There Is Life After Power, By Dele Momodu

Fellow Africans, I have often wondered about what is the matter with most African leaders and rulers that they love to cling to power, by fire by force, as if their very lives depended on it. An average African leader will never quit power voluntarily, and enjoy a standing ovation, as well as everlasting adulation, no matter the situation. He would rather subject his country to sorrow, tears and blood, just for him to remain in power. One of the earliest spiritual teachings I learnt as a kid was the Biblical aphorism: “The Lord giveth, the Lord taketh!” Whatever has a beginning must have an end. No matter how long you spend in power, you must quit one day, voluntarily, or involuntarily, when your time is up. And your time is up when the Law say it is, not when age or extraneous forces, like coups dictate truncate your heinous rule. Why then, you may ask, can’t mere mortals understand and appreciate this dictum and spare their people the agony of many years of misrule and sit-tight syndrome?

Let me emphasise that it is not how long you govern that matters but how well. Every leader must decide how he wishes to be remembered. It is pertinent for every leader to consider this and decide on what he can do very quickly to attract eternal grace and praise. Anyone who has studied the history of power would readily know how time flies indeed. Since Nigeria’s return to democratic rule in 1999, President Olusegun Obasanjo has come and left. President Umaru Musa Yar’Adua has come and departed. President Goodluck Ebele Goodluck has done his bit and retired. President Muhammadu Buhari has nearly spent half of his first term, just like that. This confirms my thesis about how quickly time evaporates.

But I’m happy to meet a man who has demonstrated that you come, you serve, you go. It has been a privilege for me to know and work closely with His Excellency, former President John Dramani Mahama of Ghana, before he quit office and now that he has. He is an eloquent example of how a responsible leader should behave in power and afterwards. I met him shortly before he became the Vice President of the Republic of Ghana. Though a Member of Parliament and Minister at the time, he was reluctant to accept the position. I was invited to his home by our mutual friend, Mr Victor Smith, later the High Commissioner of Ghana to the United Kingdom. Mahama and I became friends instantly. I discovered a personable gentleman who did not see power as a big deal other than as a call to service.

As fate would have it, a man who reluctantly became Vice President would later be catapulted to the seat of President and Commander-in-Chief, without lifting a finger, after the unfortunate death of his boss and mentor, President John Evans Atta-Mills, of blessed memory. In a jiffy, and without much ado, he settled down quickly to serious work, and continued from where his boss stopped. He not only mapped out his priorities but he produced a road map to achieve them. He understood what Ghana needed to join the comity of other nations in the march towards superlative development and pursued his mission rigorously and vigorously.

He made infrastructure development the cardinal principle of his government and stayed glued to it stubbornly no matter how much others preferred stomach infrastructure. He told his people the bitter truth at every point. He spoke what no politician would have said and what the citizens would not like to hear. Mahama was a man in a hurry to build a new Ghana. His dream was to surpass the commendable work of his predecessors, especially that of the father of modern Ghana, Osagyefo Dr Kwame Nkrumah. Like all mortals, Mahama was not a perfect human being. He had his foibles but was rigidly committed to his developmental projects. He was accused of overlooking the excesses of some of his close disciples who were accused of corruption. Many expected him to spend time pursuing corrupt people, making heads roll and if necessary make blood flow. However, Mahama chose to concentrate on his goal of societal development through revamping the economy, infrastructure creation and firming up of institutional structures. He was content to leave the established enforcement institutions to tackle all the corruption once he strengthened the system. He said he knew it was not the job of the executive arm to prosecute and convict and so would not be distracted, or bogged down by a job that largely belongs to other arms, especially the independent and impartial Police and judiciary.

Mahama worked as if he had a premonition of the electoral hurricane that would eventually blow him away, unmindful of his stellar achievements. He modernised the Kotoka International Airport monumentally. Built new regional hospitals. Added about 800 megawatts of electricity to the national grid. He pursued rural electrification with uncommon gusto. Regraded many roads and established new ones. Upgraded many educational institutions and paid more attention to technical schools in order to train and graduate world-class engineers and artisans. He provided an enabling environment for agriculture to thrive. Access to data services became widespread in rural areas.

On the foreign scene, he opened Ghana to all Africans who are now able to obtain visa on arrival without stress. He stabilised the Ghanaian currency, Cedis, and investors made Ghana a preferred choice because of its stability and tranquillity. He welcomed non-Ghanaians with open arms. He doused the perennial tension between Ghanaians and Nigerians. He encouraged Nigerian businesses to blossom. As a gesture of genuine goodwill, he awarded the highest civilian honour in Ghana to the spirit of Africa, Dr Michael Adeniyi Agbolade Isola Adenuga, a business prodigy, who has quietly affected Africa with his closely guarded treasure.

