Che Shangoole is only big in your imagination. The reserve area has becoem a problem anyone who kills someone escapes there and gets away and so on. Anyhow a clear security strategy needs to be put in place. I doubt its the clan issue, this is the pretext that these assasins hide in. I dont care what clan they are, they need to be taken care of.

Juje: adeer as usual you are not making any sense, and please dont refer to the city as North Galkacyu, that has been passed long ago. No body blames the clans of Galmudug for this , however all steps need to be taken, including closer cooperation between all the clans of Galkacyu district. The reserve area is a big problem, the corruption of the admin is the biggest issue. However I agree with Janagale this will wake us up, we lost a leader and should not lose another one. Juje refer to the title, the blame I have placed on the admin of the city and no one else, if you want to pick useless fights then by all means go ahead you wont get far.

A new local admin should be set up and preferably some one young, educated should be selected as the new mayor of the city. The revenues of the city which are huge [relative to Somalia] should be used to pay salaries and create jobs for the security forces. The sub-clan structures must be dismantled.

Uncle blames welfare system for loss of nephew. Selma Milovanovic IBRAHIM Khayre wipes away tears and shakes his head. To him, the story of his nephew, Yacqub Khayre, an accused terrorist, is one of a system that failed an intelligent boy. It is a story that began in the chaos of war in Mogadishu in 1991, when Ibrahim, who was already living in Australia, brought three-year-old Yacqub and the rest of the family here to save them. It continued in an unremarkable suburban house in Gladstone Park, where Yacqub grew up and was schooled locally, before becoming friends with Lebanese boys who were a ‘‘bad influence’’. This week, it ended in the arrest of Yacqub, 22, who is alleged to have travelled to his birthplace, Somalia, this year, where he attended a camp where ‘‘weapons and military training may have happened’’. At the same time, his co-accused allegedly sought a religious ruling to give the group, suspected members of jihadist sect al-Shabab, approval to attack the Holsworthy army base in Sydney and a military target in Victoria. Ibrahim Khayre is a law-abiding citizen who runs a coffee shop. He is not religious, looks after his family and otherwise keeps to himself. He migrated to Australia in 1985 and, in 1991, brought his brother, Yacqub’s father, to Australia along with the rest of the family. According to Somali custom, the children, including Yacqub, were looked after by Yacqub’s grandfather, Abdi, and his wife, in the house where Ibrahim also lived. Yacqub grew up to be a respectable, disciplined boy, who was nice to others and did well at school. But when he was in year 12, his grandfather, a major influence in his life, died and the boy lost his way. It was around this time, Ibrahim says, that his nephew began hanging out with the boys who were a ‘‘bad influence’’. He ran amok, his marks suffered. He stole Ibrahim’s car. Ibrahim rang the police in an effort to teach the boy a lesson about the law. But when he got to Broadmeadows police station to pick up his wayward nephew, the police said the boy did not want to see him. ‘‘He’s already talking to social workers, he wants to move out of your house,’’ police said, ‘‘I said, ‘this child is 17, he’s immature, we want him back.’ The police said, ‘the welfare is here, it’s in the government’s hands’. ‘‘I was crying in the police station and they were laughing at us. They considered us a bunch of undesirables and they knew nothing about him.’’ Ibrahim walked away, feeling betrayed by the system he was unable to change. In 2006, the police rang him, trying to track down Yacqub. ‘‘I said, I don’t know where he is. You took him from my house. He could be sleeping with terrorists for all I know.’’ A year earlier, the London underground bombings had happened. Ibrahim particularly remembered the stories of disaffected youth recruited by terrorists to kill innocents. He thought of those young men when the police rang him and wondered what was happening to his nephew. A year later, uncle and nephew met at Yacqub’s parents’ place, where the young man, now living by himself, was visiting. Ibrahim told him: ‘‘The freedom you’ve been given, Yacqub, is not a freedom to annoy or do wrong to others.’’ The next time Ibrahim heard of his nephew was on Tuesday, when a man showed him a newspaper front page in his coffee shop. Ibrahim thought back to that day when he sat at Broadmeadows police station crying, pleading to see his nephew. ‘‘We were let down by the system,’’ Ibrahim says. ‘‘The state who said we want to help, they did not. They left him out in the cold. It’s the Government that tied our hands.’’ Now, Ibrahim sits at home, plagued by insomnia, crying constantly. ‘‘When I brought in the newspaper, my 13-year-old son said, ‘Dad, we’ve been stigmatised, our name is bad’.’’ Ibrahim can’t connect the strange reality he suddenly finds himself in with his work as a community liaison officer in Somalia in the 1990s, where he worked with local elders to ensure Australian peacekeepers were not attacked. The Khayres lived in Mogadishu, but their tribe is originally from Baydo in Somalia’s south, known as the City of Death, where al-Shabab and other warring groups have killed scores of innocents. Ibrahim’s tears flow as he utters the words he says he thought he would never say. He regrets bringing his family to Australia, even though it saved their lives. ‘‘We are here to contribute, not to be destructive, but I wish I wasn’t here. ‘‘I understand now what Aborigines meant when they said their kids were stolen. We live in a system designed to take away our rights as a family. It is a system where a human becomes a commodity.’’ Source: theage.com.au

