Category: Columnists

  • Revisiting our unification policies (4)

    Revisiting our unification policies (4)

    Negotiated constitution is imperative for unity

    In the last 14 years of post-military rule, very little has been done (apart from restoration of election as a means of selecting members of the power elite in executive and legislative branches of government) to de-militarise the polity that has been shaped or distorted by decades of military dictatorship. Beyond civilianising governance, very little effort has been made from the administration of Obasanjo to that of Jonathan to democratise governance fully by subjecting decrees, policies, and constitution inherited from military rulers to scrutiny and transformation. Nowhere is the fear of interrogating military legacy in the governance of the country more evident than in efforts by post-military rulers to argue that there is nothing wrong with the constitution, laws, and policies inherited since 1999 from military dictators.

    We argued in the last three weeks that many of the policies created by military regimes have become anachronistic and of little value to the promotion of unity of purpose in the country, stating that no matter how well-meaning the military regimes were in making policies such as centralised police force, unity schools, national youth service corps, the reality today is that there is no evidence that these policies have worked. Nothing in the situation of general security in the country or in the culture of cooperation across ethnic groups has indicated that efforts to unite the country through policies created without thorough debate by citizens have worked. The bellicosity that attended rotation of the presidency or zoning is an illustration of how little the country has been united since 1966. Ethnicisation and regionalisation of power in 2011 is cruder than what it was before the first the coup.

    Had the country gotten a truly democratic government in 1999, perhaps, it would have produced government leaders that would have the courage to re-examine pre-1999 policies and jettison any of them that has ceased to be useful. Those who created many of the policies under discussion in the last three weeks and those that believe such policies were made to promote their interests thought more proactively than those who spent their life and resources to struggle for an end to military rule. They quickly organised to bring one of the authors of de-federalization of the country to power after the death of Abacha and at the end of Abubakar’s transition programme. General Obasanjo came into power and spent eight years scheming about how to defuse the struggle for a people’s constitution. He quickly labeled those calling for national conference secessionists. At the end of his two terms, he also picked his successor, Umaru Yar’Adua, in a way similar to how he was picked to succeed Abdusalaam Abubakar, and the rest is history.

    Fourteen years after the exit of the military from direct governance, the country is still saddled with a president who does not think that there is anything seriously wrong with a constitution without any input from citizens, a constitution that was invisible until after the election that brought the first post-military government to power in 1999. Just like Obasanjo before him, President Jonathan also attempts to preach to citizens that there is nothing substantially wrong with the 1999 Constitution. To President Jonathan, nothing is too wrong for ad hoc committee members not to have the wisdom to rectify without any input from the citizenry.

    If anything, the fear of civilian presidents to support those calling for a constitutional conference to produce a democratic constitution has encouraged those who see themselves as the policemen of Nigeria’s unity to seize media space to warn that any attempt to change most of the policies and laws created by military dictators (including the 1999 Constitution) is capable of destroying the country’s unity. Several northern leaders including elected governors have said pontifically that any attempt to move away from the system of federal monopoly of law enforcement is synonymous with plans to break the country. Only recently, the Arewa Consultative Forum said that any call for people’s constitution is tantamount to casting a vote of no confidence in the country’s democracy.

    President Jonathan himself appears confused about what the country needs to do with a constitution that has been taken to court as a fraudulent document in its claim to have been written by the people of Nigeria. He even says without any empirical evidence that the country is not ready for state police, despite the fact that under his watch, police work is contracted out to private citizens like Tompolo. He is even now in the process of sending a bill to the national assembly to detach local governments from the states that house them, seeing local governments solely as a receiver of federal grants, rather than as cultural and political units within states which constitutionally have governors and legislators to govern them.

    It must, however, be remembered that it was first under military dictatorship that the idea of three tiers of government came into the nation’s political space and lexicon. Most federations in the world have two tiers of government—federal and state or provincial. Ironically, the axe to destroy the federalist origin of independent Nigeria has since 1999 been getting sharper in the hands of post-military civilian rulers. Consequently, citizens calling for restoration of federalism in the country are seen as forces of distraction and secession by spokesmen for federal power and sectional cultural leaders who see themselves as enforcers of national unity.

    The current constitution and many policies inherited from military dictatorship in 1999 have not enhanced national unity, despite repeated claims by those who believe the current unitary current system is the best way to guarantee the country’s unity. The unity that exists in Nigeria today is not an outcome of any constitution or policy. It is a sign that citizens from different sections of the country believe that the country has tremendous economic potential as one country, particularly the huge manna from oil and gas. It is more of unity of economic purpose than anything else. To turn the country into a union of affection, leaders will do well to listen to citizens calling for a negotiated constitution through the mechanism of constitutional conference, rather than relying on policies crafted by few soldiers and sustained by few civilian rulers to confuse homogenisation with unity.

  • Media women  of substance

    Media women of substance

    There are not many women who have made it to the top of the media profession in Nigeria like in other parts of the world. It is not for want of trying but journalism is very ‘masculine’ in many ways, making it difficult for many women to stay long enough to excel and prove that what a man can do, a woman can do better.

    There are, however, a few who have overcome the gender limitation in the media industry. One of them is Mrs. Oluremi Oyo, Managing Director of the News Agency of Nigeria (NAN) who clocked 60 last week. To her credit she had also served creditably as the Special Adviser on Media to President Olusegun Obansanjo and was the first female President of Nigeria Guild of Editors.

    Under her leadership, the NAN has regained its lost glories as a foremost news agency in the continent.

    Her commitment to the development of the media profession which she has demonstrated over the years in the various positions she has served is very commendable.

    Honourable Abike Dabiri- Erewa of the House of Representative who also clocked 50 last week is another female journalist of note who should be celebrated for being a pride of the profession.

    From being an outstanding broadcast journalist in her days at the Nigerian Television Authority, NTA, Abike has moved on to becoming a notable legislator. She has done very well to earn a two-term tenure during which she has served as Chairman of the Media Committee and now Diaspora Committee.

    I congratulate these two women of substance and wish them many years of service to not only the media but the nation and humanity at large.

    Season of anomie

    The gruesome killing of four students of the University of Port Harcourt in the Aluu community in Rivers State last week is yet another indication of the kind of times we live in. I managed to look at some of the pictures of the victims before and after they were killed but I have refused to watch the video recording of the incident.

    The agony on the face of one of the victims in one of the pictures I saw online has stuck in my memory that I am sure that watching the video will leave me too heartbroken. The killing of the students further confirms how cheap death has become in our society. I still shudder to think of the ease with which those who committed the savage act and their collaborators who cheered them carried on without any fear that the law would catch up with them.

    The various versions of the circumstances that led to the arrest of the students suggest that some of the villagers were just determined to kill the boys for whatever personal reasons. Whatever offence they might have committed, if indeed they did, does not justify the jungle justice they were subjected to.

    In the attempt to get even with criminals, some communities in the county have resorted to taking the law into their hands, and like in this case, innocent people have been killed. I would rather prefer that a criminal escape than for an innocent person to be killed. Sooner or later, the law will catch up with the criminals and they will be made to pay for their evil deeds.

    This particular case should be thoroughly investigated and all the perpetrators of the dastardly act brought to book to serve as a deterrent for others who have indulged in this kind of miscarriage of justice. Some security personnel were said to have witnessed the killing, they should not be spared as they could have called the killers to order if they really knew their duty. If they feared that they could be overwhelmed, they could have called for reinforcement instead of being onlookers like other civilians.

  • Fayemi : How the past molded a peoples’ governor

    Fayemi : How the past molded a peoples’ governor

    Fayemi is fundamentally changing the face of Ekiti

    Time was about 11.45 pm in the sprawling Ekiti state governor’s office, which he derisively calls a football field, which he does not require to function effectively or efficiently, and quipped his friend of many years, the witheringly brilliant political scientist, Dr Abubakar Momoh: “Kayode, little did we know that God was preparing you for these days when we would, during our activist days in London , work until the wee hours of the following morning, quaffing coffee like it was going out of fashion.” I remembered Abubakar’s words sometime later after observing at close range, Dr Fayemi’s methodical and focused approach to governance, electing completely, not to be bothered with what the Yoruba would call the suffocating ‘ariwo oja’ –the market place noise, that the political opposition was spewing.