As audacious as Mahama was in the area of infrastructure development, he was not able to balance this with putting cash in people’s pockets. The unemployed youths kicked, shouting that they preferred jobs. His explanation that infrastructure would lead to jobs fell on deaf ears. More hospitals, he enjoined, will employ more doctors, nurses, pharmacists, health technicians, administrators, paramedics and so on; more schools would absorb teachers and students alike as well as the requisite support staff; construction would attract engineers of various disciplines, artisans and others. For him, it was only a matter of time before the jobs sought by the restive youths would come. The long and short of it was that he achieved his dream of modernising Ghana but lost his plum job. His humongous work will never be forgotten and he would always be remembered as Nkrumah II, as he is now fondly called. History has only repeated itself because Nkrumah the Great suffered a similar fate when he was similarly chased out of power. But Nkrumah became apotheosised only thereafter. Everything he did was criticised but the landmarks are there till this day.

Mahama has become a global citizen after leaving power. Since he handed over on January 7, 2017, he has moved from being a Ghanaian leader to being a much sought after international statesman. I’ve been greatly inspired by his meteoric rise on the world stage. I’ve travelled extensively with him in the last two and half months. The usual Nigeriaphobia has never affected our relationship. Mahama is a rare species and a true Christian who practices the tenets of love. I’m proud to stand with him all the way. His speeches flow from his heart. He speaks extempore and has the facts and figures in his head. We have spent the last one week crisscrossing the best of American institutions. He spoke and lectured, as the situation demanded, at Harvard, MIT, Boston University, University of Chicago, Chicago State University, The Institute of Politics, The Africa International House, and Northwestern University Kellogg School of Management.

Former Obama strategist, David Axelrod, summed up the story of Mahama, when he climbed the stage to commend his speech at the Institute of Politics, Chicago, delivered to a packed audience of American scholars and influential leaders: “I don’t know what happened in Ghana but if a vote were conducted here, majority would vote for you.” Mahama’s speech was simply awesome. He captured and wowed his audience. The Question and Answer session was gripping. Mahama was honest and candid. He autographed his autobiography, MY FIRST COUP D’ETAT. It was such a glorious and victorious trip.

As someone said, Mahama has glamorised life outside power so much that no African leader should be scared of losing election and fearing what the future holds. If you have done well, the world will be your oyster!  Mahama’s own reaction continues to resonate: Your duty as a leader is to come, serve and go…” I concur.

 

Home – The Madness Only Home Understands, By Pius Adesanmi

It all started yesterday afternoon with my feeling cheated that I paid for my car when I bought it in 2014 and nobody warned me that there are parts of it that I will never get to use because of the culture of obodo oyibo.

If you sell me a car, and the culture of your society says that I will never get to use the horn, should you not have deducted the cost of that useless, extraneous part from the overall price of the car? This is car number 6 or 7, since my student jalopy days back in British Columbia. Six cars, twenty years, two countries (Canada and the US) and I can’t remember ever having had to honk, sorry, to horn.

Yesterday, I had had enough. Besides, there was this sudden, urgent, raw hunger of the soul for the chaotic symphony of car horns in the streets of homeland, especially Lagos. The musical composition that a Lagos driver cannot deliver with his car horn has not yet been composed by any musician. And the beauty of it all is that he absolutely does not need to horn most of the time he does it. Gestural noise pollution is part of the prosody of impunity that only his Nigerian culture underwrites with its own esoteric logic – incomprehensible to the outsider.

On the drive home, I think it was my spirit that took over the car. I headed to the woods, far from civilization, far from where I could disturb anybody. I parked and started to recreate all kinds of symphonies in e flat major and e flat minor with my car horn.

Then I tried apala with my car horn – to ba gba kobo kan abo mi o le fe.

Then I tried fuji with my car horn – I wanna de le se Papa Tosibe o, I wanna de le se tosibe ventures.

Then I tried Dagrin, Banky W, Olumide, and 9ce.

Then my soul was satisfied that I had had enough psychic communion with the decibel chaos of my birth land, away from the order of Ottawa where the car horn is useless.

Feeling satisfied, I made to leave. The uniformed security guard arrived. Apparently, I wasn’t on some unclaimed forest patch like I had imagined. I was on guarded private wooded property.

Sir, are you alright?

I assured him there was no problem. He did not believe me. He said I was honking loudly and desperately for nearly two minutes before he set out to investigate where the commotion was coming from.

You are sure you are not stranded sir? Did you miss your way? Engine fault with your car?

I reassured him again. Then the oddity of telling him that I drove all the way from Ottawa into the woods here for the express purpose of honking. Seeing that he was still incredulous, I assured him that I didn’t need the sort of help he was now certainly thinking of.

