Witt and Wittier Films

 from Justice Okoro A jobless man applied for the position of "office boy" at a large company in Lagos. The employer said. ”Give me your email address, and I’ll send you the application to fill in.” The man replied, “I don’t have a computer, or an email.”  “I’m sorry,” said the employer, “if you don’t have an email , you can't have the job.” The man left with no hope. With only N3400 in his pocket, he went to a poultry farm, bought one crate of egg, then started frying and selling them within the nearest campus In two hours, he doubled his capital. He repeated this 3 times and returned home with N10,200. The man realized that he could survive this way. He started to go everyday earlier and returned late. 15 years later, he had built one of the biggest food retail companies within the campus. He started to plan his family’s future and decided to get life insurance. He called an insurance broker and chose a protection plan.  The conversation concluded, the broker asked him ...

  Life is a configuration, or rather a reconfiguration of personality as you work through the various stages of the understanding of that life. From baby bottle to Ensure, adjustments must be made if one is going to insure themselves against the ravages of old age. Insure means “protect against loss, damage, or injury” or “provide or obtain insurance on.”   Ensure means “make certain that something will occur.”     Insurance can help but be aware that the conditions of life are precariously balanced between changing human understanding as the years roll by.  As age rears its ugly head  even the most loyal gym member will realize that “E. D.” is not the abbreviation for “education.”  If you aren’t there yet, please understand it comes for us all. And you get a senior discount at the grocery store when you pick up your Ensure.   The presentation of self is paramount. We’ve all seen the octogenarian purporting to be in the best time of their life. Cl...

  John 1:5 The LIGHT (of our Lord, Jesus) SHINES in the darkness, and the darkness can NEVER extinguish it. As BELIEVERS in the Mighty God of Heaven…and committed FOLLOWERS of our King of Glory, Jesus…it is our mission to take up our “Spiritual Weapons” of war and step into the Devil’s darkness with BOLDNESS, TRUTH, POWER…and His LIGHT. Even those hiding within the shadows of this World cannot escape the BRILLIANCE and MAGNIFICENCE of the message of SALVATION through Jesus. Have a BLESSED Saturday Y’all!!! Go SHINE your LIGHT today. VQ

  From: Arla Gwen Something that a sickening majority doesn't understand is that time is the most valuable gift one can ever give. Donating money is the easiest act of kindness... Back in the 1960s and 70s, when he was perhaps the biggest movie star in the world, Steve McQueen had a habit of demanding free items in bulk from studios as a condition of appearing in their films, usually regular, day-to-day items like blue jeans, electric razors, and other common hygiene products. McQueen would then donate the items to the California Junior Boys' Republic (today just called Boys' Republic), a reform school in Chino Hills, California. As a troubled youth who had endured a tumultuous, abusive childhood, and had numerous brushes with the law beginning as early as age 9, McQueen had been remanded to the school by his mother and stepfather as a teen, and credited it with helping him turn his life around. He was also known to visit the school periodically to spend time talking to the...

      Sometimes inspiration comes from God, but sometimes it comes from experience. Like all supposed grandparents I doted on the little creatures scurrying around the house disrupting my life at every twist and turn. Reminded me daily that I’m just “An Old Man,” and that they, the wise and omnipotent Zoomers will realign society in such a way that history and gender recognition will disappear and what man has developed since that asteroid whacked the dinosaurs will be of no consequence. Accordingly, I developed a fraternal organization for the preservation of sanity, history, and mom’s apple pie I lovingly call the M.O.B. or the Mean Old Bastards! God Bless whatever’s left of America!   I had an epiphany, or rather an epiphany had me. People don’t realize it, but epiphanies don’t always come from within but from without. Without common respect, love, or reason. Which are exactly what grandkids will give you if you give them enough time, and of course enough of your ...

  Remember that pendulum I’ve told you about? Well, it didn’t go away. There was a study done way back on workers in a factory situation. I, myself have done time in Austin call centers, and I’m here to tell you, if you wanna see stressed out you don’t have to look much farther than a call center. The very nanosecond you end one call another one begins. And the caller has been hanging on the “call tree” like a Rhesus Monkey for a full minute. What could possibly go wrong? Click Image for Video   Anyway, the study aforementioned was how to release the stress on someone who’s only claim in life was putting the left rear tire on a Chevy as it rolled by on an assembly line over, over, and over again. After much study it had been arrived upon to increase the lighting ever so slightly. And voila! Production increased ever so slightly. If a little light was good a little more would be a little better. Voila voila! More wheels on the deal. Cars jumped off the assembly line and America...

  Click Image for Kielia Trailer Contrary to some reports I did not write “Kielia!” I rarely, if ever consent to interviews. There are many reasons for this, but paramount among them is the fact that after fifty-five years in the entertainment industry I am probably the most politically incorrect person you’d ever meet. When I went to Nashville I wanted to be a “Willie Nelson.” Unfortunately they already had a Willie Nelson and that slot was filled. I will not tell you how many songs I’ve written, just know that there are more than Willie, but he had the deal, and well, I did not!   So, I turned to Adult Country Comedy. Now working under the formidable shadow of Saint Roy Acuff I had certain limitations as to what I could put out to the public should I ever hoped to get distribution beyond the walls of a restroom stall at the bus station, but God Bless America and all those other myths I stood my ground and subsequently there was well under a million copies of my album sold. ...