    How miraculously God restored his Ekiti peoples’ mandate back to him, whilst the Obasanjos of this world were breathing down on all institutions of state, elicited indescribable joy, not only in the state, but across the length and breadth of Nigeria. But without a doubt, it equally brewed bitterness among the little colony of poll robbers who never thought the day would ever come when his mandate would be restored. Thus began a massive campaign of calumny, not much initiated by his main opponent at that election, but by a coterie of hangers-on, who, for reasons singularly unconnected with the welfare of our people, but their belly, embarked upon a proxy war to which the governor, characteristically, refused to invest even the minutest notice. The war has become largely muted today even though there was a time it looked like the demagogues were going to have it their way, given their cacophony and dexterity at concocting and weaving all manner of lies, even going as far as master-minding workers’ union revolts as we recently saw in the arrest of a lout who doubles as Press Secretary. Thanks largely to the incomparable, multi-sectoral achievements that have earned Dr Fayemi the prestigious ‘Leadership Governor of the Year’ award, an award for which many a state governor would have declared a state holiday to celebrate.

    And they have not seen anything yet.

    Back then to how his past, his multi-dimensional experiences, have served as the linchpin, the furnace and the crucible through which the peoples’ governor, was prepared for today. And there is no better place to go than OUT OF THE SHADOW’S, Dr Kayode Fayemi’s own book; his testimony and elegant historical capture of the events which shaped him at various stages of life up until he threw his cap into the political ring in his native Ekiti state. The intention here is not to re-write a book in which you have the author ‘writ large’ by our one and only Nobel Laureate, Professor Wole Soyinka. Rather, it is to showcase how very small, almost insignificant events, a nice word here from a father when merited, a flagellation by mum when necessary and the whole idea of not sparing the rod, if that is what the moment deserved, as happened when his father gave him 12 strokes of the cane for not meeting him doing his home work, all cumulatively molding the total person; one who from the unsparing but loving hands of Pa and Mama Fayemi of Isan –Ekiti, would later be divinely thrown into public service to make life meaningful and better for the greater majority of Ekiti people. Had I, indeed, been minded, to re-write the book, this entire newspaper would hardly provide the space.

    OUT OF THE SHADOWS, a book which in the hands of Bishop Felix Ajakaiye, the Catholic Bishop of Ekiti, has since become, besides the bible, a standard reference book for sermons about sacrifice, hard work, the value of education, perseverance, the role of parents and calls to service, among many other lessons, is replete with examples of how the governor’s home training, in a committed Christian family, – his own father had barely missed being a Catholic priest – his education and background in general, taught Dr Fayemi great lessons on how to be prepared to stand up, stand firm and control his own destiny.

    I recall for instance an occasion well ahead of the serially rigged Ekiti gubernatorial elections, when three of us, in company of Dr Fayemi visited a distinguished Lagos-based Medical doctor of Ijesha extraction who truly loves the candidate and was willing to be part of his preparations. The host decided to first treat his visitors to dinner at a high end Chinese Restaurant. In the course of dinner, and knowing the PDP as I do, I chipped in by predicting that they would rig the election and ask us to go to court as the ‘one-minute heroine and next-minute villain’ of a onetime Ekiti INEC Commissioner, would later contemptuously advise. The candidate’s short response was: “Then they will come to know that I am a long distance runner.” I soon got confirmation of how the governor’s past must have informed this response when, in his Foreword to OUT OF THE SHADOWS, Professor Wole Soyinka wrote as follows about the monumental struggle in which he had Fayemi as one of his most trusted young intellectual combatants, I quote him: “It is my hope that this –the book –has opened the way to the records of infamy that internal democratic movement had to overcome in its pivotal struggle –the betrayals, repeated and repeated betrayals (note the repetitions by the master), campaigns of discouragement and so on – by some of those who supposedly occupy leadership positions in society, be they crowned heads, prelates, business moguls, professionals, politicians, intellectuals or whatever.” Fayemi’s own list of caterwaulers will include even a head of state and judges who were bought for nothing more than mere pittance. But he was completely unfazed, and from court to court, from one tribunal to another and from there to the Appeal Court, he went serially and when ignoramuses sang songs to the effect that he should be going to court while they govern, he still treated them with benign disdain, paying them no attention, whatever.

    For the umpteenth time, many have had running bellies over my writings on Dr Kayode Fayemi but not only has he justified my implicit confidence in his ability to run an efficient government, I can say proudly that in all that I write, I testify only to the evidences of my very eyes. The entire Ekiti road network may not have all been paved yet –he has done two years of only a first four – and you may actually not be picking money on Ekiti streets, but for a fact, Fayemi is fundamentally changing the face of Ekiti. No longer do you have T V pictures of a hungry-looking people at state events, surrounded every inch of the way by gun-totting police and soldiers in defence of a stolen mandate, nor do you any longer have un-cared for elderly citizens who haven’t the slightest idea where help will come from since Fayemi’s monthly social security money will come as certainly as morning follows the night.

    Today, work is going on at a frenetic pace on the Rehabilitate All Ekiti Schools Project which saw 100 schools rehabilitated in the first phase as well as on roads – both by state and local governments, water projects, re-industialisation i.e resuscitating dead and moribund industries and enterprises like the Ire Burnt Bricks industry,  ROMACO which is about being concessioned and the Farm Settlement at Orin which is now a beehive of activity after decades of total abandonment. The educated youth are aggressively being introduced into commercial agriculture through the Y-CAD programme which combines training with financial mobilization through the provision of seed money, farm implements and agro-chemicals. Even with all the opposition-induced teachers’ intransigence, revitalizing the state education system remains a core area of Dr Fayemi’s programmes. Only this past week, the SUBEB Model Nursery and Primary School, Ado-Ekiti was rated as the best school nationwide in the year’s 2012 President Teachers and Schools’ Excellence Awards just as Mrs Oluwafemi Olusola of St John’s Primary School, Erinmope-Ekiti won the 3rd best teacher in the country.

    His love of education and single minded determination to leave it better than he met it in Ekiti derives from his home background where his parents taught him the value of education and sent him to the best schools. That will subsequently influence his own choice of higher institutions to attend.

    At his present duty post, this arduous, work-in-progress of taking Ekiti out of the shadows, his past has been a constant companion. He had, in fact, been born during the tumultuous NNDP’s short-lived ascendancy in the Western Region, a period which so presaged the PDP days that the governor has very readily acknowledged a causality between the events leading to and during the year of his birth – 1965 -and the subsequent trajectory of Nigerian politics which has since been dominated by those the Nobel Laureate describes as ‘brigands, parasites and unworthy custodians of power and authority.’

    At age 5, the young Olukayode made his first ‘political outing’, joining in welcoming General Yakubu Gowon to Ibadan and the fact of his father being an Information officer in government soon exposed him at a very early stage in life to newspapers, many of which he read daily, thus imperceptibly learning and internalizing lessons in current and public affairs, especially politics that today stand him in good stead as they all combined to shape his career choices.

    Parental guidance and early public awareness together with sound religious upbringing combined to inculcate in him discipline ,steadfastness ,compassion, vision, and focus. However, while the place of home training may have been totally incomparable in this discuss, the role of education peerless, and his entirely risky RADIO KUDIRAT exertions occupy a pride of place, what seems to me to have best prepared the governor for today was his matchless experiences in the UK, especially as a young, newly married man, studying and working; a period that left him with multiple life experiences not available in white collar jobs or acquired through reading books. This period saw him exposed to the variegated danger workers, especially blacks, got exposed to in what he describes as ‘the London underground job market, as typified by his two robbery attacks at dagger point by purported passengers and to one of which he lost, not only money but his wedding ring.

    In terms of developing empathy, love and compassion for the other person, indeed for humanity, the leitmotif for his social security policy to cater for elderly citizens in the state, I do not think that anything, apart from his wife’s towering and ever constant positive influence, would compare in the governor’s past to the experience he garnered in the course of his active engagement, during this period, in local political organisation and, particularly, his involvement in the regeneration of the then completely run down Milton Court Estate and the entire Deptford area in South-East, London.

    Of the people living in the area, wrote Dr Fayemi in OUT OF THE SHADOWS, ’ close to 60 percent were on housing benefits from the government and over 50npercent of school age kids were on meal subsidy in schools. Drug abuse was rife and crime among the idle youth was commonplace; deprivation, he wrote, was simply staggering. So touched, and concerned was he that he immediately joined a minority of individuals working towards ameliorating these extant conditions and ended up serving as Chair of the neighbourhood tenants and residents’ association whose duty it was to tackle the social, economic, environmental and physical problems through not just improving physical conditions but also ensuring improving housing management, diversifying tenure, attracting private investment and creating opportunities for training and enterprise.