^^^Agreed the blame is on this useless admin, and the more useless "Nabadoon's" who are way too many and bring no Nabad. Its time for action, lets not forget what happened like all the other times. The city has to be hit with a hammer, grab all these criminals.

However has anyone seen Juje lately?

^^^Rudy your farts are even worse, it smells of clan bias rotten cheese.

^^^Trsut me if he does not do anything about Galkacyu he wont be re elected thats a fact there are many clan groupings who have power in Mudug/Nugaal from Galkacyu and they are watching what steps he takes.

The creative minds behind the poster are a dimwits, the joker as I have stated is not a socialist character nor is our President socialist. However the man is black and hence while every attack on Obama should not be defended by cries of racism I think there is some validity to this one. The President looks like a minstrel of old, you remember them don’t you?

I agree with you on this instance the President, his ministers of Interior and security must work out a coherent multifaceted strategy for the city of Galkacyu & the Mudug region. The neglect of the city in his tenure is telling and even his lack of ideas when he met the Mudug community was appalling. He has to do more the second largest city of the state is an important economic and security issue.

^^^He is not socialist dear, does not even have socialist inclinations. Also since when has the joker been a socialist?

Nigeria, one of the worlds most populous Muslim nations

Fulani warrior on horseback Sokoto leaders gathering Usman dan Fodio Shaihu Usman dan Fodio (Arabic: عثم ;ان بن فود ;ي ، عثم ;ان دان ; فود ;يو̴ 6;), born Usuman ɓii Foduye, (also referred to as Shaikh Usman Ibn Fodio, Shehu Uthman Dan Fuduye, or Shehu Usman dan Fodio, 1754 - 1817) was the founder of the Sokoto Caliphate in 1809, a religious teacher, writer and Islamic reformer. Dan Fodio was one of a class of urbanized ethnic Fulani living in the Hausa States in what is today northern Nigeria. A teacher of the Maliki school of law and the Qadiriyyah order of Sufism, he lived in the city-state of Gobir until 1802 when, motivated by his reformist ideas and under increased repression by local authorities, he led his followers into exile. This exile began a political and social revolution which spread from Gobir throughout modern Nigeria and Cameroon, and was echoed in an ethnicly Fula led Jihad movement across West Africa. Dan Fodio declined much of the pomp of rulership, and while developing contacts with religious reformists and Jihad leaders across Africa, he soon passed actual leadership of the Sokoto state to his son, Muhammed Bello. Dan Fodio wrote more than a hundred books concerning religion, government, culture and society. He developed a critique of existing African Muslim elites for what he saw as their greed, paganism, or violation of the standards of Sharia law, and heavy taxation. He encouraged literacy and scholarship, including for women, and several of his daughters emerged as scholars and writers. His writings and sayings continue to be much quoted today, and is often affectionately referred to as Shehu in Nigeria. Some followers consider dan Fodio to have been a Mujaddid, a divinely inspired "reformer of Islam".[2] Dan Fodio's uprising is a major episode of a movement described as the Fulani (Peul) Hegemonies in the Seventeenth, Eighteenth and Nineteenth centuries. It followed the jihads successfully waged in Fuuta-Ɓundu, Fuuta-Jalon and Fuuta-Tooro, between 1650 and 1750, which led to the creation of those three islamic states. In his turn, Shehu inspired a number of later West African jihads, including those of Masina Empire founder Seku Amadu, Toucouleur Empire founder El Hadj Umar Tall (who married one of dan Fodio's granddaughters), and Adamawa Emirate founder Modibo Adama.

Juje: My anger is extreme, but my suggestion is the only logical step. The city has been neglected over the past 4 years. Now its time for a rethink and radical steps need to be taken. The likes of Seefta-bananka may Allah give him peace, can not be killed and the criminals just walk into thin air. This weak admin, and the hapless elders need to go. This is not something new reer Mudug have been holding discussions for a while in the Diaspora and I have been privy to some important ones. The issues are really simple, there is a culture of impunity and an environment that criminals love to hide in. Its political, nothing to do with clans, and it has a simple solution.

