The World as I see it.

I have seen, done and heard a lot of stupid things in my time but the OSCAR definitely goes to this young man.

  A lonely man is £16,000 poorer after sending money overseas to two women he fell in love with over the internet, in the hope they would join him in the UK .

I gave up my lunch break to write this simply because I just could not resist – I mean, how can anybody? I was shaking my head in disbelief as I read each line.  In this day and age of Identity theft, cyber-crime and all other shenanigans that result in innocent people being fleeced via cyberspace, this donkey was stupid enough to trust something he met on-line simply because he was promised love. [Let’s face it; we all know he was hoping to get some nookie and by this account, he must have been very desperate!!]. I thought we had all wised-up to these types of pranks.

I remember way back at university, when some students used to spend all weekend in the computer rooms chatting day and night. On Monday mornings, they would talk about it and laugh and share funny stories on how they pretended to be some “Hot Swedish blonde” and some far-away sad old men would lust after them. In fact it used to be a competition to see how much attention one would get in chat rooms. I don’t blame them. What else do you expect from students far away from home seeking some weekend kicks?

But this miserable old man takes both gullibility and stupidity to new heights. He is not student and has an elderly mother to look after and still falls for the cheapest trick in the book…

David Hodgkinson’s borrowed money from his elderly mother and re-mortgaged his home in Margate, Kent, but neither woman showed up at the airport.

Now, he gets on-line, exchanges lines of text with someone claiming to be whoever, this mysterious person expresses undying LOVE, Mr Sadness personified falls head over heels, Miss smitten asks for £10,000.00 to cover travel and visa costs and donkey sends the money!!! If it was his own money it would have been bearable. But no, he borrows poor old mummy’s money. Not only that – it happened to him more than once!!!

Mr Hodgkinson, who is a full-time carer for his 86-year-old mother, turned to online dating after he became fed up with being single. He first struck up a relationship with Natalia, from Russia , who he met through a dating website. He sent her more than £10,000 to pay for her travel and a visa so she could be with him. He went to meet her at Heathrow Airport four times, but she never arrived. He then turned to a Christian dating website and met Amada, from Senegal . He sent her £6,000, but was again left waiting in the arrivals lounge of the airport.

Four rimes he went to meet this girl at the airport! Where do we get people like this from? This so-called “Natalia from Russia ”, only God knows if she is in fact female. I bet good money that she is some crook looking for some moo-moo to swindle. On the other hand, I should not be too hard on this guy because he is lonely, has “past it” and not exactly blessed with good looks unlike me. That might explain his repeated failure to hear those deafening alarm bells ringing when in the first instance Natalia was nowhere to be seen at the airport!!!

People like Mr Hodgkinson deserve no sympathy. I urge all Natalias out there to even ask for more money next time. If someone can be that gullible then the Natalias out there are providing a service by trying to educate the Hodgkinsons of this world. His mother is elderly and has been left to pay-off his love-debts. To show how sick this man is, he even has this to say…

                “I feel no ill in my heart. I did really love her,” Mr Hodgkinson told the BBC.”

Something tells me that nothing has been learnt here.

It is impossible for those of us who patronise the public transport on a daily basis not to notice people. Black, White, Chinese, Asian, Mixed Race, Male, Female and even transvestites. Of all these, for some reason I have taken more interest in black females. I happen to be seeing more well groomed black women on my way to work these days. Seriously - more of them.

Is it just me or are more and more of them [these well groomed black ladies] going out with white guys? I do not have a problem with it at all. After all looking at us black men and our choice of partners, one would think we have a white-woman-wanting gene somewhere in our DNA. Having said that, I have noticed something interesting about black girls who go out with white men. Unlike black men /white woman relationships which exist in all socio-economic levels, Black women / White men relationships seems [to me at least] to be more of an upper class thing. [When I say upper-class, I do not mean the aristocracy here, I mean the unions I have seen so far - majority are at least graduates] Is it not funny how we jump to conclusions when we see certain things? I saw this black girl at Clapham Junction yesterday in Sainsbury’s buying fruits and “Wow” was the word. The sister was tight. Meaning  she was beautiful - Very dark skinned, very tall, very full and rounded figure [up and down], very nice smooth skin, very well dressed, very husky voice [a bit on the deep side], a nice afro, very nice red, black and white floral dress - the full works. As I was looking at her from behind and was deciding whether or not to strike, this white man walked up from behind me and put his arm round her waist. I must admit for some stupid reason i felt she should be with me and not with this white guy. So this is how all these white men feel when a brother is with a beautiful white girl. To make things worse, the guy looked as average as they come compared to the girl. I have always assumed that if a girl is hot, she would equally be going with a hot guy. Wrong. At the end of the day, one needs as little competition as possible and as much assurance as possible.