    Without a doubt, all the experiences gained in that project must have coalesced in all we see today in his midterm report card as governor of Ekiti.

    Not just in Ekiti, but all those who followed from far and wide on television networks, online and through newspapers, must have marveled all this past week, watching governor Fayemi commission one project after the other. He inaugurated ten major roads spread all over the state as well as five water treatment plants just as he laid the foundations of truly millennial projects such as the Samsung I C T Centre, the new Government House and governor’s office, the State Pavilion amongst many others. He also did not only sign the Memorandum of Understanding with the Grand Towers Group of Companies but presented to its Chairman, the company’s Certificate of Occupancy at the signing ceremony. Among the enterprises the company will bring into Ekiti is the popular Shoprite Shopping Mall. He exuded such unbelievable vigor that all Chief Dele Falegan, a distinguished Ekiti elder and Chair of the state’s SURE-P Committee could do was pray that the good Lord ill continue to renew him. I simply crumbled, the only day I was on his all-week frenetic tour and that was when he visited my 2-part Local Government Area, having to address an appreciative and hugely turned out crowd at both Igede and Igbemo. As should be expected, both sides of the Local Government Area pleaded with the governor to split us into two local government areas.

    This profile is, at best, a miniscule part of how Dr Fayemi’s past has shaped his persona; a decent, disciplined, caring, calm, focused and highly organized personality that Ekiti state could not have asked for more.

    It is the reason he has aptly been named ‘THE ILUFEMILOYE 1’ -the chosen one -of Ekiti.

     

     

  • Wild, wild country

    Wild, wild country

    We must make life count

    The two killing incidents, set apart by just four days, were as horrifying as the word can be. The one took place in the night when the day’s work was done and many had retired to bed; the other happened in broad daylight. On Independence Day, in Mubi, the second biggest town in Adamawa State, and its commercial nerve, students of the Federal Polytechnic sited there were in their hostel when guns began to boom. They sounded near at first, said one student; soon the gunmen drew nearer, still shooting. Panic gripped the hostel community. Everyone hurried into their rooms and locked their doors. But the visitors were on a mission they must accomplish. They kicked the doors open, shot and killed one student after another. At the end of the operation, over 40 students, according to some accounts, lay dead. The incident threw the polytechnic community into imaginable trauma. Friends and families of the dead were left in the deepest grief. The nation was in a daze, while the entire world stood stupefied.

    That was one wild night in the Northeast of the country.

    Four days later, and down south in Aluu, where the University of Port Harcourt, Rivers State, is located, four students of the institution faced the grimmest ordeal of their lives, none of them surviving to relive it. They were stripped naked and beaten until there was no life left in them. Finally, their bodies were burnt.

    That was another wild outing.

    Some reports blamed the Mubi attack on fundamentalists, while in Aluu, residents were said to have done the job.

    Both incidents, not forgetting the killings in a Kano school within the same period, have sharpened up a whole new, horrifying angle in the country’s insecurity challenges. Schools have been attacked before, only now, there seems to be more boldness in taking on larger numbers of Nigeria’s young people secluded for the purpose of study. We must worry about the ease with which assailants invade our schools and kill young people being groomed for leadership. Our educational profile may not lift our spirits but we must worry when students are wasted. More fundamentally, we must worry when lives are wasted by people who neither have the sanction of the creator to do so nor the authority of the law of man. We must worry when mobs become accusers, prosecutors, judges and executioners in one fell swoop, as in the case of the Uniport Four, who were reportedly accused of stealing laptop computers and mobile phones.

    Reports said a crowd watched with interest, even applauding, as the four, all below 22, were tortured to death and their corpses set ablaze. What do you make of such a scene and such an act? Such brutalities attack every claim we make to civility, and rebrand us a wild, wild nation.

    Mob action or jungle justice did not start in Aluu, to be sure. All over the country, people have faced instant death at the hands of streetwalkers and bystanders, and for even the pettiest of offences. But for me, one nasty thing about such brand of justice is that the people dispensing it may be woefully unqualified for the job. Some who clobber mob victims to death may actually be thieves themselves. We can tell from the mob which was eager to slay a certain adulteress caught in the act.

    But there are weightier concerns about jungle justice. It questions the character and professionalism of the police, the outfit whose responsibility it is to sort out civil disorders. How was it that a mob tortured and killed four undergraduates, then set their corpses on fire, an operation that must have lasted hours, without the police getting any wind of it? What do you make of such police? Again, why are people better disposed to taking the law into their own hands rather than reporting their concerns to law enforcers? Why has confidence in the police waned?

    It is perhaps naive to conclude that the Aluu executioners were inspired by the assailants in Mubi simply because of the short space of time between them, but it is safe to say that unlawful killings, of which Nigeria has quite a pile, if not punished, pave the way for more of such barbaric illegalities. Heaps of files of unsolved murders are still with the police, as are bunches of reports on bloody communal and sectarian crises with government. Hope may have died out on those files being reopened or the murderers being brought to justice, and it is just this sort of profile that helps to reduce the value for life in the populace. In time, people with propensity to kill, begin to do so knowing that, as in the past, there is little or no chance of ever being caught and punished. Such scenarios make life seem worthless.

    Everyone has a role to make things better, but people in authority have a bigger responsibility. You can tell if life matters in a local council if the chairman defends one threatened resident with all his soul. It is easy to see if a state or federal government cares for its people if a small endangered community is given the best possible attention.

    Let’s make life count otherwise we are just one wild, wild bunch.

  • On the Port Harcourt horror show

    Last week, a mob descended on four undergraduates of the University of Port Harcourt – beat them to death and burnt their bodies. They allegedly stole some cell phones.

    The lynching in the Aluu community of Port Harcourt was said to have been overseen by the traditional ruler who in a moment of madness appointed him not as only as judge and juror, but must have so fancied his own eminence he was deluded into thinking he had the power to take life.

    This act of impunity which has filled the entire country with revulsion is just a mirror of how we take the law into our hands in this country. In Nigeria, every man is a law unto himself.

    As though that was not bad enough, we are reveling in new levels of bestiality that it is amazing some us still have the capacity to be shocked. Last week, unknown gunmen slaughtered over 40 students in Mubi. Shortly after this new outrage at Aluu. Add all of that to the regular diet about ritual killings in the newspapers.

    Surely, Nigeria is very sick. A society where a baying mob can gleefully burn four youngsters who have not committed murder, but may or may not have stolen cell phones, needs urgent self examination. Aluu shows us how low we have fallen. The question this morning is we can we descend any lower? I answer with trepidation: in present day Nigeria anything is possible.

  • Better still leave many things unsaid

    Better still leave many things unsaid

    I do not agree with most of the things Mr Arthur Anyaduba said or implied in his rejoinder to last week’s Palladium, and particularly the ferocity and emotionality of his arguments; but he couched his unpersuasive intervention in brilliant prose deserving publication. I also recognise that the Achebe book has evoked critical and even bitter reviews, excerpt of which book I took up here last week. It would, therefore, be unfair if I debarred others from having their say. I think it is proper to discharge my obligation to my readers by publishing the rejoinder above.

    Anyaduba is free to interpret my “pre-review” as he deems sensible, but he exaggeratedly rebutted positions I did not take and inferences I did not make. He thought me a reader of motives, and he used that as licence to ascribe motives to things I did not, and probably will never, say. Mind reading, I am sure he knows, is a perilous exercise the best of us sometimes miscarry very badly. I am not sure by describing Achebe as traumatised by the war I said anything extraordinarily unobvious. Importantly, Anyaduba felt I was also an ethnic jingoist by appearing to defend Awolowo, a problem he thought afflicted many in the Southwest, but which the nation must honestly grapple with for progress and reconciliation to occur. He said so many other things that were clearly either wrongly inferred from my essay or wrongly attributed. I regret I do not have the space to go into all these.

