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The truth really is, who is this Reno Omokiri. How can just one person gather so much pudrit junk and mess. How can an individual be so velified even by his friends. There honestly must be something unstable about such an individual.
The truth about Reno Omokri is sad.
I’ve seen it up close. Last year, on his birthday safari in Kenya. He stayed at my home in Texas. Most recently, he hosted me in Abuja.
Reno doesn’t lie like most liars. He lies calm, cool, constant. Up close, he’s reptilian. Chilling. Soulless. Yet so charming.
Once, he posted a video flaunting luxury cars, claiming they were his. Two belonged to a friend of mine. Reno visited, rode in them, filmed them, and claimed ownership. A total fabrication. I stayed quiet then but started watching closely.
On my recent fact-finding trip about Nigeria’s persecution crisis, he promised meetings with Tinubu, NSA Ribadu, and the Sultan of Sokoto. None happened. Looking back, those promises were props for his narrative—for clout and manipulation.
(At his birthday last year, big names showed up expecting Goodluck Jonathan. That was a lie. They left fast, dodging his shameless PR stunt. They thanked me for showing them the quickest escape route on a map.)
In Abuja, after 30 hours of travel, Reno pulled me into a photo-op with the compromised CAN chairman. I barely got 60 seconds to change my shirt. He whispered, “Don’t mention you just arrived.” In the meeting, he implied we’d been there longer. He took credit for trips I’ve funded, planned, and endured over six years — presenting it as part of the “fact finding mission” that he had organized. He repeated this with the next group.
On live TV, he called me the current mayor of Blanco, Texas. False. He knows it. He also said I’m a Republican mayor—we don’t even have partisan municipal elections. I haven’t been active in any party for 30 years. He claimed I’m a personal friend of Ted Cruz. Also false. I shook Cruz’s hand in a receiving line a decade ago. That’s it.
He introduced my travel companion as a prominent Republican filmmaker. Not true. My friend does hobby projects, nothing major in decades. I don’t know what party he favors.
How do you know if Reno Omokri is lying? His lips are moving.
This isn’t bitterness. It’s accountability.
When someone denies genocide, twists truth, and poses as a “Christian voice,” character matters.
“The one who practices deceit shall not dwell in My house; he who speaks lies shall not continue before My eyes” (Psalm 101:7).
Reno, I don’t hate you. But I can’t cover for you. I’ve seen too much.
Lying to inflate yourself is one thing. Lying to cover up the Christian genocide raging in Nigeria is a bridge too far.
People must know Reno Omokri is a pathological, habitual, calculating, self-serving liar—from someone who knows him personally—so they won’t trust his sleazy attempts to bury the blood of tens of thousands of Nigerian martyrs with the manure spewing from his mouth. It’s hard to fathom. I’ve never seen anything so stone-cold evil.
If he doesn’t repent, Omokri will go down as Nigeria’s Joseph Goebbels, cast into the lake of eternal fire.
He’s gaslighting a nation while Christians and innocent Nigerians suffer.
Reno Omokri has the blood of innocents on his lying tongue. He doesn’t care. What’s an ocean of martyrs’ blood to him, so long as he secures the phantom appointment Tinubu dangles before him? I’m convinced he sees the victims as lesser humans. A pure sociopath.
Most Nigerians view him as a perpetually flip-flopping court jester. But wth his latest flip into the killing fields, he is now more like Stephen King‘s IT – an evil clown, in the gutter, luring innocent people to their death.
Reno claims he keeps meticulous records. So do I. This could get fun. 👍🏽
By the way, his grand plan is to run for vice president under NSA Ribadu. 🤣
I almost hope it happens. Nigerians worldwide—from the highest to the lowest—revile him as a self-deluded tool. An emasculated, narcissistic peacock. Peter Obi’s used toilet paper would poll better. Even soggy, it has more integrity.
But if you’re a Nigerian reading this, you probably already knew that.
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In the light of the revelations made by Mike Arnold about Reno Omokri, it has become necessary that I REPRESENT my post of JUNE 14, which every word has been confirmed by Arnold: RENO is indeed a SCAM and SCUM!
Reno Oh Mockery
Reno Omokri, you are a classic case study in psychological projection — an insecure man so desperate to escape his own failures that he accuses others of the very flaws that define him.
Credibility and Reno Omokri in the same grammatical environment? Oh, what a mockery. That’s an oxymoron so wild it should be banned by both logic and language.
Reno, you need help. Whether clinical or spiritual, that’s for you to decide. But what’s beyond dispute is that you are a master of treachery, a Judas Iscariot — an unrepentant opportunist whose reputation precedes him like a foul stench. Even those smiling beside you today do so with suspicion, fully aware that your loyalty is as steady as quicksand.
You claim my principal has been “good” to you? Let’s not pretend. That phone call you trumpet was likely just another pit stop in your never-ending pilgrimage for personal ‘goodness.’ Your kind of goodness isn’t ethical — it’s transactional, scavenging like a hyena sniffing out its next meal.
You also said you never attack your friends unless they strike first. Really? Then what did Peter Obi ever do to deserve your endless, pedestrian, vitriolic, and arcebic attacks? Or was his popularity simply a threat to your ego?
You parade yourself as a pastor, but you are a pastor just like Simon the Sorcerer. Your fidelity to God, truth, and even family is non-existent. A man who has no qualms about having two wives preaching morality to others? That’s comedy dipped in hypocrisy. And now, you want a political wife in Tinubu and a side chick in Atiku? Sorry, Reno. Nigeria isn’t your polygamous playground. That riverside romance has failed — spectacularly. Ashawo kobo kobo!
But since you seem obsessed with the idea of credibility, here’s a challenge: instead of clowning around on the imaginary Lagos-Calabar expressway, why not explain how Government College Lagos managed to award a certificate to “Bola A. Tinubu” in 1970 — two full years before the school was established?
Better still, if you really care about truth and character, join the call for the FBI to release Tinubu’s drug records in the United States. Or has your newfound loyalty erased your former fire and fury about his criminal past?
Atenu like you flip opinions faster than a wind-tossed leaflet.
You speak of credibility “unlike others.” Others like who, Reno? The very people you once stood with before you betrayed them for crumbs and clout?
Let it be clear: you are expendable, Reno. Loud, treacherous, desperate — and utterly irrelevant. No amount of delusion or self-adulation will save you from that truth.
Reno, oh, Reno, what a Mockery!
Paul O Ibe