I brought out my phone to see if I had signal. Luckily, there was signal. I went to YouTube and randomly looked for a Lagos traffic honking scene. I found what I was looking for – a Lagos symphony orchestra of a thousand drivers honking needlessly in free flowing traffic. I showed him.

This is my homeland, I said, this is what I missed so badly I had to drive here to recreate it.

We both burst out laughing. A jolly good fellow he was.

Ah, I understand, he said.

No you don’t sir, I replied. You are just being sympathetic to me. You have to be home to understand what I have just shown you. Home is the madness that only home understands. You have to be Nigerian to understand what brought me to this wood to embrace noise.

We laughed again.

I shook his hand warmly.

And drove off.

Senator Babafemi Ganiyu Ojudu @ 56

My path crossed yours when you were ‘MR’ and the relationship continued unabated till this moment without any break whatsoever. What gave birth to the genesis of our relationship was the ugly image our dear state was characterised with as at that time and a replay of it which is unfortunately in progress at the moment.

As a young graduate, an activist and a student’s union leader, I was looking for Ekiti individuals that were selfless, courageous, motivating, bold, brilliant and balanced to support my course in ending the impunity and theatrical show of shame in our state, without mincing words, your name appeared on top of the list. I came to your office at The News Magazine, Acme Road, off Agidingbi road, we were ushered in and as you were busy attending to many assignments regarding news to be published, and you ensured your attention was given to us. As a young but jobless graduate with a tattered jeans and dilapidated shoe, you accorded me respect I didn’t deserve. Since then, the relationship has grown beyond my expectation. The chronicles of subsequent happenings to be relayed in no distant future.
When I was leaving the shore of Nigeria, your moral support was invaluable and undoubtedly contributed to my success in all fronts. Immediately after my master’s degree in Edinburgh, I was nominated as the ‘Excel Student of the Year’. I placed a call to you immediately and said “this is dedicated to you”. Your joy knew no bound and further words of encouragement from you came as usual. You were still in your cherished and adored journalism then. Your sojourn in Nigerian political route today has not changed Mr Babafemi Ojudu that I knew then, neither has the euphoria of senatorial title or presidential aide affected your original, factual, truthful and frank qualities in you.
It was even when you became a senator that you invited me for a talk and during the discussion, people were coming in, you did not hesitate in inviting me to the inner room, this is a rare quality. As fate would have it, I ventured into journalism by publishing a magazine. I informed you and you gave me an indispensable advice which piloted the business to a greater height. When it was time to launch the magazine in Lagos- Nigeria, you came all the way from Abuja to Lagos as the chief launcher. What else do I expect from a man who gives me his time, attention and love?
One thing that has remained germane in my thought is that an Ekiti man that one can show off with, that we can showcase without hesitation and capable of representing Ekiti is Babafemi Ojudu. What a leader? You never severe our relationship because I did not cross to the side you are politically.
I celebrate you today as you clock 56 in good health, higher position and in hope of highest seat.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIR…..

Yemi Ayodele AYENI

To Dino’s People: This Is Not Amodi, By Pius Adesanmi.

Thanks to Bamidele Ademola-Olateju for letting me in on Dino’s latest video. It is obvious he crossed the market on his way to the office to record the video. We can only appeal to his people to take care of their son. What they see is amodi, what outsiders see is totally different.

To those Kogi West folks grumbling and squirming, stop agonizing and organize. No Senator has ever been recalled in Nigeria since 1999 because the procedure is cumbersome and a Senator has enough stolen money to scuttle the process. In the case of Kogi West, Saraki will also certainly try to scuttle a recall. A criminal of Saraki’s standing cannot afford to lose a supporting criminal of Dino’s calibre.

However, you must understand the psychology of your rulers. They always bet on your fatalism and submission. What can we do? They are too powerful?

You need to start with a signature drive. Half of those registered to vote in his constituency must sign a recall petition for it to be activated. There are other steps. Here they are:

1 More than half of the registered voters in the Senator’s senatorial district write, sign and send a petition to the Chairman of the Independent National Electoral Commission, INEC alleging their loss of confidence in the senatorial

2 The petition must be signed, and arranged according to polling units, wards, Local Government Areas, and constituency.

3 INEC notifies the Senator sought to be recalled, stating that it has received a petition for his or her recall, if the petition is valid

4 INEC issues a public notice or announcement stating the date, time and location of the verification of signatures to the petition

5 INEC verifies the signatures to the petition at the designation. The signatories must be individuals who appear on the voters’ register.