    Perhaps we should first review the book before consenting to a meaningful exchange on what Achebe said, thought or implied. But I thought I made it clear Achebe could not mean the book to be taken as a historical work in the sense of historiography. When the book is finally reviewed, that unsettling objective should come out in bold relief, just as it should also be indisputable that it is unlikely to fall below the literary standards we are used to. If at all I betrayed ethnic jingoism, as Anyaduba claimed, I think he did much worse. But I believe it is always helpful to first focus on the integrity, or lack of it, of a writer’s logic than to fish for his backgrounds, be it religious, cultural or ideological. The danger in not drawing the line in the right place is to fall into the error of controversially charging a critic with influences that are inapplicable to his work.

    Let me restate once again the two reasons that informed my contribution to the Achebe excerpt. After observing the Rwandan genocide, I appreciated better the fearsome capacity writers, musicians, media professionals and other sundry artists have to instigate either genuine change or genocide. I do not think that even in the name of candour or of coming to terms with our infamous past we should fail to summon the circumspection required for peaceful co-existence. History by all means; literature by all means; but peace without doubt. Otherwise, we would, after the damage is done and depending on whether we are on the winning or losing side, begin to nonsensically romanticise war and suggest that one form of killing – by sword or by hunger, or whether the dead are soldiers or children – is preferable.

    The second reason I commented on the excerpt is valid for all ages – the virtue of sometimes maintaining dignified taciturnity, not silence, as Anyaduba wrongly interpreted, especially decades after an event. I do not know whether Anyaduba is married. If he is, does he tell his wife everything about herself – maybe her plain looks, her awkward gait, her repulsively broad smile, etc. – especially when there is disagreement between the two of them? Yes, I love candour with all my heart, but if I want peace, I had better leave some things, indeed nearly all things, unsaid. If Anyaduba has not learnt this lesson, it is probably because he is not yet married.

     

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  • Why we seek total integration (II)

    Why we seek total integration (II)

    As the din of political battle reaches its crescendo in the rump of the old Ondo province, there is a creeping feeling of Déjà vu. Already, political violence, threats of assassination, accusations of prefabricated rigging have engulfed the state. This high-voltage political atmosphere may be a reflection of the stakes. But it may also presage something darker and far more sinister. Will the west unravel from Ondo this time around? Can an Iroko take the entire Yoruba forest with it?

    As we have said in the first instalment, the main purpose of this two-part series is to identify with the currents of regional integration such as they are sweeping the old western region .There can be no equivocation about this. A man is entitled to his partiality and political preferences.

    But once again, we have found it necessary to caution some of our numerous readers that the kind of engagement with a traumatised post-colonial society that we mainly undertake in this column is often very difficult to press into immediate political service, and deliberately so.

    There is a distinction between the political writer and the writing politician. Snooper is too much aware of the complexities and complications of contemporary politics to be swayed into easy agitprop. In the heat of political battle, the unhurried reflection, the stout and stoic refusal to be panicked into sheer name-calling may often appear like an abdication of responsibility; a pact with the devil himself. In such agonistic contentions where body bags cannot be confused with lap top cases, it is felt that writing must not just be a passion of the mind but the mind of passion itself, with due apologies to Karl Marx.

    But it was the same great philosopher who also advises that history must be read with its grand nuances, its delicate ironies, its perplexing paradox and great ambiguities. It is not the columnist that created what is known as the cunning of history. Yes the cunning of history must never prevent us from making a clear choice when the chips are down. Neither must it prevent us from being clamorously partisan when we have to be.

    For many of our readers, a continuing problem with this column is the very structure of dialectical writing and the writer’s insistence on applying its cardinal principles to journalism. It is a stylistic battle that predates this column and one that has been going on for almost 30 years. We cannot afford to inherit the intellectual shortcomings of our colonial masters.

    Unlike the canons of easy clarity and lucidity emanating from the Anglo-American schools of journalism, dialectical writing often subverts or contradicts its own initial premises in order to gain superior insight. Those who hold on to the initial argument find themselves devastatingly wrong-footed and dramatically upended.

    This is not just mere writing about political drama, but the drama of political writing as a private theatre enacted wholly within itself. The writer listens in to his own argument and the murmurs of internal dissension, disagreement and outright disputation. The writing involves a constant shifting and shuffling of the dialectical gears with the writer himself as embattled protagonist.

    Let us then begin our concluding remarks about the Ondo imbroglio with a dialectical conceit. Powerful political figures often stamp the badge of their personality on the outcome of a political struggle. But a political struggle cannot and must not be reduced to personalities. As Karl Marx famously noted, men make history, but not under the circumstances of their choice.

    In other words, no matter how powerful a personality may be the outcome of a political conflict may be determined by material, intellectual and historical circumstances beyond his control. In the Battle of Waterloo, it was the lesser genius that triumphed. But it was Napoleon’s more egalitarian vision that eventually carried the day, and in spite of himself too..

    In our concluding paragraph last week, we cautioned against framing the unfolding political drama in Ondo state as a personal duel unto death, but as a battle of ideas about the future of the Yoruba race and the destiny of Nigeria. It is important to deepen this perspective in order to understand just what is going on and how we got to where we are.

    Contrary to blackmail and propaganda, regional integration is not a neo-colonial or imperialising venture. It is not about an emperor and his viceroys sent to predate on hapless captive communities. In a god-forsaken federation it is about maximising opportunities for maximal development in an ethnically unified region and its culturally compatible adjoining communities.

    Neither is the inevitable political centralisation that goes with this an attempt to ride roughshod over sub-ethnic sensitivities as they may exist in the larger Yoruba society. It is not an attempt to instutionalise or consecrate a political overlordship in Yoruba land. Neither is it a ploy to grind the subtle cultural differentiations in Yoruba land into a conforming homogeneity. As their history has consistently demonstrated, the Yoruba do not transit from one empire to another empire.

    Centralisation often comes with mass mobilisation and a unified and disciplined society. Of course, like many old concepts imposed on new realities, regional integration and centralisation are bound to come with a lot of local impurities and vexatious crudities but these imperfections can only be defined and refined in dynamic collision with reality and other visions and ideas of societies.

    It is not enough to pooh-pooh the idea of integration without coming up with other alternative visions of the society. It is intellectually lazy and mischievous to dismiss regionalism as a new form of :”Lagos imperialism”. That this pernicious propaganda is coming from what we thought were progressive quarters shows that something indeed is going on.

    But it should be noted that even the old progressive tendency did not gain complete ascendancy over the entire Yoruba geo-political space in one fell swoop. It was an epic slog. The astute and discerning Yoruba electorate have often proved to be veritable masters of their electoral destiny. In 1954, the Action Group lost a general election to the NCNC as a result of venal propaganda.

    The Yoruba urban dwellers and city denizens were beginning to feel the pinch of what they thought was punitive and unjust taxation in the name of free primary education and other ameliorative schemes. Overwhelmed and demoralised by the visionary thrust of Awolowo’s policies, the Action Group competitors could only carp and sniff. It worked, but only briefly.

    The Action Group and its storied strategists rolled up their sleeves and went back to the people, painstakingly explaining to the populace why tribal marks even though accompanied by great pains and distress often result in greater beauty. By then the gains of the visionary programme were beginning to trickle in. The Yoruba society was rapidly modernising, transiting from farm to the factory and superlative modernity in a Great Leap Forward unknown to tropical Africa.

    Ascendancy was restored to the Action Group. But there were still pockets of resistance, particularly in the royalist cities and some other sub-ethnic enclaves suffering from post-empire hang-over. Paradoxically, it was in 1959 at the height of its glory and grandeur that the Action Group began to unravel.

    In a bid to capture power at the centre, Awolowo took a sharp ideological lurch to the left, embracing the full socialism which had always been implicit in his grand envisioning of human society. At its best, the Action Group was an unstable ensemble of royalists, monarchists, conservatives and progressives. It proved a Potemkin bridge too far. All that was solid began to melt into thin air.

    By 1962, as a result of internal disaffection and external infiltration, the Action Group had fractured irreversibly. The split degenerated into a low-intensity Yoruba civil war which only ended with a military take over in 1966. It was the dawn of darkness as Awolowo himself almost put it. The late sage spent four years in jail.

    1979 and the advent of civilian rule restored the total dominance of Awolowo and his party over the Yoruba race. Combining the authority of personal suffering and his by then larger than life status as the undeniable champion and standard bearer of the race, the late sage and his party romped home in the entire Yoruba landscape. By then it was AWO or AWOL.

