Category: Tatalo Alamu

  • Lagos as an exemplary paradigm

    Lagos as an exemplary paradigm

    Last week as the Saraki senate and its political Panzer Division began what is to all intent and purpose the final pincer movement against the Buhari presidency, two developments elsewhere warmed the heart and pointed the way forward for a politically cohesive, culturally conducive and economically developed Nigeria despite the fraught circumstances. Both developments took place in Lagos, the old capital of Nigeria and its economic and technological hub.

    There is no other Nigerian city configured like Lagos. With its Yoruba core, its multi-cultural, multi-ethnic and multi-religious accessories, Lagos has always shown the way for the rest of the country. Whether in its colonial incarnation or post-colonial stardom, Lagos has always enjoyed a stellar status among Nigerians. With its sheer pizzazz and razzmatazz Lagos is also something of an old ham actor. The messenger is as important as the message. The form is as vital as the content. Those who went to university in the early seventies must remember the famous cry of “Eko for show” whenever the University of Lagos team arrived with their lordly preening and prancing.

    This past week, Lagos laid it on once again in a spectacular display of a developmental template and leadership paradigm  which point the way forward for a Nigeria hobbled by the crisis of leadership and development. It was a double whammy, as they say, planned to the last finicky detail and executed with spectacular aplomb. To showcase how far he has come into his own, the Lagos State Governor launched a flurry of projects with the unmistakable panache and precision that has become part of the Ambode brand.

    On Monday, Akin Ambode launched the Lagos Neighbourhood Safety Corps, a visionary roadmap for combatting high and low profile crimes in Lagos and its environ. Nigeria and its urban centres are grossly under-policed. The stiff, rigidly centralized and underfunded police force can no longer cope with increasingly sophisticated criminality and its minute localization.

    Security-wise, this proactive policing relying very much on local intelligence and community whistleblowing is bound to have an immediate impact on the state and curb the tendency to lawlessness and disorder particularly where it is felt that the state capacity for surveillance is weak or even non-existent. Yet as the governor was politically sensible enough to point out, this state paramilitary organisation was not set up to rival the regular police or to serve as a testing board for a future state police.

    On Wednesday, the train moved to Alimosho where the governor commissioned the Aberu-Akesan link bridge thereby opening up communities hitherto delinked and isolated by nature’s adversity. This agrarian capacity-building is bound to have a positive and dramatic impact on the economy and social life of the area in terms of integration and intercommunity harmony. Judging from the joyous expression on the faces of the denizens of these long abandoned enclaves, it was clear that they thought a messiah had come to town.

    With the frenetic and frenzied pace of activities of the past twenty four months belied by a calm and demure exterior, Ambode is proving to be the revelation of the season. Not many gave him a chance. Not very many knew where he was coming from. He was not one of the golden boys of politics. He was an obscure technocrat from an obscure department.

    Yet within two years, despite his politics of anti-politics which tries to connect with the people in their angst and aspirations without going through formal and conventional political structure, Ambode has managed to connect with the soul and essence of Lagos as well as the restless, self-surpassing spirit that drives this swelling metropolis. It is the spirit of Herbert Macaulay, the spirit of Lateef Jakande, the spirit of Mobolaji Johnson and the spirit of Bola Tinubu.

    You can as well afford not to play politics if your path had been cleared for you by a master politician, or if your political palm kernel had been cracked for you by a benevolent godfather. You might as well go into deep sleep or lapse into deep reflection as you plot and plan the progress of Lagos among the commune of global metropolises if you have a warrior-politician as benefactor and protector. Judging from the effusive praises he heaps on his mentor at every turn and the gesture of total deference, Ambode is deeply grateful to Tinubu in a profoundly humble and touching manner.

    Last Tuesday, the cream of the Nigerian political society rose as one to celebrate and heap even more effusive praises on the man widely regarded as the architect and visioner of the Lagos miracle and the presiding political genius of its post-military renaissance. It was a moveable political feast replete with native drumming and joyous singing. In the bumptious and fractious world of Nigerian politics, this is as close to the political apotheosis of one exceptional individual as you will ever get.

    It was like the coronation of a major political royalty. Speaker after speaker were unstinting in their praise of the Lagos power master. They eulogised his phenomenal staying power and power of absolute concentration, his political wizardry and ability to think on his feet and his boundless capacity to see political possibilities where others see stark impossibility.