6 INEC conducts a referendum if more than one half (50% + 1) of the signatories are verified

7 INEC writes to the petitioners stating that the minimum requirements for a referendum were not met, if the number verified is less than one half of the registered voters in that constituency. The petition will therefore be dismissed.

8 INEC conducts a referendum within 90 days of receipt of the petition if the minimum requirements for a referendum are met. The referendum will be a simple yes or no vote on whether the Senator should be recalled, and will be decided by simple majority of the votes of the persons registered to vote in that Senator’s constituency.

9 If majority of the voters in the constituency vote ‘yes’ the Chairman of the INEC will send a Certificate of Recall to the Senate President to effect the recall.

10 The Senate President will show affected senator the way out of the Senate.

 

Ile-Ife: Peace of Graveyard? By Wole Olaoye

When there is a clash between people of different tribes, the tendency is for commentators and even official interventionists to side with their own tribe or the tribe closely associated with theirs. In this ‘to-your-tents-oh-tribesmen’ stance, truth is usually the first casualty. (Our educated interlocutors  below deploy words; their uneducated tribesmen deploy guns and machetes and knives and charms and God knows what else.)

Akanmu: So, it is the turn of Ile-Ife to taste crisis now, ehn?

Dan-Azumi: And to think it started as a quarrel between two people. Did you hear the full story?

Akanmu: Perhaps I should hear your version.

Dan-Azumi: Not my version. The official report by the police.

Akanmu: Which police? The same sectional police that has taken sides in the conflict? Tell me. I’m listening.

Dan-Azumi: You see, the matter should never have degenerated to this level at all. One Yoruba woman named Kubura Saka had a disagreement with one Hausa boy, Abubakar Mohammed, for littering the front of her shop and she slapped him.

Akanmu: Who slapped who? I’m told it was Abubakar that assaulted the woman first.

Dan-Azumi: I’m telling you what the official report says. Kubura recruited her Yoruba kinsmen from a nearby motor park and they thoroughly beat up Abubakar Mohammed. That was the little spark that started the mayhem. Kubura is the wife of a member of the National Union of Road Transport Workers (NURTW), Akeem Eluwole, popularly known as Escort.

Akanmu: What I heard was that Abubakar beat up Kubura and Kubura’s husband stormed the area to retaliate. If your wife was assaulted, wouldn’t you defend her? You see, all this violence is getting too much now. Today it is Agatu, tomorrow it is Ebonyi, next tomorrow it is Zaki-Biam. I never used to know northerners to be like this. There is a wave of violent campaign gaining currency among northern communities whether they are herdsmen or territory hunters.

Dan-Azumi: You see, you’re comparing oranges and apples. This has nothing to do with herdsmen.

Akanmu: I know! But the pattern is troubling. Killings every time. My people say if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, it is a duck.

Dan-Azumi: No. There is really no serious problem between the Arewa community in Ife and their Yoruba hosts. Kubura had earlier reported the food vendors to some elders in the Hausa community. They had promised to look into her complaint before the issue escalated. The Hausa community has been living peacefully with the Yorubas for almost 100 years. They are interwoven into the community. For example, do you know that Kubura’s first husband, the father of her first child before she married Akeem Eluwole, is a Hausa man from the same Sabo community in Ife? We shouldn’t just jump into the tribal wagon casting blame on the other side. There is only one side – the side of justice and peace and brotherhood.

Akanmu: How can you wax lyrical about the justice and peace when the police is so blatantly one-sided? Two communities fought. The police arrested people from only one community and whisked them to Abuja. A traditional ruler, Oba Ademiluyi, is among those herded to Abuja. This is worse than tribalism. And it will backfire against the Hausa community in the long run. You can’t talk of peace and brotherhood while intimidating and dehumanising my people.

Dan Azumi: I think the police wanted to calm nerves.

Akanmu: Ah, calm nerves? Will you accept a situation where the Yoruba community in the Sabo area of Kano fought the locals and then the police arrest only the Hausa locals and their District Head and take them to Lagos for trial while no Yoruba is arrested?

Dan_Azumi: Maybe not; but some elements in the media have been fanning embers of discord instead of dousing the flames.

Akanmu:  Are you blaming the media for faithfully reporting what happened? Credit to the Ooni who physically went to Sabo to condole with the Hausa community, Senator Omoworare who donated bags of rice and a cow to the Hausa community and Governor Aregbesola who virtually took the side of the Hausas in order to show them brotherhood.

Dan-Azumi: Yes. Senator Kwankwaso and some northern elders also played important roles in calming nerves. But you will agree that crime should not be excused under any circumstance. Arsonists and murderers should not be allowed to go free.

Akanmu: If you ask me, the greatest murderers so far are the Fulani herdsmen and nobody has paraded even one of them before TV cameras. Maybe OPC was right after all. We must defend ourselves since government can’t be trusted to defend us.

