Why I Wrote The Impossible President

When I first wrote The Impossible President in 2002, I was not trying to predict the future, nor was I trying to write a lesson in politics. I was thinking about young women pressured into prostitution because of a lack of hope. I wrote The Impossible President to encourage them to believe they can be anything they set their minds to, to change their circumstances and strive for something better. I thought about the women I had met, the women I had admired, and the women whose stories rarely find their way into newspapers, history books, or public conversations.

The longer I live, the more convinced I become that some of the strongest people in the world are ordinary women whose names most of us will never know. They are the women who keep families together through difficult times. The women who postpone their own dreams to help others build theirs. The women who return to education later in life because circumstances prevented them from doing so earlier. The women who survive loss, disappointment and hardship and somehow find the strength to begin again. Their stories are our stories.

When I created Tinuke, I wanted to create a character who embodied that spirit. Her journey is dramatic. She survives political upheaval, imprisonment, betrayal and countless attempts to push her aside. Yet she refuses to surrender her belief in herself. Tinuke is not based on a single woman. She represents many women.

As I prepared this international edition, I found myself reflecting on women whose courage has shaped communities, countries and generations. Some are well known, while others are not.

We think of women such as Rosa Parks, whose courageous act of defiance became a turning point in the American civil rights movement. We think of Wangari Maathai, who transformed environmental activism in Africa. We think of Malala Yousafzai, who continued to speak out for girls’ education despite an attempt to silence her. We think of Funmilayo Ransome-Kuti, who challenged authority and fought for Nigerian women at a time when few expected women to have a public voice. But courage isn’t limited to famous names; millions of women support their families worldwide without receiving a plaque or recognition for their efforts. They just get on with it.

Recently, I was deeply moved by Yanuni, the documentary produced by Leonardo DiCaprio that follows Indigenous leader Juma Xipaia and her fight to protect her people and the Amazon rainforest despite threats, political opposition and personal risk. Her story takes place thousands of miles from Nigeria, yet the determination at its centre feels familiar. It is the determination of someone who refuses to be intimidated into silence.

That determination is everywhere. You find it among women across Africa, Europe, Asia, the Middle East, the Americas, and beyond. It is found among women who build businesses, teach children, care for families, lead communities, challenge injustice and create change in ways that are often overlooked.

This new edition is dedicated to my husband, John, whose encouragement inspired me to reconsider the women behind this story, those who make history and those who make life possible. The women who dared. The women who stayed. The women who never gave up.

Above all, this book is dedicated to women and girls everywhere. To the girl who wants to go to school. To the girl who dreams of becoming a doctor, teacher, writer, scientist, entrepreneur, or leader. To the woman rebuilding her life after violence or loss. To the woman determined to live free from fear. To the woman who has been told she cannot but chooses to try anyway.

The title is The Impossible President. But the book’s true message has never been about politics. It has always been about possibility. I hope that somewhere, a young reader will close this book and see her own future differently. I hope she will understand that other people’s expectations need not determine the course of her life.

And I hope she will remember that many of the achievements we now take for granted once seemed impossible.

To my friends and readers around the world, much love, always! 🙂

Synthetic Humans

British and American scientists led by Prof Magdalena Zernica-Goertz from the University of Cambridge and the California Institute of Technology have created model embryos from mouse stem cells. This ‘breakthrough’ can potentially create synthetic human embryos using stem cells, bypassing sperm and eggs in embryonic formation. They’ve successfully engineered the stem cells to create structures similar to early human embryos, and these synthetic embryos mimic the natural developmental process, which reached the point where the entire brain began to develop, providing insights into early human life.

Similarly, in October 2019, researchers at Eindhoven University of Technology in the Netherlands were creating artificial womb for premature babies and received a grant of of £2.6m for a prototype model. They believed an artificial womb would be a ‘game changer.’ EctoLife, the brain-child of a molecular biologist, Hashem Al-Gahili, has gone further by alleging in December 2022 that the world’s first artificial womb facility, an archetypal of what could be if there were ethical freedom, was a result of over 50 years of ‘groundbreaking scientific research’ and will be able to ‘grow 30,000 babies a year’. You can watch it here:

The implications of these ‘breakthroughs’ are both promising and concerning. On one hand, many people believe that medical research can greatly benefit from synthetic embryos. They provide a controlled environment for studying embryogenesis, understanding genetic abnormalities, and developing targeted treatments. Additionally, they hold potential for addressing fertility challenges by offering alternatives to traditional gametes and potentially mitigating hereditary disorders. However, it’s crucial to approach these advancements cautiously and address the ethical considerations surrounding the status and rights of these artificial structures.

