costs hundreds of thousands of dollars annually to maintain a personal plane. The majority of Nigerians frown at such flagrant displays of opulence, particularly on the path of their clergymen, given that 60% of Nigerians still live below the poverty line.
Paradoxically, the same people who complain about the extravagant lifestyles of their spiritual leaders are the same ones who finance it. Every Sunday, swarms of worshipers rush to the church to give away their hard-earned money to the pastors’ coffers in the form of tithes, offerings and special gifts with the deluded hope of multiplied financial blessings in return. For many, this is but a pipe dream. Deep down, the pastors smile; they’ve got just the perfect suckers.

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The Independent National Electoral
Commission, last Tuesday evening,
discovered four voter registration centres
deep inside the Nziko forest at Nteje in
Anambra State. The deputy governor of
Anambra State, Emeka Sibeudu and the
state resident electoral commissioner,
Chukwuemeka Onukogu, led the team that
made the discovery based on security
reports made available to the governor,
Peter Obi.
The REC said it was painful to discover four
centres serving no one in the middle of a
thick forest when there were not enough
machines for potential voters in places like
Awka, Onitsha, Nnewi, Adazi, and Agulu.
The centres, located within the vicinity of a
shrine, are at least a 40-minute drive from
the nearest residential area. It was
discovered that the registration officers,
mainly National Youth Service Corps
members sat idly, looking at the machines,
with no one in sight to register.
The deputy governor who expressed his
shock at the location of the registration
centres said: “We have shortfalls in
machines. But in the forest here, there are
four machines lying idle. All the people we
met here are not up to 10. But if you go to
some other places, you will find thousands of
people waiting to be registered. This, I can
assure you, is part of the rascality of the past
which the present government under Mr.
Peter Obi is trying hard to stamp out of the
state. ”
According to him, these kinds of registration
centres were used to commit electoral
fraud.
In his reaction the resident electoral
commissioner, Mr. Onukogu, said he had
only heard of these types of voting centres.
“Today I have seen one,” he said. “I am sad
that there are four machines wasting here,
whereas there are no machines in Onitsha,
Eke Awka, Ozubulu, Nnewi and parts of
Anaocha where thousands of people are
waiting to be registered. ”
He said the four centres put together had
registered only about 200 voters since the
exercise started 10 days ago, when the same
machines would have registered many
people had they been located in densely
populated areas.
“The irregular location of the centres also
poses grave risks to the registration officers
and the machines. How will I evacuate men
and machines in the event of danger ?” Mr.
Onukogu asked.
He alleged that the centres must have been
secured by an influential politician from the
area. He said he would take away three
machines and leave one behind. But he
added that he would need to meet with the
registration officials on the matter in his
office before taking action. But Mr. Onukogu
admitted that he was constrained by the fact
that the “floating registration centres” deep
in the forest were documented from the
Abuja headquarters of INEC and assured it
would be corrected.
Culled from 234next.com

The king of home equity fraud: Full
version
Tobechi Onwuhara (right) at a Dallas
nightclub with Ezenwa Onyedebelu.
By Luke O'Brien, contributor
January 25, 2011: 5:29 AM ET
FORTUNE -- A luxury suite at the W Hotel in
Dallas is as good a place as any to conquer
the world. At least it seemed that way in
2007 when Tobechi Onwuhara got the crew
together. They'd meet there often, seven or
eight of them. Some had nicknames from the
Ian Fleming lexicon: C, Q, and E. Others
were called Mookie, Orji, Uche. They would
spread out on designer sofas and at the wet
bar, open three-ring binders, and fire up
laptops with hard-to-trace wireless cards. On
a nearby table there'd be prepaid
cellphones with area codes taped to them. A
phone for Southern California. A phone for
Northern Virginia. A phone for any place
Onwuhara had found the "good money."
In those days, the good money wasn't hard
to find. The housing boom had flooded the
country with capital. Lenders were making
promiscuous loans to unsophisticated
borrowers. It was an ideal environment for
Onwuhara, 27, a brilliant, pug-faced
visionary who favored True Religion jeans
and Ed Hardy shirts. Looking out over the
neon skyline of downtown Dallas, it was easy
for the crew to believe his assurances: He'd
make them rich. When the sun glinted off
one of his $100,000 diamond-encrusted
Audemars Piguet watches, who could doubt
it? Every few months he would buy a new
Maserati or Bentley. He owned expensive
properties in Miami, Dallas, and Phoenix. He
even had a secret love condo in the W,
where scantily clad women visited in such
numbers that one bellhop became
convinced that the first-generation Nigerian-
American was a porn director.
The truth was very different. In his
ancestral homeland, Onwuhara might have
been a chief. In America he became one of
the world's most successful cyberscammers,
a criminal genius who used his talents to filet
a poorly regulated banking and credit
system. In less than three years Onwuhara
stole a confirmed $44 million, according to
the FBI, which believes the total may be
anywhere from $80 million to $100 million.
All he needed was an Internet connection
and a cellphone.
Onwuhara called it "washing." He'd set up a
boiler room in a fancy hotel (the Waldorf-
Astoria was another favorite) to wash
information on wealthy victims. Then he'd
wash bank accounts. One group in his crew
would do online research using databases
and websites to harvest names, dates of
birth, and mortgage information. They'd
build profiles of victims for a second group,
who would call banks posing as account
holders. The callers cadged security
information and passwords. Then Onwuhara
would breach the accounts and wire funds
from them to a network of money mules he
had established in Asia. The money would
be laundered and wired back to his
accounts in the U.S.
"I call it modern-day bank robbery," says FBI
special agent Michael Nail. "You can sit at
home in your PJs and slippers with a laptop,
and you can actually rob a bank."
Onwuhara specialized in hitting home equity
lines of credit (HELOCs), the reservoirs of
cash that banks make available to
homeowners. Once Onwuhara gained access
to a HELOC, he could siphon out vast sums in
seconds. His weapon was persuasion. It got
him enough money to start building a
colonnaded fortress in Nigeria; enough to
gamble at the high-stakes tables in Vegas
casinos all night. Even his accomplices
appear not to have known how much he
was really pulling down -- not even his
beautiful fiancée, Precious Matthews.
"He was playing all of us," says Paula Gipson,
a member of the crew. "The banks, us,
Precious, everybody."
Conversations with Gipson and other
Onwuhara associates, interviews with his
family and with investigators, and hundreds
of pages of court documents reveal a digital
scavenger of extraordinary creativity and
guile. Onwuhara orchestrated his swindles
using information about homeowners that is
widely available online. In fragments, this
information is innocuous. When assembled
properly, it can be used like an electronic
skeleton key to get into almost any credit
account. Onwuhara needed only a few short
years to rack up an illicit fortune. And he's
still at large.
Culled from sahara reporters, cnn and talkofnaija

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