Dan-Azumi: But you heard the president directing the Inspector General of Police to find and prosecute those responsible for the recent killing in Zaki Biam.

Akanmu: Yes. I’m waiting to see them on TV.  The president did not need to direct the IG to go to Ife before the police took sides in the matter. We have to banish the god …

Dan-Azumi: No, we don’t need to banish God.

Akanmu: Let me finish. I am saying we have to banish the ‘god of violence’ from our communities.

Dan Azumi: Oh I see what you mean. I’m on the same page with you there.

What Dino Melaye Shares In Common With Babangida – Omoyele Sowore

Folks: It was brought to my attention earlier that Nigerian Senator Dino Melaye promised to ‘send me to jail’ over the recent unraveling of his questionable educational background. While some are worried, appalled, alarmed and concerned and even scared about this declaration, it had me thinking differently. I am a Nigerian citizen who had been through torture, humiliations, and incarceration by dictators in uniform between 1992-1999 before I eventually left Nigeria. I have never doubted the power of justice over legalities.

That a Nigerian Senator in a democratic era could make this proclamation is indeed a sign that our democratic transition was a farce, particular when you’ve now noticed that Mr. Melaye was sitting at the feet of one of Nigeria’s worst military dictators, Ibrahim Babangida just a week ago.

One of Babangida’s worst crimes against humanity was the assassination of notable investigative journalists of our time, Dele Giwa, by way of a parcel bomb. Another thing Melaye shares in common with Babangida and his killer squad was using libel lawsuits to silence inquisitions In the 80’s Gani Fawehimi was found liable of libeling the killers of Dele Giwa and asked to pay damages to Halilu Akilu.

Here is how I am different and also not different, I am not going to run away from criminals running the Nigerian political space until they are defeated, and their ideologies of greed, bloodiness, and avarice are entirely abandoned and discredited forever (Apology to Bob Marley).

If it takes my life, so be it. If it means another unjust ruling asking for damages for thieves. So be it. We must take our space back from the 10 percenters, drug dealers, certificate forgers, money launderers, political manipulators, and assassins.
Thank you

In Defence of Senator Dino Melaye

By Samuel Forbes-Adoun

Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak—Winston Churchill

Senator Dino Melaye has been on the national space of recent for alleged certificate
forgery as published by Sahara reporters. This calls for men of good virtue to speak the
truth about this extraordinary gentleman of a senator. Failure to speak, will give the agents
of retrogression further power and gusto to malign anybody they wish to take to the
gallows. It is in this light that I wish to speak and defend the truth no matter how
unpalatable it may sound.
Mr. Dino Melaye is a vibrant, courageous and very outspoken Nigerian legislature that
needs to introduction. He is a household name when it comes to the legislative business.
Aside his trademark for being an outspoken and daring politician, he’s a man who has
courted much controversy because of his forthrightness, courage and political views. But
the recent certificate saga is an outright step to malign and silence him.
What is in a certificate?
The Ahmadu Bello University, Zaria is not your average university where you can bribe or
network your way to get a qualification. It is an institution that believes in hard work and
merit no matter your pedigree. The institution keeps tab of its graduates and it is not easy
to claim be a graduate of the institution and not be busted, especially for a high profile
individual like Senator Dino Melaye.
When this issue started, I was forced to do my basic research as to the academic
credentials of the distinguished gentleman. My preliminary research indicates that Dino
Melaye did graduate from ABU Zaria. Sahara Reporters is indeed doing a dirty political job.
It’s trying everything possible to satisfy the hands in the shadows.
We should understand that to malign dissenting voices in a democracy is a very dangerous
precedence that must not be allowed to be entrenched in our political system.
People of character and goodwill must stand up for the truth. We must say the truth not
for political and financial gains, but for the sake of democracy and transparency. For this
reason, I encourage anybody with photographs, information and ties with the Senator
while in school or NYSC days should volunteer that to the public and news agencies in
order to finally put the matter to rest. We must not give anti-democracy forces a field day.
We must stand up and stand up now.
May the voice of truth prevail in our national space. It is my prayer and wish that Nigeria
will continue on the path of greatness.
Thanks and God bless you all.

Write A Biography For Modu-Sheriff Ke? By Pius Adesanmi

The most insulting part of the proposition to write the biography of Ali Modu Sheriff is that he who came inbox to solicit me praised my “depth” and “intellectual prowess”.

I am not a citizen of Twitter. I am a mere tenant with a one-bedroom apartment on Twitter. Whenever I go there, I check my inbox because there are usually messages, languishing messages.