    But by 1982, the wheels had begun to come off the train once again. Chief Bola Ige, then Governor of old Oyo state and one of Awolowo’s most gifted lieutenants, survived a motion to expel him from the party for fraternising with General Obasanjo by the whiskers in what was dubbed the Yola night of long knives. But by then the demon of self-destruction had berthed once again. By 1983, it was being rumoured that one or two of Awolowo’s most trusted loyalists were beginning to hint that the unyielding old man had become a veritable albatross on the Yoruba race.

    After he was so egregiously rigged out of contention in the 1983 presidential election, a humiliated and deeply affronted Awo took a final bow from Nigerian politics. In a vote of no confidence in democracy, Awolowo vowed never to seek electoral office again and darkly added that if Nigerians needed his services, they knew where to find him. Awolowo also famously predicted that generations of Nigerians to come may never know real democracy.

    Yet the old man was not done. In a famous parting shot at his shell-shocked party faithful at the UPN Congress later that year and as a befitting riposte to the obtuse gloating of the likes of Umaru Dikko about a Third Reich, Awolowo espoused the famous Hegelian dialectic of a coming reconfiguration which would combine the best parts of thesis and antithesis in a new synthesis. This was dialectical thinking at its most sublime and majestic.

    Ten years later in 1993, Awo was already six years in his final resting place, but his prophecy came to fruition. It was M.K.O Abiola, a former unreconstructed apostate, who became the standard bearer of the progressives. Those of Awo’s surviving lieutenants who could not read the historical signals correctly and who could not abide the new developments found themselves politically excommunicated forever.

    In 1999 at the new dawn of civilian rule, it was the NADECO chieftains who had fought heroically to redeem Abiola’s mandate and who had borne the brunt of Abacha’s tyranny that were handsomely rewarded by the Yoruba electorate. Their suzerainty extended over the entire Yoruba landscape. But trouble began almost immediately as a result of external destabilisation by the PDP and the nuclear fallout of the AD’s presidential primaries. Somebody was misreading the historical signals once again.

    After the 2003 elections, the AD fragmented irretrievably. Although the Yoruba electorate did not mind Obasanjo returning to the misbegotten centre, they frowned at the nicking what did not belong to his party under the even more misbegotten slogan of mainstreaming. After the electoral debacle of their favourite sons, the Yoruba seem to abhor being corralled into the so called unitarist mainstream of stifling suffocation.

    It was then left to the lone survivor, Bola Ahmed Tinubu, to begin the process of heroic retrieval of the electoral patrimony of a race. The recovery and recuperation of stolen electoral goods is a hard slog indeed. Bola Tinubu’s titanic exertions in this regard have already passed into Yoruba and Nigeria political folklore.

    It is said by Unamuno that under tyranny men seek liberty but under liberty they also seek tyranny. The entire Yoruba political elite ought to be grateful to this man and his associates for rescuing them from the jaws of internal slavery. From the beach head of Lagos, the ACN began to claw and muscle its way into the Yoruba interior. In 2007, the PDP compounded the original electoral larceny with a more blatant perfidy.

    But the ACN rollercoaster was unstoppable. It had locked into the dominant mood and aspirations of the Yoruba people. In 2011 and in a telling historic rebuff, the Yoruba electorate gave General Obasanjo a sensational shellacking in his own local polling booth. As it was in the beginning in 1979, so it has been at the end.

    This, ironically, was the momentum and goodwill Rahman Olusegun Mimiko tapped into when his own mandate was ostentatiously pilfered. Snooper was physically present at the Marina when his defence team was being constituted even before the beleaguered politico had physically shown up.

    As a party, the ACN is not perfect. There have been loud and legitimate complaints. But we cannot throw away the baby with the bathwater. The hideous scars of the lineage of the Fourth Republic in military autocracy are here for all to see. This translates into the militarisation of the polity, the monetisation of politics and the regimentation of parties as if they are fighting formations. Politics is the continuation of war by other means. It is better to fight for the deepening of democracy in a party with possibilities than to indulge in the proliferation of political platform for the sake of ego and ambition.

    Snooper has not been able to sit down with the Ondo state governor since his memorable reinstatement. Given their noble antecedents and reputation for radical integrity, there is nothing on ground to suggest that the good people of Ondo state are not in tune with the dominant aspirations of the Yoruba race.

    Unfortunately, this is where Mimiko’s gravitational odyssey through all the parties irrespective of ideology constitutes a setback for progressive consciousness. It is a measure of Yoruba tolerance and liberality that these gyrations in the shuttle spacecraft of ambition have not earned him a severe censure. Other people have not been so lucky. But the question must now be asked in the larger interest of the race and the nation. What does Mimiko really want, and is he in tune with the larger Yoruba aspiration?

    It is not enough to slam ad hoc and haphazard developmental projects on a state without articulating these to a grander vision of regionalism or a deep integrative base which reflects the dominant mood of the people. These are just token tidal twitches in a mighty ocean. The Lagos state miracle is not a happenstance but the result of deep strategic thinking in which the megalopolis is envisioned as a developmental hub in the manner of Hong Kong, California, Taipei, Singapore and other emerging state-cities and city-states.

    As it is, Mimiko is propelled along by a folksy populism without any deep intellectual content or serious integrative and theoretical base. His party, the so called Labour Party, is a vexatious and pernicious nuisance emptied of all radical contents and without any links to real labour; a mere opportunistic decoy and doppelganger of the ruling party. It will not take Mimiko beyond Ode Ondo. Even the fabled timber merchants of that district will tell you that an iroko does not make a forest. Is Mimiko content to remain a local champion and a political warlord in a provincial laager?

    That question will be answered on Saturday. Win or lose, Mimiko would have exhausted the political and historic possibilities of his gambit. By trapping himself in a sub-ethnic cocoon, he has foreclosed further development either horizontal or vertical. It doesn’t get more politically suicidal than that. The Yoruba tend to reward patience, honesty, integrity and perseverance in aspiring leaders. Pa Ajasin who never aspired to be Yoruba leader but who became one in spite of himself would be smiling in his grave.

  • Eagles… redeem your image

    Today, not a few Nigerians would wish that they had better things to do. For those who have societal engagements to attend, they would prefer that their destinations are places where they won’t monitor the Super Eagles game against the Lone Star of Liberia at the UJ Esuene Stadium in Calabar. Others will opt to watch corresponding European qualifiers than raise their blood pressure watching players who feel that they are doing Nigerians a favour by playing in the Eagles.

    Going to watch the Eagles in the past was akin to attending a bazaar in church. The massive crowd moving towards the stadium, armed with food packs, games sets- ludo, scrabble, cards, draught and chess boards, umbrellas etc – all meant to kill boredom while waiting for the game to start. The camaraderie in and around the stadium and the brisk business from the market setting of wares made it a place to be on match days.

    What about the drum beats from the fans? Those who cannot afford the gate fees watching the game from roof tops, not to talk of those holding their radio sets inside and outside the stadium to follow the commentaries. Such was the craze surrounding the Eagles that everything came to a halt when the team played anywhere in the country.

    Nigerians deserve to boycott the uninspiring Eagles. When our players are not complaining of bad pitches, they grumble over allowances owed them. The big ones choose the matches they want to play.

    Indeed, the Eagles’ attitude to our matches has left much to be desired. Discipline is a problem, with many players being caught importing girls into their hotels. The show of shame in Tunisia 2004, where some Eagles stars were expelled from the camp is still fresh in our minds. Or is it the case of one Eagles star who would have been shot by security operatives at the Ghana 2008 Africa Cup of Nations while he was jumping the hotel fence to another hotel in town? The security operative said he spared the player because he had seen him pass earlier that night. He recognised his dress and dreadlocks, hence he spared him. Well, we can say that Keshi and, indeed, the NFF have curtailed that untoward act by keeping them in hotels where they are the only residents.

    Nigerians haven’t forgotten how they stormed the National Stadium in Abuja, last year to watch the Eagles clinch the 2012 Africa Cup of Nations qualification ticket against Guinea. Many have not recovered from the shock resulting from the Eagles’ dismal 2-2 draw against Guinea. Their angst stems from the fact that neither the players nor the coaches knew what could guarantee them victory. This shocking post- match revelation put a lie to the fact that they are professionals, especially when they started blaming NFF eggheads for failing to interpret the rules to them. Such is the commitment of our players to Nigeria’s matches that no one will blame the fans, if they shun the stadium today for better things. However, it could be a redemption day for the Eagles and it is about time.