Future Prospects and Ethical Considerations:

As we stand at the crossroads of these scientific advancements, the future of reproduction hangs in the balance. While synthetic embryos and artificial womb facilities may promise immense medical advancements, personalised treatments, and opportunities for those struggling with fertility, we must approach this ‘breakthroughs’ responsibly. Ethical concerns surrounding the moral status and rights of synthetic embryos and the societal implications of gestation outside the human body cannot be ignored. 

The world is already bulking under overpopulation, and allowing this research to continue is unethical, and that’s my own opinion, or am I wrong?

Welcome to the world of synthetic humans!

A Place Of Rest…

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A place of rest is a place of freedom

Where you eat with contentment.

Where peace flowed unhindered

And shames are banished away.

A place of rest is where hope is found

Skipping with the legs of a deer

On the clear lake of renewal.

Where darkness flee with fear and

Love plays in the open.

A place of rest is when mankind stop

the madness of war.

When babes and toddlers juggle with delight in the sun…

When the smile of old men mingle with the chuckle of the maidens.

Harvested Field

A place of rest is when harvest is not hampered

by the roars of the terrible.

And where men love truly and women’s breast flow with the milk of kindness.

Freedom does not only give rest… It also gives peace.

But remember, freedom and independence means just one thing,

Responsibility!

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To all my American friends and others around the world, have a nice 4th of July and happy independence day! I firmly believe that finding rest lay solely with us – it might seem preposterous but guys, it’s true. Only you, can put your mind at rest. Looking around you, might expose what is not working, but do remember that we live in an imperfect word!

NP: Arrow Gate publishing just released a press release about my novel, ‘The Feet Of Darkness,’ Please click on this link http://uk.prweb.com/releases/thefeetofdarkness/arrowgatepublishing/prweb10879291.htm , share and do like Arrow Gate on Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Arrow-Gate-Publishing-Ltd/439011756170290 and follow on twitter, https://twitter.com/arrowgatebooks

Thanks for that friends!

Much Love, always! Don’t forget – live well.

🙂

Kramer’s Witches!

 

Examination of a Witch by T. H. Matteson, insp...

Examination of a Witch by T. H. Matteson, inspired by the Salem witch trials (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

I’m writing this in view of a post I read yesterday about the recent death of Margaret Thatcher where one blogger called her a witch. My post is NOT based on the former prime minister but on why women are prone to being called witches, whether they are one or not.

I don’t want to start a debate about witchcraft,  whether it exists or not nor whether you believe in God or not. Again, let me reiterate another fact, I don’t want this post to be long, so I’ll try to cram everything in as quickly as I can.

I watched a program recently on National Geographical channel (the few times I now watch TV) where Heinrich Kramer, an infamous witch hunter purportedly wrote ”The Malleus Maleficarium,” in 1486. Heinrich changed the thinking of generations of people in Europe and it’s alleged that over 60,000 innocent women died based on his ‘how to’ manual in capturing a witch.

‘Such graphic figures,’ you may exclaim but it’s true! Women were burnt at the stake based on the views of one eccentric man, a man who believed he knew it all. Many times, we’ve maligned people unjustly and unfairly (I’m not excluding myself from the bunch) We’ve all done it one time or the other and I think it’s fair to say, we’re not perfect.

Heinrich Kramer is dead, but he left a horrible scent of his evil journal, one wise woman said, ‘there is good in us all, we only need to look deeper.’

I hope we can find truth in those simple words.

Thanks for reading my post.

Much love, always! 🙂

Core…

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Prominence Earth (Photo credit: Lights In The Dark)

 I watched with mouth agape at the volcanic eruption as earth spurted in anger.

‘What’s this? Why so much anger, so much stress?’

‘Because I’ve been so unfairly treated,’ said Mr. Earth,

‘By who?,’ I asked in fear.

‘By the sons of men,’ Mr. Earth replied with an ancient growl

that ruled the waves of the sea.

‘I’m tired of the bloodshed, the hunger and the tears of the innocent,

men raping women, children killing adults and babies,

evil abounds and I’m losing my patience

my core will spill out and it’s not going to be pretty.’

I was quiet, staring in disbelief as the rain of fire intensified

I’ll better run, I mused and found out my feet was glued

to the ground as lava moved stealthily towards me.

‘Only a change of heart can save your planet,’

Mr. Earth’s eerie voice receded into

darkness and I woke up!

It was all a dream…