Because of your depth and intellectual prowess, we need you to write the biography of Ali Modu Sherriff. He is not paying for it. We are paying for it. Name your price. Give us a quote. Then this:

“Sir, I honestly think you should respond to me on the issue of writing of the biography.”

No. I will not respond to you.

I don’t know what is wrong with Nigeria. Next, I will be propositioned with money to write the biographies of Dino Melaye and James Ibori.

The sad part is this: this intellect, this depth that you feel blessed and privileged to be able to deploy in the service of your people as your own humble contribution to the urgent, fundamental, and monumental task of national illumination and Enlightenment, somebody looks at it all and sees a commercial product with a price!

Hagiography with a price – that is the only use that many see for the intellect in our society. How can we make progress? If one idiot in the Presidency is not manufacturing lies against you that you wanted to write Buhari’s biography, others with more money than sense will actually proposition you to write about the rapists of our people.

If I feel sufficiently enamoured to write a biography:

I will write about Bala Usman
I will write about Pius Okigbo
I will write about Eskor Toyo
I will write about Funmilayo Ransome-Kuti
I will write about Ayodele Awojobi
I will write about Tai Solarin

I will write about sheroes and heroes whose lives and work have cemented their names as our worthy ancestors. I will write about those I can hold up for millennials and future generations as role models and illuminators.

I will not be solicited. I will not be paid. I can undertake such a project and pitch it with reputable publishers.

Nigeria is an unthought, unreflected chaos. Every intellect that has been summoned and is ready to submit to the duty of contributing thought and reflection to that project should not be seen as a potential washman of useless egos.

Ali Modu Sheriff ke?

Now I need to take a shower!

God Bless Iya Oniparaga, By Pius Adesanmi.

 

Thirty-six years ago, Nigeria established a National Institute for Pharmaceutical Research and Development to “develop drugs, biological products and pharmaceutical raw materials from indigenous resources in Nigeria” (Premium Times).

The Institute has not had electricity in nine months. The Professor of Pharmacy who serves as its Director says he has no funds to buy diesel for the generator because the annual budget appropriation for the Institute hardly ever comes. When it comes, it is always partial.

Familiar Nigeriana scenario. Nothing new here.

It gets interesting when you hear how much has been proposed for the Institute in the 2017 Federal Budget: N711.6 million. You think Nigeria is unserious by allocating such a ridiculous amount to research on the development of life-saving drugs for her own people – an amount nearly inferior to the wardrobe allowance of some officials?

Well, that is not where I am going. I am going to His Excellency Chief Dr Alhaji Bukola Saraki’s bulletproof Range Rover. A cool N298 million – that is ferefe to N300 million.

In other words, that Range Rover is nearly half the entire amount that Nigeria has allocated to pharmaceutical research and drug development in one year.

Whether the law was broken or not, there is the question of a nation’s priorities. And the prelogical brutality of the Orangutans who rule that nation. And the complicity of the led.

President Buhari does not need anything produced by that Institute. Bukola Saraki does not need anything produced by that Institute. Even Dino does not need anything produced by that Institute. They go to London for their pharmacy needs.

Those who really need it? The people. Well, if the Institute is too broke to do research and produce drugs, the people can always rely on magnanimous government agencies like SON, CUSTOMS, NAFDAC, etc, to let in only minimally expired Tetracycline and Alabukun.

If expired Tetracycline and Alabukun prove too expensive, God bless Iya Oniparaga whose opa ehin and gbogbonise never fail.

Once Iya Oniparaga strengthens you with her products, you are good enough to return to social media in defense of Bukola Saraki whose latest toy just gulped nearly half the annual budget of a Pharmaceutical Institute serving 180 million people.

God bless Iya Oniparaga.

Heresy In The House of Oduduwa, By Dele Momodu

Fellow Nigerians, let me take you on historical excursions today. At this unfortunate time that History is not a compulsory subject in our school curriculum, it is pertinent to educate ourselves properly about our dear beloved nation. For those who may not know, Ile-Ife is the ancestral home of all Yoruba people. Please, ignore attempts by all manner of historians attempting to rewrite history. Ile-Ife occupies an eminent space on the world map today, and as far back as I can remember, as being the cradle of Yoruba civilisation, at the very least. That is why you will find that all Yoruba’s in the diaspora lay claim to no other ancestral home than Ile-Ife. The Ooni of Ife is their revered King.

I’m proud to have been born and raised in that ancient town. I was born in 1960, just before Nigeria attained Independence, in a neighbourhood called Obalufon, a stone-throw from Sabo, where the Hausa community lived, and still lives today. My father had migrated, according to oral history, from Ihievbe, now comfortably situated in Owan East Local Government of Edo State. He met and married my affectionate mother and I’m the only product of their conjugation.

