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Governor Rauf Aregbesola saddened by his shortcomings




While delivering a Ramadan lecture at the Women Development Centre, Abuja, yesterday22nd of June, Governor Rauf Aregbesola expressed how sad he was over his failure in paying the remuneration allotted to his workers for the past seven months. He also revealed that loan of N25 billion from banks to support the federal allocations to pay salaries but that the banks have stopped lending money to the states.
"It is extremely painful that I cannot pay salary. It is painful that I have to be in this condition. I am not helpless because I have Allah and the people with me. And whoever has Allah and the people has everything. I didn’t envisage that 400,000 barrels of crude oil would be stolen daily. But the whipping boys must be the governors and I am the ‘Chief’ of the whipping boys,” he said.

Adding that the wage bill was N3.5billion monthly and that it’s been difficult paying these wages due to the dwindling allocation in spite of the increase in the Internally Generated Revenue (IGR) from N900 million to N8 billion annually.

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