War deg deg ah: Shirkii deg deg ahaa ee Golaha Wasiirada Puntland oo war ka soo baxay. 5. august 2009 Garowe(AllPuntland)- Shir deg deg ah oo ay yeesheen Xubnaha golaha Wasiirada ee dowladda Puntland ayaa lugu cambaareeyey talaabadii maanta lugu dilay Wasiirkii Warfaafinta ee dowladda Puntland Warsame Cabdi Shirwac, ayagoo ku sheegay talaabo Ugub ku ah deegaanada Puntland. Golaha Wasiirada ayaa Tacsi udiray dhamaanba Shacabka Puntland oo ay uga tacsi-siyeeyeen falkii maanta wasiirka lugu dilay, waxa ayna sheegeen in dilkan loo geystay Wasiirkan uu ahaa mid Siyaasad mug weyn ka dambeyso loona Adeegsaday dad kala duwan. Baaqa ka soo baxay dowladda Puntland ayaa lasheegay in lugu guda jiro baaritaan baahsan oo ku aadan cidii ka dambeysay, isla markaasna ay wadaan dadaalo ay ku ogaanayaan cidii ka dambeysay oo aysan Saxaafada ka sheegi doonin. " Gaalkacyo waxa ay kutaalaa Xadka waxa ayna xuduud lawadaagtaa Ismaamulka Soomaalida ee Itoobiya iyo Koonfurta dalka Soomaaliya, markaas waxaa horay udhacay dilal badan oo bareer ah oo ay ku jiraan Odayaal dhaqmeedyo, Ganacsato iyo Siyaasiin oo dhamaantood dilkoodu ka dambeeyey Siyaasad" Ayaa lugu yiri Bayaan ka soo baxay dowladda Puntland. Dowladda Puntland bayaankeeda ayaa ka dambeeyey markii maanta gudaha Magaalada Gaalkacyo si bareer ah loogu toogtay Wasiirkii Warfaafinta, Hidaha, Dhaqanka iyo Isgaarsiinta Warsame Cabdi Shirwac oo lugu toogtay gudaha magaalada Gaalkacyo, ilaa hadana dowladda Puntland ma aysan shaacin cidii ka dambeysay dilkaasi. F. C. Maxamed AllPuntland

The killing of our Minister today is another episode in the political assasinations carried out in the city of Galkacyu. The lack of response on the part of the admin means its time for a rethink. The mayor, governor of Mudug, Police and security officers need to resign. Also the old Nabadoon's of the region need to be sidelined. A firm arm is needed. No longer can the status quo be accepted. Turn the city into a Military zone and cut of the snakes inside it.

That's an isolated incident in Galkacyu. Enjoy your stay.

Nice one Layzy. She has always been a true believer in the restoration of the state and a supporter of Sharif. The problem is there is something wrong with the system as NN said Nd he needs to get rid of allot of rotten apples. The likes of Ibbi, Sharif Sakin must go.

Allah ha u naxaristo , a leader of men he was. I am more than shocked at the news of his murder. The city needs to be tamed once and for all.

Nice pics post more.

^^^Nicely put sir. Meiji jas no argument and is paroting the same fearful lines we have become used to.

Thus the legend of Sundiata Keita the first Mansa of Mali and one of Duke’s all time historical hero's. In this thread I will explore the lives and events of historic figures that have intrigued me from my youth. These will often not be the ones made famous by western historical bias but important figures who have shaped the destiny of millions and touched the world in their own unique way.