Ile-Ife welcomes hundreds of immigrants from different parts of Nigeria and beyond and we were fully integrated. We lived in peace, and as one. Ile-Ife produced four Deles in journalism and three of the four – Dele Giwa, Dele Agekameh and Dele Momodu – had their origin in present day Edo State. The fourth, Dele Olojede, is from Modakeke, and lived close to Ojoyin and Akarabata Roads in Ile-Ife. No one could tell the difference. We can easily be called bona fide sons of Ile-Ife and you won’t be wrong.

I spent 26 out of my first 28 years fully in Ile-Ife, the other two years were used serving the former Deputy Governor of Ondo State, Chief Akin Omoboriowo, of blessed memory. I also served The Ooni of Ife, Oba Okunade Sijuwade Olubuse II. I had studied Yoruba for my Bachelor of Arts degree and graduated in 1982 and returned in 1986 to enrol for a Masters in Literature-in-English and finished that in 1988. I’m therefore humbly qualified to regard myself as an authority on Ile-Ife, and indeed an adopted Ife son. I can vouch for Ife people as very friendly and welcoming people despite the internecine wars that have recently ravaged the town and halted the peace we all enjoyed growing up with.

In my close to 57 years on earth, I have come to see Ile-Ife as a modicum of tolerance and accommodation. Ile-Ife plays host to one of Africa’s greatest universities. I’m mightily honoured and proud to be an alumnus of University of Ife, now Obafemi Awolowo University. Most of our lecturers including non-indigenes usually build their homes in the town upon retirement because of the comfort and serenity provided by Ile-Ife.

I’m very familiar with the Sabo area of Ile-Ife. My father had worked with the Public Works Department, not far from Sabo. He also owned a small hotel and restaurant in Sabo and catered to the Hausa Community. My mum was also a food-seller by Ilare Prison, and we lived in Ogboku Road, by Akui Road, all very close to Sabo. I never heard of skirmishes between the Hausa and the Ifes, or anyone for that matter. You can therefore imagine my shock, horror and devastation when I read of the latest wanton killings in Ile-Ife and the communal strife that had spawned it. I was somehow relieved when I heard that the terrible situation had been brought under control. Kudos to the security forces for the big task of separating the warring communities.

I have read different and conflicting accounts of what led to the war. In every conflict, there must be two or more parties involved. In this particular case, all accounts I read pointed to a case of provocation and retaliation. I cannot confidently determine or say if the reaction was commensurate to the action, as propounded by Isaac Newton in his Law of Motion, but something definitely triggered the conflagration and dastardly massacre. I can still manage the news up to that point. But something else happened that rendered me speechless.

Those who should maintain the peace, protect the people and punish the homicidal lunatics who beheaded and murdered recklessly came in and took sides in the matter by arresting one side while studiously ignoring the other. “Which kind injustice be this?” in Fela’s voice. How can the prosecutor also be the Judge even before the case begins in the court room? Is it that the suspects just woke up and started shooting sporadically at anyone in sight, especially people in their community? How come not even one person was picked up from the other obvious party in the imbroglio? I also fail to see the logic in the mass arrests of Ife people and abducting them from the State of Osun to the seat of the Federal Government in Abuja. Any rookie lawyer knows that they can never be tried in Abuja but in Osun State. What Gestapo and Gulag facilities exist in Abuja that are not available in Osun State to warrant these people being moved?

I sincerely reject the excuses offered by the Inspector General of Police while trying spiritedly to justify the perfidiously odious decision to villainize only one party to the conundrum. I respect the Inspector-General of Police and considered him a thorough bred professional. However, it defies logic that the head of any of our security agencies would utter words to the effect that the Yorubas involved in this sad and ugly incident are criminals but the other side are not. Clearly, this was a clash between Hausas and Yorubas. Why have the Hausas not been branded criminals as well? Is it because the Inspector General of Police is from the North? such misguided, uninformed and ill-advised statements can only add to the palpable tension in Yorubaland and fan the flames of the seething discontent and anger that is becoming all pervading not just in Ife but amongst all Yorubas wherever they are.

Although the Ifes know who their assailants are, they have been reluctant to name them because their hospitable nature does not allow them to snitch on their guests. That is no reason for the Police who were on the scene quiet quickly, on Tuesday 7 March 2017 when the incident actually took wings, from arresting those Hausas that they saw committing atrocities. To take the position that until those involved on the Hausa side are named by the Ifes, they would not be arrested is too naïve and utterly presumptuous.