    President Mohammadu Buhari, through his representative, General Dambazzau, drew attention to the transformation of Lagos under the watchful political guidance of Tinubu. Others spoke in similar vein and about Tinubu’s uncanny ability to spot great talents and to transform political disciples into leaders in their own right. In a delightful feat of political conciliation and diplomatic fence-mending, Kemi Adeosun, the nation’s Finance Minister, drew the audience attention to the fact that the template which dramatically transformed the Ogun State IGR was copied wholesale from the Tinubu Template in Lagos.

    To add anything to all this must sound like killing by too much praising. Those close to Tinubu know that he will be the first to admit that like all fallible mortals, he can also be prone to grave errors of judgement and grievous political miscalculations. The important thing is to have the bigger picture in mind all the time. It is this visionary ability which separates him from the run of the mill Nigerian politician and which accounts for his political magnanimity in sure victory and seeming defeat.

    For the sake of Nigeria, it is useful to add that there are three major ingredients that form the basis of the fabled post-military transformation of Lagos which are sorely lacking in contemporary Nigerian scene. It is useful to isolate these for public consumption and for a public debate about the future of Nigeria.

    First is the modernizing power of ideas and the prodigious deployment of a knowledge-based society and its superb economy of inclusive growth and development. Second is the power and advantage of sheer continuity in a nation hobbled by radical ruptures and discontinuities. Third is the capacity for vertical and horizontal mobilization of elites and masses at the same time. All these are interrelated and have multiplier effects on each other.

    Post-military Lagos has witnessed an explosion of technocratic knowledge and cutting edge paradigms of rapid modernization brought in from different parts of the world but domesticated and adapted to local needs in a way that would have been impossible under military autocracy with its centralizing aridity and poverty of knowledge which can never lead to knowledge of poverty.

    Second, Lagos has been blessed with continuity having been ruled by the same party albeit in different guises and involuntary mutations since the advent of the Fourth Republic. The transformative power of continuity inheres in the fact that it conduces to political stability and institutional capacity-building. Unlike what obtains at the de-federalized centre, the synergy and symbiotic reinforcement among the three arms of government in Lagos State since the Fourth Republic is the stuff of legend.

    All this would have been impossible without the capacity of the Lagos political leadership for horizontal and vertical mobilization. As it is also proving to be the case under General Buhari’s second watch, no Nigerian leader has been successful in mobilizing the people and the political elites behind him in the arduous task of transforming the nation into a genuinely modern polity. The Lagos political leadership has substantially succeeded in this onerous task through constant conciliation, continuous elite pacting and post-election political arbitration and consensus building.

    But despite state paralysis and constant leadership failure, Nigeria may yet be redeemed and rescued by certain societal developments which bypass the post-colonial state rendering it irrelevant and surplus to the requirement of the long-suffering multitude of this nation. Ironically, this prospect was also showcased at the colloquium last Tuesday. But it was applauded by the audience probably for the wrong reason.

    Whether it was seen in the contribution of Aliko Dangote, the business magnate who hopes to create sixty thousand jobs with one single project that could tremendously boost the federal foreign reserve, or Air Marshal Abubakar Sadique’s uplifting story of how the Nigerian Air force came to source for local electrolyte for powering its surveillance helicopter, or the brief irreverent intervention of Innocent Chukwuma, the man who built an automobile empire from scratch, one can sense a revolution of individual initiative and prodigious creative resourcefulness unleashing itself on the nation.

    This is not to discount the posse of local entrepreneurs who came to share their ennobling tales of how they grew their trade from impossible circumstances and even more impossible local raw materials. These are redemptive tropes for a nation in acute economic distress. The creative ingenuity and can do spirit of Nigerians has no match. There can be no greater argument for the devolution of power from the centre to the margins and periphery than what we have witnessed in Lagos this past week. If this is not done, the state may wither away in Nigeria eventually.

     

  • Uniform and Uniformity

    Uniform and Uniformity

    (The unfolding travails of the Nigerian State)

    Those who see the tiff between the Customs’ Comptroller-General, retired Col Hameed Ali, and the senate over the wearing of uniform as a superficial tussle, are profoundly mistaken. But many who get it right may also be looking in the wrong direction for an answer. We should ask ourselves why this kind of political circus cannot be contemplated or even imagined in properly functioning democracies.