SUNDIATA - KEITA: THE LION KING source Nare Fa Maghan -- the son of a long lineage of distinguished hunters known for their skill, bravery and ability to communicate with spirits -- ruled over Mali beginning in 1200. Although he had adapted the Islam religion, he still believed in the world of spirits. A hunter from the north came with a prophecy that two hunters would come to the king with a very ugly woman whom he must marry, for she would bear him Mali's greatest king ever. Maghan's totem animal was the Lion. When two hunters appeared with a hunchback woman, they explained to the king that this woman, Sogolon Kedju, was the human double for a buffalo that had ravaged the land of Do. The hunters felled the buffalo and brought the woman to Mali for she had extraordinary powers. Honoring the prophecy, Maghan married Sogolon and the soon conceived a child. King Maghan's first wife, Sassouma, was jealous; she wanted her son, Dankaran Touman to claim the crown of Mali. Sassouma plotted to kill Sogolon, but the buffalo woman's powers were too great, and the boy was born. He was named Mari Diata, but people called him Sogolon Diata, and eventually, Sundiata. Sassouma was relieved when the new child turned out to be lazy, gluttonous and ugly. Sundiata could not walk and rarely spoke. Still, honoring the prophecy, the dying king gave the boy the gift of a griot named Balla Fasseke, the son of his own griot, believing one day he would be king. However, when the king died, his first wife saw to it that her son, Dankaran claimed the throne. Sundiata, still on all fours was helpless. One day, when Sogolon cried in anger from the insults she and her son had receive, Sundiata said, "Cheer up, Mother. I am going to walk today." Sundiata had a blacksmith make him a heavy iron rod. With trembling legs, he lifted himself, much to the amazement of onlookers, bending the rod into a bow in the process. His griot composed and sung, "The Hymn to the Bow," on the spot-- a hymn still a part of the musical epic of Sundiata sung by griots over eight hundred years later. Now that Sundiata was capable of taking the throne he became a threat to the false king Dankaran and his plotting mother, Sassouma. Sundiata's mother decided to take her son into exile for safety until the time came for him to claim his crown. Before they could leave, Dankaran sent Balla Fasseke, Sundiata's griot, and Sundiata's half sister to the sorcerer king, Suomaoro Kante, of the Sosso who had been threatening all of the kingdoms with his growing army. Sundiata came to manhood while traveling through kingdoms hundreds of miles away, learning to hunt, fight and wield proverbs of wisdom of his ancestors. One day in a far off kingdom of Mema, Sundiata discovered people selling baobob leaves in the market. He knew they had to be from Mali. The seller told him that the evil king, Suomaoro of Sosso, had conquered Mali and sent Dankaran into exile. On the eve Sundiata was to depart from Mema, his mother died. All this time, Sundiata's griot and half-sister remained captives in Soumaoro's court. The brave griot entered the sorcerer king's secret chamber one day and found poisonous snakes writhing in urns, and owls standing over the seven heads of the nine kings Soumaoro had beaten. In the midst of this, Balla Fasseke saw the biggest balafon (a balafon is a wooden xylophone and probably the original griot instrument) which produced a magnificent sound that charmed the snakes and owls. When Soumaoro returned he was livid to find the griot in his chamber. Realizing his danger, Balla Fasseke improvised a praise song to Soumaoro so clever that he made Balla his griot, making war between Soumaoro and Sundiata inevitable. On his way home, Sundiata gathered fighters, archers and horsemen. At Tabon, near the Malian city of Kita, Sundiata's army attacked Soumaoro's forces, sending Soumaoro's army into retreat. In the next confrontation, Sundiata and Soumaoro came face to face. Sundiata dominated, but Soumaoro was able to escape using his own magic. Sundiata felt despair. As Sundiata's army grew, he summoned soothsayers to counsel him on harnessing supernatural powers. At their advice, he ordered the sacrifice of 100 white oxen, 100 white rams, and 100 white cocks. When the slaughter began, Sundiata's griot and half sister returned -- having escaped the city of the evil king. She told Sundiata, that she had been forced to marry Soumaoro, but in doing so, she had found out the secret of is magic. His sacred animal was the cock--this animal had the power to destroy Soumaoro. Armed with this knowledge, Sundiata made a wooden arrow attaching a white cock's spur to the tip. Soumaoro and Sundiata came to battle again in Kirina. The two men observed the ritual of declaring war by sending an owl into each other's encampment, delivering messages of bravado. Having declared their intentions, the war began. During the battle, Sundiata aimed his special arrow and fired, the cock's spur grazing the shoulder of Soumaoro, and all was lost for the Sosso king. When Sundiata reached Soumaoro's city and opened his secret chamber, the snakes and owls were nearly dead. Victorious Sundiata invited all the leaders from the twelve kingdoms of the savanna who helped him to come to Kaba, a city in old Mali. There, he told them they could keep their kingdoms, but would join in a great empire. ("Mali: Africa's..." 1996-97)

The Mali Empire The Mali Empire or Manding Empire or Manden Kurufa was a West African civilization of the Mandinka from c. 1230 to c. 1600. The empire was founded by Sundiata Keita and became renowned for the wealth of its rulers, especially Mansa Musa I. The Mali Empire had many profound cultural influences on West Africa allowing the spread of its language, laws and customs along the Niger River. The Mali empire extended over an area larger than western Europe and consisted of numerous vassal kingdoms and provinces