    In past years, many fans would be in a party mood, predicting who would score the goals. You won’t blame them because watching Eagles then could reduce one’s blood pressure. Fans stormed the stadium in smart kits to join the celebrations. Many of them lost their voices. Work stopped the following week, with everyone talking about the highpoints of the game. In fact, the week preceding the game, the discussion would centre on how fans could save money to watch their idols, where friends could gather to watch the game on big screens, especially those outside the city where the match was played and where fan would spend the evening savouring the sweetness of victory. Not anymore. Now, the fan’s heart is broken- always.

    Years past, players played with their hearts. They knew what it meant to disappoint the fans because they lived with them and would not want to be asked the question: what happened? Since these players of yore lived with the fans, they gave their best. They knew that disappointed fans could take the laws into their hands. They had also seen how those who failed in the past were treated.

    Not anymore. Now, there is a new generation of Eagles who play in Europe. They leave the fans gnashing their teeth and raining curses on them. In their absence, the fans vent their spleen on the NFF as if the ones before them were any better. Don’t remind me of incidents such as that in which the Eagles cut their tracksuits into shorts to play a game. Or is it the incident where we forgot players’ passports at home? What stood Eagles’ players out was their fighting spirit, laced with the non-stop support from the world acclaimed Nigeria Supporters Club. Many have asked what happened to this fighting spirit.

    But today, the Eagles must confront the Liberians as if their lives depend on the match. As they walk onto the pitch, they may find half-field seats. Rather than allow this setting to dampen their minds, they should see it as the challenge to win the fans back. And only a resounding victory can lure heart-broken Nigerians to watch them.

    Our coaches must pick our best 11 players. They must pay attention to the trends in the game. They must be prepared to take early decisions than wait for the crucial moments. We must start to score goals with the first three opportunities. Early goals anchored on sustained pressure that will force the opponents into committing more errors.

    Asking the wingers to fall into the midfield is obsolete; it must be discarded. What this system has caused Nigerians is panic, high blood pressure and disappointment. Samson Siasia adopted this pattern and failed.

    Tasking the wingers with additional responsibilities of dropping into the midfield burns their energy. Little wonder, the Eagles trek on the pitch in the closing stages of games and are unable to defend slim goal margins.

    One may not be a coach, but the language of football is the same. Eagles have natural midfielders who can win the balls back from the opposition and pass it to fellow midfielders, who will supply the sublime passes to the strikers to rip the net open.

    One won’t join the league of critics chastising goalkeeper Vincent Enyeama. Stephen Keshi’s preference for two holding midfielders creates a void in the midfield, which the opposition exploits. Again, Eagles don’t pay attention to such details as man-marking the opponent’s danger men.

    Enyeama should still be in goal, but one must plead with the coaches to parade overlapping wing backs to increase the supply line of crosses from the flanks for the two strikers to bang in the goals. One doesn’t know what the Eagles’ tacticians see in Emmanuel Emenike. He falls easily, making it difficult for referees to support him, given his physique. One would opt for a two-man attack of Brown Ideye and Ike Uche.

    Eagles coaches have watched how Chelsea’s manager Roberto D’ Matteo plays John Mikel Obi and Victor Moses in their recent league matches. Moses is given a free role to operate at Chelsea; because he is fast, he commits his markers into making hasty tackles in critical areas where free kicks can be converted into goals. Besides, he passes and shoots the ball well. One will opt for Joel Obi and Onazi Oguenyi for a water tight four-man midfield. I know that Keshi will pick Obiora Nwankwo ahead of Onazi and one won’t quarrel with him. Nosa Igiebor was confused in Monrovia and lacked the initiative to co-ordinate the midfield even though he scored the first goal. Who won’t score that as a professional, anyway? This idea of asking Ahmed Musa and Uzoenyi to fall back is cumbersome and has not yielded any dividend.

    Defenders Azubuike Egwuekwe, Godfrey Oboabona, Umar Zango, Efe Ambrose and Elderson Echiejile have been the Eagles’ albatross in matches. They are so uncoordinated that one pass beats them hollow, leaving Enyeama exposed for slaughter. Only Egwuekwe plays well with unmatchable his aerial prowess.

    All said, one doesn’t need to worry if the opposition is Liberia, given the two countries’ pedigree in football. Therefore, Keshi and his men must crush Liberia at dusk. We don’t want to hear that there are no minnows in football. Liberia is a minnow to us just as we would be in the eye of pundits, if Nigeria is pitched against Spain at the 2014 World Cup. Good luck great ambassadors. This is your best chance to redeem your image.

  • ‘Impact of violence on kids in Northern Nigeria’

    ‘Impact of violence on kids in Northern Nigeria’

    In a sturdy iron cage, a monkey spins from the bars. Outside, a few metres from the cage, a boy twirls in the dust. Unlike the ape, he enjoys the wilderness of freedom. There, in the scenic ambience of a mobile circus touring Southern Kaduna, his ill-bred face, full African eyes are so dark, so quiet and remote, having seen too many empty dawns pass him by. His name is Aliyu and if he could, he would plead an immediate change in his fate and backtrack to those mornings when he sprang from his mat at the sting of his mother’s sharp pat on his butt. Aliyu misses the rations of steaming chili sauce and corn flour served by his mother every night. But most especially, he misses his dad. The latter, among other things, was the greatest hero he ever had.

    For a boy-child, Aliyu betrays a temperament befitting a man. He has probably made peace with his inner turmoil or rather, has grown impermeable to such human weaknesses, like pain. Nonetheless, the eight-year old native of Jema’a, Kaduna State, parades a photographic memory that recounts his parents’ gruesome death in the wake of the sectarian crisis that pitted the Berom and Jasawa tribes of Jos, Plateau State State against each other in the twilight of 2008.

    “My mother’s sister (his current guardian) came to pick me up from the police station the morning after my parents were killed,” he said. At his parents’ death, Aliyu stopped schooling. His aunt apprenticed him to a weaver but according to the 12-year old, he frustrated his boss to the point that the latter requested that he be removed from his apprenticeship.

    “I don’t want to learn a vocation. I want to be a General (soldier). I do not want to learn any trade but my aunty will not listen to me,” lamented Aliyu.

    Then he fell silent and stared ardently into the distance. It was a macabre silence replete with spasms of blood-curdling angst, misery and discontent, four-years-old. Hard as it was to picture the extent of bitterness devastating his heart, a careful glance at his face indicated a boy utterly torn apart. It seemed he wasn’t there but he was; even as the gruesomeness crackled in his grief and dissolved into the painful tribute of a tear. Today, he does nothing but loiter about town in the company of his childhood friends.

    Unlike Aliyu, Lemora Mohammed’s pain is more recent and it transcends the passing tribute of a tear. Simply put, crying would never be enough to express the brutal massacre of her parents, two sisters, an 18-month-old cousin and a crippled aunt. Mohammed, who was a victim of a more recent sectarian crisis in Jos, had her world viciously torn apart when the rampaging hordes of Jos attacked their home in Angwan Rogo, in the wee hours of a Saturday night.

    “We were just settling in to sleep after a late supper. Suddenly, we heard people running and screaming in agony. A neighbour rushed to our door and banged on it screaming: ‘They are here! They are here! Run while you could.’ She never made it past our door.” And so did Mohammed’s family. Save her and her younger brother, Jabir, whom she claimed had gone out to ease himself, “nobody else made it.”

    However, Mahmud, a 14-year-old from Watam, in Riyom local government area, survived with serious injuries after witnessing the execution of several of his playmates as they played football on a pitch in his neighbourhood. One minute, he was flaunting soccer skills to the applause of his playmates and the next he was running for his dear life as rampaging youths slaughtered his friends in cold blood and gave pursuit after him. “I ran into a bush and jumped into a dry well…I didn’t leave the well until the following morning. I had never experienced such wickedness in my life; while they pursued me like bushmeat, I urinated on myself even as I ran. In the well, I defecated in my pants and at some point, I got too scared that the stench of my faeces would lead them to me…By the time I got to the field the following morning, the sand on our pitch had congealed with blood. There was too much blood and pieces of flesh everywhere,” recounted the 14-year old.

    Few blocks from the pitch, Mariama Kali, 16, listened helplessly from her refuge inside an uncompleted building adjacent to her house as her family and two other families were hacked to death. “I couldn’t peep because I was too scared of being found out. If they had caught me, I wouldn’t be alive right now,” said Kali.