    Last Thursday, the senate upped the ante by asking Ali to resign or be fired on the grounds that he was too old and unfit to hold office. This is the self-same senate that is teeming with all kinds of contrary and colourful characters, some of them not too old but certainly too unfit to hold legislative office—to put things with diplomatic restraint.

    Yet we ought to have known that an extraordinary drama redolent of state incapacitation and possible anomie is in the offing when Malam Ali walked into the senate chambers in mufti with two of his topmost lieutenants in tow only to be summarily evicted. A bigger beast is being stalked in the jungle. If you abuse a dog in this manner, you are actually abusing its master.

    It is a sign of dire emergency, flashing warning signals to the Fourth Republic. Rather than being a cosmetic wrangling about appearance and formal submission of a high ranking state functionary to the dictates of a powerful branch of government, it speaks to a deep dissonance and disarticulation of state components which has become characteristic of the first inter-party regime-change in the democratic history of the nation. Already implicated in the stalling and smooth running of government, this messy wrangling is likely to eventuate in a nasty power commotion or even a violent dismissal.

    The uniform is an integral symbol and totem of the modern state. It is emblematic of state authority in all its diffusion and dispersal. Through the uniform, and as the name implies, through its harsh homogeneity, the state grinds the nation into conformity and a uniformity which is bleak and inescapable.

    Through the uniform, the modern state determines who to criminalize and restrict to prison and who to section and contain in the lunatic ward. It also chooses its representatives and bearers of its instrument of authority. The uniform evokes and evinces the symbolic aura and legitimacy of the state.

    Yet it may also be the case that the fundamental defects of a nation can begin to rear their head in the most dramatic and unexpected of ways. A nation lacking in organic coherence cannot produce uniformity and unanimity at the level of the state. This crisis of uniformity may be structural, ideological, cultural or political but it finds outlandish manifestation in the most seemingly innocuous of circumstances. The uniform of Malam Hameed Ali is symptomatic of the crisis of the Nigerian post-colonial state.

    To be sure, no one in his right senses can fault the moralizing and sanitizing zeal which led President Mohammadu Buhari to the choice of the implacable, no-nonsense former military administrator of Kaduna State as the man to bring sanity back to an institution widely perceived as corrupt and debased through and through. In the Customs, President Buhari saw a dire national emergency and rightly so.

    Yet that being the case, the president should have made wider and more cosmopolitan consultations as well as a more thorough exploration of the options available to him. However debased the Customs had become, bringing somebody from outside its ranks and a retired member of a rival service for that, is disruptive and destabilising enough, but bringing somebody who regards the uniform of the institution he has come to redeem with obvious contempt and disdain is unduly confrontational and counterproductive.

    What the president should have done was to appoint Col Ali as Sole Administrator of the Customs and Excise department with a time limit and an Order of Procedure handed to him. With that instrument of authority, he can logically decline to wear uniform without disrupting service cohesiveness and uniformity, or drawing the ire of an unfriendly senate. As it is, what General Buhari has done is akin to bringing in a non-uniform wearing outsider as the Inspector General of the Police or a former immigration boss as the head of prison services.

    All of this is however small beer compared to the main drama of which the senate versus Ali imbroglio is an adjunct scene. The main drama is of course the fact that the main opposition to the ruling APC is the ruling APC. This is a rousing democratic conundrum which could only be thrown up by a dysfunctional state in the throes of a major institutional crisis. What is going on is perhaps the longest political coup in the legislative annals of modern Nigeria. The ugly denouement may yet be approaching.

    With the remorseless and incorrigible PDP on the prowl and waiting to take advantage, the executive is beginning to remind one of a huge rat petrified and immobilized by the presence of a mammoth predatory snake. But if the wayward senate leadership is hare-brained enough to overreach itself by reaching for an impeachment clause in order to force open the gridlock, the entire circus is most likely going to be dismissed by some other forces waiting in the wings and watching the current political shenanigan with barely concealed disgust and irritation.

    Either way, the Fourth Republic may be approaching a remarkable endgame. In a sense, the APC is proving to be more dangerous to the health of the nation than the PDP. Unlike the PDP which is an integrated consortium of political sharks and other major players in the extractive industry, the APC is an organized conspiracy to capture power which is proving incapable of coalescing into a coherent and organic party after its triumph. Ambition should be made of sterner and more sterling stuff.