The response and reaction of the Nigeria Police bemuses me for a force seeking to assure Nigerians that it can be relied on for its neutrality and sense of justice. Its response to the crisis was utterly confused and disorganised. Once events began to unfold on Tuesday 7 March, a seasoned and professional Force would have begun to gather intelligence and deployed a strong contingent to the flashpoints to prevent further disturbance. On the contrary, the Police waited until full scale war had blown out before seeking to control the situation. By then it was too late.

The other thing I cannot understand is why the Police will not inform Nigerians of the current state of their enquiries and why only one side has been fingered in the crisis. I keep saying we are no longer in the dark ages. Information is key. The way that the British police has managed the information about the Westminster attack is a case in point. Regular updates are released. Nobody can therefore speculate.

The only solution to the current Ife Crisis is for the Police to release the remaining Ifes currently being held by them. If they need to be in some form of protective custody or to prevent a recurrence because of their presence, then they can be bailed with a condition that they should not return to Ife. There have been similar riots and incidences in other parts of the civilised the world. People are not just locked up but released on bail pending further investigations. There is a presumption of innocence until guilt is pronounced by a Court of Law. We cannot continue to behave in an anachronistic and primitive manner.

The bias of certain powerful forces is already extremely shambolic. I wonder if there are agent provocateurs and fifth columnists who are deliberately setting up our President Muhammadu Buhari for monumental failure. Nigeria has known no peace since we succeeded in sacking the profligate government of PDP. It is embarrassing that some government operatives cannot see what damage they are doing to our President who suffered so much personal attack because of the perception that he is an ethnic jingoist and religious bigot. There is a saying by the Yoruba that a man accused of being a thief should never romance someone else’s goat. Our President needs to rescue our people and disabuse the minds of Nigerians about his branding as a President who does not think other Nigerians are important except his own people. Some of us laboured hard to convince our people that General Muhammadu Buhari is a true Nigerian patriot who would come to defend every Nigerian, especially the poor. I still believe in him and wish to assume that some people are using his name to commit and perpetrate all kinds of malfeasance while he is ensconced within the gilded cage of Aso Rock.

The tension in Nigeria at the moment can be cut with a razor blade. Nothing is more dangerous than playing ethnic games in the midst of economic tragedy. Nigerians voted for change to enjoy the highfalutin promises we made to them. We promised to deliver them from prodigal sons and daughters; liberate them from terrorists and general insecurity; rescue them from hunger and disease; eliminate ethnic and religious crises; provide jobs, social security and succour for our agonizing youths and many such goodies.

We did not promise to abdicate leadership responsibilities for irrational pursuit of personal vendetta and wars of attrition. We did not tell Nigerians that they would have to survive and live more by faith and promises than by concrete plans and effective and efficacious governance. We did not envisage the nightmare staring us in the face today so horribly.

My appeal is to the President. Politics is give and take. Politics is about practicality. A good lesson came from America just last night. Democracy is a game of numbers. Being obdurate and obstinate has no place in democracy. Anyone telling the President that he can fight all battles and win all wars is a big liar. In fact, it was such a belief that heralded the downfall of the PDP that the President has now succeeded. We saw what happened in his absence when a different approach was tried and tested, Nigerians were happy, joyful and hopeful and they cooperated beautifully with the APC government despite their prior anxiety and palpitation.

President Buhari should stick to a winning formula. He should encourage and empower his deputy, Vice President Yemi Osinbajo, to carry on with the good news of the kingdom. The Ife crisis loomed large in our reckoning on 8 March 2017, While the then Acting President was marking his 60th birthday in a low-key manner. Due to my obvious connections, I am aware that Senator Jide Omoworare was at the private dinner to mark the occasion. I know that Prof Osinbajo mandated both him and Senator Rabiu Kwankwanso, who was also at the occasion, to utilise their influence and contacts in the respective communities to ensure that peace prevailed immediately. He also gave necessary marching orders to the security agencies.

History teaches us that a similar situation occurred in Ife and the lack of neutrality displayed by the authorities during the first Modakeke crisis led to the second crisis which saw carnage and mayhem in frightening proportions. Once peace was allowed to reign, reconciliation was effected by the neutrality eventually displayed by the authorities. Both communities no live in harmony. My fear is that if the same approach of neutrality, reconciliation and rehabilitation is not adopted the resultant inferno will consume our country. It is only natural for those aggrieved to seek their own form of justice and retribution. President Buhari must never let it get to that. He must take charge now because the buck stops with him and not the Inspector General of Police!

There is so much to gain by this government collectively. I do not want to believe that President Buhari would want to blow this chance of a lifetime. I seriously doubt he would want to be remembered as a champion of myopia and parochialism above being a national hero and global statesman. I pray our President would direct all his disciples to begin to act like nationalists and be less of incendiaries determined to set fire to Nigeria and dismember whatever is left of the carcass.

Nigerians want peace and prosperity and no more!