    Such experiences leave emotional and psychological scars that oftentimes last a lifetime. Even when the conflict is over or the children have reached safety, many of them remain filled with fear, bottled up rage and guilt, stated Muhammadu Alli, a clinical psychiatrist.

    Alli could not be too far from the truth. For instance, Margaret Uduma, 61, an ex-Biafran native, stated that although she survived the Nigerian civil war, she was convinced for a long while that she was alone in the world. Indeed, that would seem likely since she lost her parents and four brothers to the crisis at a very young age.

    She developed great hatred for people of a particular extraction in the country and blamed them for the murder of her family because the federal soldiers who invaded their house in Enugu were from that part. Thus for a long while, she lived with venom in her heart. She still does. “You talk of forgiveness… forgiveness. If it happened to you, will you forgive? I can’t. I feel only hate,” said Uduma.

    Eleven-year-old Ibrahim revealed that he has recurrent nightmares in which the ghosts of his two sisters who were raped and murdered in the heat of the Jos crisis visit him and urge him to come to the ‘other side’ (heaven).

    Ibrahim escaped with a neighbouring family when rampaging youths attacked his neighbourhood. Fortunately for him, he was watching musicals with his best friend at a gift shop. His friend’s mother had asked them to man the shop while she dashed home to prepare lunch for the family. His friend’s mother never came back. She was butchered on her way. Luckily, her husband escaped with their only daughter to rescue shop. “When I asked them about my family, they told me that my parents asked me to live with them, that they would join us very soon”.

    When civilian populations and infrastructure are targeted during conflict, traditional family and community networks which would normally give comfort and emotional support to children in crisis are also fragmented and destroyed. Parents in the tide of refugees pushed into camps are stripped of their capacity to shelter and protect their children. In such crisis situation, young women and mothers without protection are frequently raped or forced to trade sex for food, while fathers accustomed to farming and supporting their families stand in line for hand-outs, humiliated and powerless to help themselves or their children.

    The impact of such traumatic experience, especially on children, is usually immeasurable. The sheer magnitude of psycho-social distress among children of different ethnic backgrounds rules out the possibility of uniform textbook approaches. Children on the receiving end in such crises situations hardly survive the onslaught, according to Ibukun Faraayola, 44, a consultant clinical psychiatrist.

    “Every day, the world descends into a desolate moral vacuum. This is a space devoid of the most basic human values; a space in which children are slaughtered, raped and maimed; a space in which children are exploited as soldiers and orphaned; a space in which children are starved and exposed to extreme brutality,” he said.

    Faraayola noted that in extreme situations, most kids are forced to commit atrocities even against their own friends and families as a way of toughening them up and severing whatever ties they have with their loved ones and community at large. “This often rid them of humaneness. I hope things never get as bad as that,” he said.

    Children in flight

    Across the country, many children have been forced to flee to neighbouring states as refugees. Many of them, according to Idiat Bello, a social worker, are in need of special attention. That is because at a crucial and vulnerable time in their lives, they are brutally uprooted from their comfort zones and exposed to extreme danger and brutality, she said.

    However, while child refugees benefit from the specific attention of a number of international NGOs, those who are internally displaced receive less protection even though they tend to be at greater risk.

    In the chaos of full blown war and other types of armed violence, many children are parted from their parents or guardians. Among the most severe problems which all children face during armed conflicts is the heightened risk of being orphaned and raped. Others are forced into sexual slavery or prostitution and other forms of abuse.

    These crimes are often direct consequences of the general societal breakdown during armed conflicts. Children who are displaced but remain in their own countries face perilous circumstances. They are often worse off than refugees, since they may lack access to protection and assistance. There are an increasing number of situations where families and communities are chronically displaced due to localised, continued armed conflict. Surveys have shown that the death rate among internally displaced persons has been as much as 60 per cent higher than the death rate of persons within the same country who are not displaced.

    Even when internally displaced families are housed with relatives or friends, they may not be secure, eventually facing resentment from their hosts because of the limited resources to be shared. Another acute problem for internally displaced children is access to health and education services. In contravention of humanitarian law, the access of internally displaced persons to humanitarian assistance is often impeded. Flight can put them beyond the reach of existing Government or NGO programmes. Even if schools exist, the children may not be able to enroll because they lack proper documentation, are not considered residents of the area or are unable to pay school fees. Feelings of exclusion, as well as the struggle for survival and protection, may lead children to join parties to the conflict or to become street children.

    Children in camps

    In times of conflicts, children’s traditional systems of social protection come under severe strain or break down completely and there are often high levels of violence, alcohol and substance abuse, family quarrels and sexual assault.

    Adolescent girls are particularly vulnerable and even the youngest children can be affected when they witness an attack on a mother or a sister.

    One important aspect of relief that particularly affects women and children is the distribution of resources such as food, water, firewood and plastic sheeting. Control of these resources represents power. Men are usually in charge of distribution and often abuse their power by demanding bribes or sexual favours. This puts adolescent girls and women at risk, according to the United Nations High Commission for Refugees (UNHCR). The UNHCR alleged that the first days and weeks of a mass displacement of people usually result in high mortality rates for children. Among displaced children, measles, malaria and malnutrition account for 60 to 80 per cent of reported deaths.

    Factors contributing to high mortality include overcrowding and lack of food and clean water, along with poor sanitation and lack of shelter. Pregnant and lactating women require particular attention, as do displaced children living with disabilities. Children coming from armed conflict are likely to have injuries that require special medical attention. In these circumstances, only a multi-sector approach to health and nutrition can protect young children. Camp environments are often highly militarised. In some instances, children have been taken, either forcibly or fraudulently, from camps to a third country for “political education” or military training.

    Child health under attack

    Thousands of children die each year as a result of armed violence – from knives, bullets, bombs and landmines. But many more die from the indirect consequences of warfare as a result of the disruption in food supplies, for example and the destruction of health services, water systems and sanitation. In poor regions where children are already vulnerable to malnutrition and disease, the onset of armed conflict can increase death rates – with those under five years at particular risk.

    But beyond the physical dangers, children may also suffer lasting psychological damage as a result of the loss of their families. Children and adolescents also have very different capacities, and the lines between them are often blurred. In a child’s early years, the focus is on survival, with special attention needed in health, nutrition and protection. Research shows, however, that cognitive development is equally important.

    The ways in which children respond to the stress of armed conflict also depend on their particular circumstances. These in turn are affected by such factors as age, sex, personality type, personal and family history, and cultural background.

    Moreover, armed conflict often pushes children into roles beyond their capacity. It can also prolong certain transitions for young people. Because children are agents of their own protection, and appropriate coping mechanisms require specific cognitive competencies, a key priority is supporting children’s cognitive development through various life stages.

    The different ways in which armed conflict may have already shaped children’s lives can expose them to additional risks. Children can be especially vulnerable if they are living with a disability, with HIV or on the street, or if they lack access to school or health care.

    Similarly, separation from family, the experience of gender-based violence, internal displacement or refugee status, and current or former association with the armed forces or other armed groups can heighten the risk of further violations. A child’s reaction depends on the accumulation of risks, and also on her or his coping skills, available sources of support and other resources.

    Children are also affected by other distressing experiences. Armed conflict splinters communities and breaks down trust among people – undermining the very foundation of children’s lives. Different children will respond in different ways to such distressing experiences. Most will recover fairly quickly but a few may suffer permanent damage.

    The Almajiri factor

    The northern almajiris have also been found to be easily instigated and used as perpetrators of armed violence in the region. One young man sent by his family from neighbouring Niger told the American Cable News Network (CNN) then how the schools used him and other children as foot soldiers in religious clashes. Fearing for his life, he spoke on condition of anonymity, telling how he lost his arm in the 2000 in religious violence that killed about 1,000 people in the northern city of Kaduna.

    Tsangaya schools or almajirici as they are popularly known in the North, consequently were identified as breeding grounds for political thugs. Investigations revealed that the almajiris are exposed to city life with all the attendant corruption that comes with it at very impressionable ages. Left with no parental control or adequate social guidance, they turn vagabond with very real likelihood of drifting into a life of crime. Unfortunately, they are not equipped to cope with the pressures of city life. They hardly wish to be where they belong and they never fit in the city where they find themselves.

    The Kano initiative

    Asides the Federal Government-sponsored Almajiri Education Programme (AEP), which seeks to accord northern almajiri kids opportunities at a well-rounded education process, Governor Rabiu Kwakwanso of Kano State has done a lot to improve the lot of the kids.