    As it is, the only other example one can think of is the coalition of contrary forces which unseated President Daniel Arap Moi in Kenya only for it to disintegrate into its ethnic components ahead of the next election. The resultant crisis snowballed into a tribal conflagration which pushed Kenya in the direction of a brief civil war.

    A state that lacks uniformity of purpose and vision cannot produce organic parties that will drive national interests. What is happening in the senate is the transmutation of personal interests to national interests without any mediating vision of the nation. Many have fingered the executive itself of being complicit in this ideological balkanization of the nation. In this version of the national narrative, the dominant but not hegemonic CPC faction of the APC has simply substituted its regional and religious agenda for party principles leaving the old and jaded ACN to carry the short end of the stick.

    When Bukola Saraki carried out his opening political offensive against the dominant mood and political wish of his party, he was not doing so in the national interest but in the interest of a consuming and overweening personal ambition facilitated by the undomesticated and unassimilated PDP cabal moonlighting in the APC.

    In retrospect, it may well be that the hard-headed and harshly pragmatic son of the departed Oloye knew what many didn’t know at that point in time. In a nation lacking in foundational principles, there are no national or party interests for that matter, only personal interests parading as national interests.

    Halfway into the Buhari administration, nobody has been able to do anything about that. On the contrary, the fellow from Ilorin is in firm control of his democratic troops and is waxing from strength to strength. Even if you don’t like his politics, you have to respect and admire his chilling focus and single-minded pursuit of what matters to him.

    It is unfortunate that matters are headed in this direction. Yet only those who plant cassava and are expecting to harvest yam would be surprised. Every attempt to move Nigeria democratically forward is scuttled by the foundational problems of ethnicity, cultural animosity, religious incompatibility and mutual contempt which override the dictates of party affiliations, political associations and ideological fraternities.

    If the APC was going to turn out its own worst enemy what was the whole point of the heroic pan-Nigerian uprising against the PDP? There are optimists who point at all this as minor teething problems in the growth and development of a nation. But when a fifty seven year old is still growing teeth, well that must be Ajantala himself. The combination of permanent infancy with perpetual dark experience makes for a dangerous toddler indeed.

    On the other hand are those who take a longer perspective of history, who believe that in a multi-ethnic and multi-cultural nation, you cannot crash the gear of history. In other words, it may well be that we need to get to this point in order to gain greater clarity and a greater awareness of our true situation shorn of panic and political hysteria.

    If we align with this perspective, it is possible see the current tussle not as a Manichean struggle between saints and sinners or heroes and villains but as a gigantic collision of political forces on the chessboard in which God marches on the side of the bigger battalion. Thus, the APC needed to come together in the overwhelming national interest. But it may also take an internal implosion of the party or its major reconfiguration to move the nation forward.

    In all this, General Buhari’s fabled integrity and probity may help to tilt the balance of forces. But they can no longer be the sole determining factor. Due to a combination of adverse circumstances compounded by political naivety, the last two years have seen a drastic whittling down of his auratic presence. Just as it happened with his first coming when these qualities at their most potent could not prevent his military adversaries from coming together to depose him, other contrary forces are also waiting in the wings this time around.

    The problem is not the uniform of Malam Ali. The problem is the lack of uniformity and national consensus among Nigeria’s ruling class and the sheer absence of unanimity among state actors about what it takes to move the nation forward. In any nation where there is this fundamental collision of political altars, the foundational basis of the state ought to be re-examined. This is the only way the state and the political elite can retain the initiative against the street and its restive mob.

     

  • So long, Cynthia Osokogu

    This last Thursday after a five year trial, a Lagos State High Court presided over by Justice Olabisi Akinlade sentenced to death by hanging the killers of Cynthia Osokogu, the former post graduate student of Nasarawa State University and daughter of a retired army general.

    It was a death that shook the nation to its foundation, causing the bones to freeze all the way. This ravishingly beautiful girl was a classic combination of brains and beauty, and a gifted and enterprising one to boot. She could have been the delight of any parent any day. There is no one who has fathered female children and watched them gradually grow into radiant maturity who will not feel the pain and the pangs of traumatic loss. How these savage brutes could think of doing such a thing remains incomprehensible to any sane person. Some monsters in human form are stalking Nigeria.

    Hopefully with the sentencing and the prospective appointment of the psychotic killers with the hangman, some sort of closure would have been brought to this terrible tragedy and some relief to the parents. Although the trial seemed to have taken an unduly long time, it is hard to fault the prosecuting team given the circumstances. The police must also be commended for carrying out a thorough investigation which led to the arraignment and conviction of these wicked animals. Governor Akin Ambode must waste no time in signing their papers. He must also expedite action on other pending cases awaiting the executioner’s noose.

