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IBB dose not support PMB for 2nd term.

Former Head of State, Ibrahim Badamosi Babangida (IBB), has
said he did not have a hand in the death of Moshood
Kashimawo Olawale (MKO) Abiola, acclaimed winner of the
June 12 1993 election.
The former military head said he received the news of MKO’s
death with shock, but without regret.

Contrary to believe that the late philanthropist was served
poisoned tea, IBB said he did not play a role if ever the rumour
was medically affirmed.
The revelation was made in an interview with ex-boss of The
Punch, Azu Ishiekwene.
IBB further spoke on his relationship with President
Muhammadu Buhari, Mamman Vasta, his childhood friend
executed on his orders as well as Sani Abacha, former military
ruler.
According to Ishiekwene’s interview, IBB revealed how former
Abia State Governor, Orji Uzor Kalu, arranged a meeting
between him and Buhari in 2006.
The ex-Commander-In-Chief spoke on the two ‘most traumatic’
coups during his eight-year regime – the Mamman Vatsa and
Gideon Orkar coups.
He disclosed that there was a meeting he had with Vatsa before
his trial began.
The Interview also covered Dele Giwa and the C130 Hercules
plane crash in Ejigbo, that killed 150 military officers dead.
On the agitation for Biafra and the turbulence within the
Southeastern region, IBB said there was no need for Biafra
agitation.
He also said he will support Igbo to take over power in 2019.

“I will vote for an Igbo president in 2019, if I find one, we do not
need this distraction now,” IBB noted.
It will be recalled that on Tuesday, Novermber 10, IBB said that
turned down an invitation by the PDP for a rebranding
conference.
The former military president, said that he would not seek any
political post again in Nigeria .

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