RAMBLINGS FROM AN UNPATRIOTIC MIND
Dear John Mikel Obi, in case you are reading this, I am very glad for you that you are now a British citizen. It is cheering news. I would have envied you but envy is not one of the fruit of the spirit. Believe me, you dont want to be enmeshed in the endless quagmire, skirmishes and uprisings or embroiled in the waves or sea current of the dirty water of Nigerian politics or kidnapped by some faceless individuals or robed into a certificate saga or robbed and maimed by robbers while your attackers remain at large and police keep looking for them till 2020. You are so damn lucky.
Sometimes in 2012, my then deputy editor, Chika gave me the task of covering the London Olympics(from base) while focusing on the reasons why foreign athletes of Nigerian descent were winning medals for other countries while our own athletes gave a poor outing except for the paralympics. It was an extensive and explosive report. The athletes were lured by better welfare package, quality training, good remuneration, scholarship etc those countries trained them and they remained loyal. Those athletes had naturalised too and they play for those countries even though they bear strong ties to their homeland, naija and bear nigerian names. So, John Mikel Obi, you were long overdue. Enjoy your new homeland.
I miss the life and times of Gani Fawehinmi, the late Lagos fiery lawyer, senior advocate of the masses who stood up to say his mind all the time not minding whose ox was gored. Who would stand up to this government to ask for the missing Chibok girls? Who would ask the president to declare the number of marriageable daughters or adopted girls or love children he has so that we’d know the chunk of taxpayer’s money that’d go into each society wedding at the National Christian Centre in FCT. Am appalled at the way he keeps having new daughters every year. Shouldnt he have declared them alongside his declaration of assets?(They are his assets too nah).
I met Gani physically at the Muson centre in Lagos sometimes in October 2012 at an award ceremony organised by the Civil Liberties Organization for an essay competition on child labour in Nigeria. In case you are wondering, yours truly was one of the recipients of the award(1st prize southwest geo-political zone). So, in the presence of the Norwegian Ambassador to Nigeria, the deputy governor of lagos(kofoworola bucknor akerele), minister of education(i think babalola borishade), Olisa Agbakoba, Ayo Obe, media etc, Gani stood up and boldly corrected someone who addressed Bucknor as ‘her excellency’. He said and i quote “you are not to address your governor or president as ‘excellency’ because it isnt written in the constitution, you should call them ‘Mr Governor or Mr President as the case may be. He got a standing ovation. Kofo was on her seat and couldnt do anything about it. Thus, she became Ms deputy governor throughout that day.
Again, he charged at the Education Minister’s speech after listening patiently, asking what happened to the 13percent of UNESCO allocation to our Education. Of course it became a hot argument. The rest is better imagined. Some folks watched a part of it on national TV.
Nobody has fitted into his shoe thus far.
Dear God, am i becoming addicted to political matters? Why am i sticking out my neck in the dark waters of Nigerian politics(Yetunde, this isnt you). I pondered this thoughts over and came to the following conclusions
Number one is that i am very angry, sorely vexed. I am sick and tired, then tired of being sick(like Femi Adesina, The Sun MD wrote) of the endless sensitivity of the government. This is the first time i am at the receiving end of a clueless government. Let’s go down memory lane, at the time of June 12, i was in primary 3. So i didnt understand the travails of that time or why people were cooking with sawdust or charcoal. There was food at the end so i was not bothered. When Obasanjo came into power in 1999, i was in senior school at the college of science(google which one i went to, there are many of them) so i just flowed with the general enthusiasm and excitement of the time. When he foisted Yaradua on us, l was in uni. Perhaps if Yaradua hadnt died, brother Ebele would have remained a toothless bulldog in Yaradua’s cabinet as the VP. While his boss had a seven point agenda, bro Ebele had the transformation agenda. He even opened a facebook page and wooed the youth.
But this time around, i am old enough, i have been in the media, i have witnessed things. And of course i have gone to eagle square to eat pounded yam(lol, my dad took me). I have gone for interviews at Lagos Airport Hotel, NTA channel 10, Lagos Sheraton and i have heard things which i do not want to write about here(hmm, i cant shout) so my anger or rant is justified.
Again, another reason could be that these issues could come up in tests or exams for me so i better write my test or report before i am asked to. Believe me, you dont want to be bored with details of my romance with political science, war strategy, international economic relations, logic and method of political enquiry, contemporary issues in world politics and the likes. Maybe these all fueled my desires. After Feb 14th, we can all move on. Then, i can write about the Adamus and Samailas in the core north. Or the evils that men have been perpetrating since 1930. Keep your fingers crossed.
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