    In addition to the commendable efforts to turn Lagos into a well-lit, well-paved African megalopolis, it is also important to send the feelers out that Lagos has zero-tolerance for dastardly crimes. As the preeminent economic and technological hub of the country, Lagos, with its traditionally accommodating culture and humane civility, must play host to all kinds of characters, not a few of them undesirable anti-socials and other traumatised psychopaths.

    It is up to the immigrants to assimilate and be assimilated into culture of the host community that has extended warm courtesy and urbane tolerance to them. Lagos is not an anarchic no-man’s land. As it was said, when you are in Rome, you must do as Romans. Every society must fashion out the system of retribution which best suits the tempo and temperament of the time, and must find the means of meting out commensurate punishment for commensurate crime.

    Wickedness and wanton cruelty can only be stamped out by equal if not greater state ferocity. There is no point doubting the wisdom and efficacy of the Hammurabi Code at this juncture in Nigeria’s life when the entire society appears to have been overtaken by callousness and a satanic disregard for the sanctity of the human life. May the soul of this poor girl find some repose.

     

  • Still in search of the savant Nigerian leader

    Still in search of the savant Nigerian leader

    As the thirtieth anniversary of the earthly departure of Chief Obafemi Awolowo approaches, snooper has been ruing what went wrong between Nigeria and the man famously described as the best president the nation never had. Is there a nexus between structural compatibility and leadership genius? Except in revolutionary situations which smash all differences, a leader operating in a hostile habitat, no matter how greatly endowed, is bound to be eventually overwhelmed by political adversity.

    A nation cannot be greater than the choice of conflicts imposed on it from without or within. It is possible that President Buhari is already ruing the day he decided to cut short his medical vacation. What with the recent Ife crisis which has introduced a frightening dimension to the National Question and the “mago-mago” we all witnessed in the Senate last Wednesday with respect to the second dismissal of Ibrahim Magu.

    So, who exactly is deceiving who in this country? What was the point and purpose of the meeting between President Buhari and the leadership of the National Assembly on the eve of the confirmation hearing ? The senate president famously hinted to television correspondents that he was obviously not talking to himself. Somebody must have been talking to himself, Could it be General Buhari himself?

    But they should have told Magu that he would not be talking to himself. As soon as he was summarily wrong-footed by the opening salvo, a flustered Magu continued to flip and to flop till the bitter end. The EFCC boss ought to have known that there is no mercy killing in this business. With the deadly DSS still on the prowl, Magu ought to have perished the thought of a soft-landing.

    President Buhari deserves some respite and some rest. Unfortunately, this country, being a hostage itself, does not take hostages. This column will not add to his problems. This morning, the column takes a strategic respite from the Nigerian palaver by concentrating on nobler pursuits. Five years ago snooper monitored a seminal interview of a great leader on CNN. It was as if Lee Kuan Yew, the Singaporean avatar, knew his time was up and was biding the global scene a farewell . A few months later, he was gone.

    In retrospect and with the benefit of historical hindsight, Lee Kuan Yew genius could not have flourished in a regionally, culturally, religiously and economically polarized nation badly in need of structural unbundling. A great unbundling had already taken place. Singapore was a product of forcible restructuring. The old colonial island-junkyard was summarily expelled from the Malaysian union. Had he ruled the old union, Yew, an ethnic Chinese and himself a monarch by temperament, would have unravelled in a violent confrontation with the rigidly stratified and monarchical Malays,

    Half a century after, it is an engrossing paradox of history that both Singapore and Malaysia have achieved stardom through different routes and by harnessing the cultural and creative strengths of their individual societies.

  • The Autumn of the Savant Leader

    There is an aura peculiar to human greatness. It radiates from the innermost being even as it projects and beams the essence of the great person. It cannot be forged or faked. But while it does not advertise itself, it is powerful enough to compel you never to forget it. The truly great human is a splendid aberration.

    Snooper spent the better part of  Sunday morning glued to the television as Lee Kuan Yew, Singapore’s founding father and minister-mentor, fielded questions from Fareed Zakaria on CNN. It was a moveable cultural and historical feast. At eighty four and with a heart operation behind him, Yew looked frail and faintly spectral, but he was still his vigorous and intellectually agile self as he answered awkward questions. Autumn and twilight have surely arrived for one of the most outstanding leaders of the post-colonial epoch.