    Currently, Kano runs four Almajiri schools and the schools among other benefits seek to eradicate illiteracy and begging along the state’s major roads. The state government is playing a major role in the almajiri school system by providing the teachers and maintaining the schools and the good thing about the scheme, according to most residents, is that the schools have practically thrown their doors open to almajiris from neighbouring states.

    And as part of its bid to improve the lot of its youths, the state government has provided vehicles for all the institutions in Kano for the inspection of primary and secondary schools and tertiary institutions. Governor Kwakwanso’s administration also foots examination fees for every child sitting for the West African Examinations Council (WAEC) and National Examinations Council (NECO) School leaving examinations. So far, the incumbent administration has allocated over N35 billion to primary and secondary education alone in the state. The initiative is geared towards furnishing the pupils with opportunity to enjoy quality education and at the same time shield them from becoming easy targets for criminal masterminds seeking to use them as canon-fodder for fomenting armed violence.

    However, the state government has a more comprehensive policy in the pipeline for the street kids. The State Commissioner for Information, Prof. Faruk Jibrin, said a report has been submitted to Governor Kwankwaso. He said the state would implement it by rehabilitating the Almajiris.

    A call to action

    Gladys Mobolade, coordinator of the Child Hope Nigeria Network (CHNN), suggested that an emergency assistance in periods of armed conflicts should always seek to specifically address the health needs of children. Emergency health teams should always include pediatric care and ensure access to reproductive healthcare for adolescents. She emphasized the building of community resources – helping close family members as well as school teachers and other community workers to provide children with the long term support they need.

    However, in the long run, UNICEF suggested that local and international NGOs, the government and affected communities must pool concerted effort to prevent the outbreak of armed violence by addressing the socio-economic roots of conflicts and guarding against the shipment of arms and ammunition into the conflict zones.

    In the short run, Farayoola said that conscious efforts must be made to protect child victims of armed violence. According to him, the most effective and sustainable approach is to mobilise the existing social care system. “This may, for example, involve mobilising a refugee community to support suitable foster families for unaccompanied children. Through training and raising the awareness of central care-givers including parents, teachers and community and health workers, a diversity of programmes can enhance the community’s ability to provide care for its children and vulnerable groups.

    “Some organisations, for example, put a great deal of emphasis on trauma therapy in residential treatment centres. Exploring a child’s previous experience with violence and the meaning that it holds in her or his life is important to the process of healing and recovery. However, such an exploration should take place in a stable, supportive environment, by care-givers who have solid and continuing relationships with the child. In-depth clinical interviews intended to awaken the memories and feelings associated with a child’s worst moments risk leaving the child in more severe pain and agitation than before,” said Farayoola.

    The most urgent wish made by the affected youth, however, is to be free to grow into adulthood safe from violence of any kind. Many of them would love to grow in communities that guarantee their right to attend school, to play and compete with each other, and learn the skills necessary for future jobs. The role of the community is paramount. In their recommendations, children and young people emphasize the importance of looking for solutions through dialogue with parents and local elders. Families and communities are seen as best equipped to respond to children’s educational, health and psychosocial needs, and to foster peace and tolerance.

    Most of the recommendations recognise that the state bears principal responsibility for protecting and caring for children, especially those who are abused and exploited. But youth led organisations also pressed their case for change in their communities, noting the obligation of governments to help foster changes through better implementation and monitoring of policies already in place. Young people ask for stronger legislation and better enforcement of the rule of law, especially in rural areas. They see clear links between security and peace building, peace education, and constructive dialogue between youth and authorities. In their responses, they emphasize preventive measures that foster peace and tolerance within their communities. They couldn’t possibly be asking for too much. Could they?

  • Tell them, Tambuwal, budget is no ritual

    Tell them, Tambuwal, budget is no ritual

    While the dust raised by the House of Representatives over the abysmally poor implementation of the 2012 budget was yet to settle, President Goodluck Jonathan on Wednesday presented the 2013 budget to a joint session of the National Assembly. The House had been at daggers drawn with the executive arm of government, threatening to commence impeachment proceedings against the President if the N4.7 trillion budget presented by the President last year was not fully implemented.

    Hon. Femi Gbajabiamila representing Surulere, Lagos, who initiated the debate on budget implementation after the various committees constituted by the House to monitor the MDAs had discovered that funds were not released to the MDAs which were supposed to implement the various projects in their purview, had threatened that if the economy was not properly greased by September, the House would be left with no option but to begin impeachment moves against President Jonathan.

    It was on the basis of the foregoing that the House initially threatened to boycott the presentation of the 2013 budget when Jonathan informed the Senate and the House of his plan to present the budget to a joint session of the two chambers on October 4. The lawmakers had earlier warned they might reject the presentation altogether if the level of performance of the current budget remained unsatisfactory. They, therefore, passed a unanimous vote, calling on the President to defer the presentation to allow the House to complete its evaluation of the budget implementation. After some pressure from the executive arm, the House eventually yielded ground and agreed to join the Senate to host the President on Wednesday.

    The budget read by the President on Wednesday would pass for a good one, considering the fact that for the first time in a very long while, the education and health sectors enjoyed a good share of the budget. Only defence would seem to have to have enjoyed more vote than these two critical sectors whose importance have hitherto been undermined by successive administrations. And it is understandable if defence is given as much attention as it has enjoyed in the budget, given the scary security situation in the country.

    One would, however, expect that more money would be voted for agriculture, particularly when the President is conscious of the looming prospects of food scarcity on account of the terrible floods that have ravaged Kogi, Niger, Benue and other parts of the country considered as the nation’s food basket. Thousands of acres of farmlands where the bulk of the nation’s food crops like yam, cassava, maize, millets and guinea corn are grown have been washed away. If food is still the most critical necessity of life, agriculture deserves more than was allocated to it.

    The real worry, however, stems from the fact that budget in this part of the world has been reduced to mere annual ritual with public office holders in charge of its implementation and their cronies the only beneficiaries. Last year, the nation had a budget of N4.7 trillion even though its income from oil revenue alone could be in excess of N10 trillion. But the life of the average Nigerian remains miserable.

    Our roads remain the death traps they have always been. Water taps continue to run dry. Even claims of improved electricity supply in some quarters remain a mystery to many, including the residents of Otunba Gbenga Daniel Housing Estate, Ota, Ogun State, where some of the residents told me recently that they have not sighted public power for months!

    The only perceivable impact from successive budgets has been the exotic lifestyles of many of our public office holders. Their castles, exotic cars, wives and concubines are multiplying in geometric proportions simultaneously as the mass of the people sink deeper and deeper into poverty because the enabling environment is not created for their trades to flourish.

    The foregoing explains why Jonathan’s announcement at the joint session of the National Assembly on Wednesday that the 2013 budget would witness an increase of 5 per cent from N4.7 trillion last year to N4.92 trillion would make little or no meaning to the average Nigerian.

    The President had said his budget of “physical consolidation with inclusive growth” was underpinned by parameters that would reflect government’s prudent economic policies. The parameters, according to him, include the rise of oil production from N2.8 million barrels per day for 2012 to N2.53 million barrels per day. And the benchmark of US$72 per barrel in the current budget will increase to US$75 per barrel next year. These, ordinarily, should be good news in a country where budget means more than rhetoric. But in our part of the world, all we have are figures without nuances.

    The matter is even more complicated in the case of the Jonathan administration because it is one that thrives on insincere promises. One and a half years into his tenure after the initial two years he spent to complete the tenure of the late President Umaru Yar’Adua, virtually none of his electoral promises has been fulfilled.

    Defending the nocturnal hike in the price of fuel in January, the Minister of Finance, Dr. Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala, had vowed that with the additional revenue from the fuel price hike, the nation would start witnessing serious transformation of its infrastructural facilities from June this year. She had also vowed that luxury buses purchased by the Federal Government would pimple our roads to ease transportation problems arising from the price hike. Besides, she said our roads would be so neatly tarred that a motorist would drive on them with a cup of tea on his dash board. The month of June has come and gone and another June is approaching without any sign that the promises will be fulfilled any time soon.

    It is just as well that Tambuwal reminded the President on Wednesday about the colossal failure of the current budget. Interim reports on field oversight of the 2012 budget by the House standing committees, he said, “are clearly unimpressive both in terms of releases as well as utilization.”

    Will the implementation of this year’s budget be any different?