Guys and girls do not get me wrong. No hard feelings whatsoever on my part. Good luck to the white man and the sister. I was just looking and my mind was just doing what it does best - imagining things. Also I like expressing whatever I feel.

No racism or sexism intended. If you like him or her marry him or her. Others are just jealous - like I was.

The weekend in question was Saturday the 5^th of August 2006.

A friend invited me to a Nigerian party to mix and mingle with fellow Nigerians of a similar age.  It was a great party of a wonderful bunch of Nigerians. Young, educated, beautiful, ambitious, definitely going places and all Christians.  I was the only atheist in the gathering and little did I know it would have ramifications at the very end.

I must admit I have missed out on such scenes since stupidly deciding to attend a university outside London and having kept a low profile on the Nigerian front. Having missed the Nigeria scene, I decided not long ago that since back in London, I would do everything to catch up - with a vengeance. That was basically the reason I took up the invite. As they were all Christians, I was not surprised to realise they all attended the very famous KT - Kensington Temple, KICC - Kingsway International Christian Centre [Hackney],  House On the Rock - Harrow or some other buzzing Christo-Nigerian outfit.  

My attention was arrested by loads of girls at the party and as it was my first meeting with most of them, I played the perfect gentleman. Normally I am an alpha male and as I set my eyes on you I start assessing you - talking to you. At the gathering I was too gentle that I forgot to ask this particular girl for her number. She was tall, dark and very out-spoken - as I like them. Also, she likes politics - my favourite thing too. Looking back, I do not blame myself considering there were many I had my eyes on. Anyway, I asked her friends instead for her number as I was too gentlemanly on the night and there was bit too much Christianity in the air that I felt my actions can easily be made to look ungodly as I stupidly announced I was an unbeliever - stupid move. Anyway, as all of us at the party were mature, I thought little in terms of a reason why I would not get her number at least. She made it clear to me earlier in the evening as we were talking that she was single. I was even told that apart from wishing one of the girls a happy birthday, that we were there to “meet, mix and mingle”. As I understand mixing and mingling involves exchanging contacts. I must point out that the girl in question was not present when I asked for her number so I do not know what her answer would have been. Based on our initial interaction, I would say the chances are very high that it would have been a “Yes” - an emphatic one at that. I felt the animal attraction from my end, whether she felt the same is another thing all together - you know women, especially when they are fine and are aware that all men are watching them! Being an alpha male, I always jump in head first. To my shock horror, the 2 girls I asked for her number both said the same thing, that she would not want to date a non-Christian! I was shocked. I just asked for a number for god’s sakes and the reaction I got was as if I asked for her hand in marriage! I must confess, the negative did not offend me - I get it everyday. Typically girls want you to try harder and I don’t. The first no is all I need to look elsewhere. There are so many attractive girls out there that I am very lazy when it comes to trying for love. I am not Denzel but I feel as good as he does. What offended me was how these so called Christians discriminated against a non Christian like myself. That is considering that I am a Nigerian man, fit, young, extremely good looking, confident and very opinionated - you are reading my blog are you not?

I honest do not know why they refused me. Was it because I did not ask for theirs instead? The goings on in the mind of the average woman is beyond me. Besides that is why I love them. Never logical beings.

Having suffered that rejection, I want the girl to know that I am going to hunt her down at her church and sweep her off her feet.

Following Nietzsche’s lead in his wonderful book, “Ecce Homo” ["Behold the Man" - apparently According to the Christian gospel of John (19:5), the Roman governor Pontius Pilate spoke these words when surrendering a scourged Jesus Christ over to the hostile crowd, because he could see no reason for Jesus' conviction. ] he asserts, I am not good - I am Dynamite!!