    Much has been written about this remarkable man, about his outstanding cerebral capability, his personal thrift and self-discipline and his uncanny ability to anticipate historical developments. In many Third World countries trying to break out of the gridlock of underdevelopment, Yew has become an iconic figure, the legendary talisman for rapid transformation.

    Yet it must also be stated that Lee Kuan Yew is essentially a magnificent anachronism, a throw back to an earlier age of titanic leaders who dared history itself and emerged virtually unscathed. They simply don’t make leaders like that anymore. The limitless possibilities of the post-modern world, the levelling of opportunities, the gradual overcoming of ancient class divisions, have also guaranteed the rise of the pigmy potentate, little leaders with little understanding of the historical process that threw them up. Welcome to the world of George Bush. Tony Blair, Gordon Brown and other mimic men of the machine age.

    As if to rev up the historical ironies, about the same time Lee was teaching Zakaria some memorable history lessons, three leaders of the minimalist and miniaturist post-modern world were being issued with their last pay cheques. While Thabo Mbeki and the prime-ministers of Israel and Japan went under in a hail of recrimination and controversy, Gordon Brown escaped electoral challenge from his own party by the skin of his teeth. It can be argued that this could never have happened to a Lee Kuan Yew who ruled his country with an iron hand. But that is because Yew belonged to an earlier era, and a different historical conjuncture.

    Lee combined a prodigious intellect with an iron will and a clear vision of where he wanted to take his country. In just a generation, he had taken his country from a sleepy, mosquito-infested colonial limbo to a glittering First World superstardom and techno-savvy paradise. Many historical and geographical factors were working in Lee’s favour, not the least the relative compactness of his city-state and its post-colonial ethnic configuration. But there can be no doubt that the blueprint and the steely determination to take out his people from the farm to the factory were his. Lee Kuan Yew is arguably the closest modern approximation of the savant-leader.

    A savant-leader is a person of great wisdom and prodigious learning approaching the benchmark of genius but who prefers to use his formidable intellectual endowments in the service of statecraft. He is the modern equivalent of the Platonic philosopher-king. All the great leaders of the earlier epoch, even where they were soldiers, were men of prodigious intellect who preferred to use their mental gifts in the service of the people: Lenin, Trotsky, Churchill, De Gaulle, Mao, Nehru, Amilcar Cabral, Senghor, Nyerere, Nkrumah, Zik, Awolowo  and lately Nelson Mandela.

    It is in Lee Kuan Yew that the concept of the savant-leader achieves its most engrossing formalisation. Cambridge educated and armed with a formidable intellect, Yew reminds one of how somebody once rued about Lenin: “What a professor lost to the world!” But Lenin was not interested in scholarship for its own stake, preferring to deploy his intellectual gifts towards the liberation of his people from Tsarist feudalism.

    Lee Kuan Yew could easily have been a world class professor in a world class university. But what the world of learning lost the people of Singapore gained. An ethnic Chinese with the unflappable calmness of his wise and inscrutable forebears, Yew relates to western civilisation with remarkable aplomb. He is not going to be fazed by a new civilisation which had a lot to learn and copy from his glorious Chinese heritage.

    Aloof, remote, coldly polite and swamped in professorial solitude, Lee Kuan Yew evinces the cool reserve of a sophisticated campus star-scholar rather than the exuberant vitality of a politician on the hustings. And with donnish imperiousness, the Singaporean giant takes apart western pretensions with devastating precision and panache. The old Chinese empire strikes back.

    The minister-mentor deploys every weapon in his formidable arsenal to defend his Singaporean model, borrowing useable ideas and concepts and naturalising them to fit the cultural context of his beloved country. Every word uttered by this man is a collector’s item. It is obvious that he has read widely and reflected deeply. His sharp and wittily informed comments on Iraq, Afghanistan and America are nuggets of unusual wisdom. When asked whether he relied on any theorist or theory for his developmental model, he shook his head contrarily. For a man who nurse ideas the way other men nurse their drink, every theory has to be tested and contested.

    For him, building durable time-tested institutions is superior to relying on individual figures of history.  Building institutions is more rewarding and enduring because the system is able to operate by impersonal guidelines and set procedures rather than relying on the arbitrary whims of the individual.

    Yet because institution-building involves a gradual shift in the mental structure whereby new rules become routines and normal rituals as a result of repeated practice, they require more patience and discipline. Thus in the absence of history making deterrents which initiate a shift in its mental structure, a political elite that has failed to internalise and ritualise the habits of democratic conduct cannot produce a democratic order even where elections are held every day for a thousand years.

    In what is perhaps the most revealing moment of the entire interview, Lee Kuan Yew described himself as a social Darwinist. Echoes of the war of all against all and the Hobbesian state of nature? Zakaria quickly pounced on his main chance. Does this mean that Yew is a believer in the survival of the fittest theory? Not on your life. By social Darwinism, Yew was merely emphasising the primacy of change in the evolution of society and human history. Change is the permanent condition of humanity. Like the dinosaurs of yore, nations, societies and people that refuse to change, that refuse to adapt to changing conditions, are bound for extinction.

    It was time to go, or not quite. Snooper was hoping that Yew’s view on Nigeria and Africa would be sought. It was not to be. In a moment of absolute shamelessness, snooper almost raised his hand to ask the question before reality dawned on him. Yew is a closet Darwinist after all. Every nation will have to lift itself up by the bootstrap. It will help if it can throw up a savant-leader. If not, it is going to be a very hard slog indeed. With his earthly labours concluded, the old lion of Singapore deserves his inscrutable smile.

  • The merry widows of Masaba

    You must remember Malam Abubakar Bello Masaba who passed recently. May Allah grant him eternal repose. While he was alive, snooper followed the saga of the multi-spouse and multi-purpose man of  Bida emirate with a mixture of amusement and apprehension. Snooper could not understand what all the fuss about this redoubtable man of means and member was all about, particularly since in this age of mass unemployment the man was providing gainful employment for eighty six women, and all of the women appeared to be in fine fettle judging from the pictures.

    Snooper was  bit rusty about his native laws and their authority. First, the intrepid malam was ordered to divorce all but four of his spouses in strict compliance with Islamic tenets. When this did not appear to be working, our man was issued with a swift deportation order. And when he appeared tardy and tacky about leaving town, the law came for him in its full weight.

    This was where the story began to read like some magical stuff out of the Arabian night entertainment of yore. Hell hath no fury than aroused spouses.  Driven to vengeful fury by the plight of their husband, the Masaba wives staged a public demonstration protesting the persecution of their main man. It was a colourful carnival, a rainbow coalition of carnality. Snooper knows a beautiful woman when he sees one, and many of these women, even if age has roughed them up a little bit, could have stepped out of a beauty pageant in their early days.

    Their precise states of origin and the origin of their states have already sparked off an internet firefight between a Benin princeling and a Hausa noble man of the extinct Habe dynasty.  Among Masaba’s prize collection are Buroro beauties, Edo damsels, Oburo queens from ancient Oyo, Ibo wenches, Efik brunettes and imported eves from the old slave coast. Some of them even look like delectable quadroons from the old slave plantation in North Carolina.

    Snooper has been doing some elementary calculations. If Malam Masaba were to fulfil his conjugal obligations to his bevy of beauties, it would mean calling at least three of them to the matrimonial mattress everyday with Friday set aside for prayers and purification. Even by the standard set by Fela Anikulapo, that would be a prodigious feat of physical exertion headed for the Guinness Book of World Record. So rather than persecuting the old man, we ought to have sent him to the Olympics to augment our miserable haul of medals? Enter him for a new category of Bedminton and at over eighty years the man would have set a world record even before entering the field or the bed.

    It was with much hilarity and expectation that snooper took the puzzle and the picture to Baba Lekki,  the old rebel and philosopher of racial integration, at his temporary headquarters in Ogba where he claimed to be monitoring some urgent political developments. Upon seeing me and the picture, the old man burst into a prolonged smile of deranged excitement. He already knew what was happening.

    “So tell me, that means say Alhaji Masaba don become Alhaji Mësaaba, abi no be so?” he queried with much mirth and merriment.

    “Bros, what is that?  Why are you adding your own confusion to an already confused situation?” I asked him in mock anger.

    “Listen, don’t be a fool. For Yoruba language, when a hen wan hatch him egg dem say he dey saba, abi no be so? So when dem ask man make he no hatch him egg again no be mësaba bi dat one? Abi which kind yeye fool be this one?” the man growled, feigning annoyance. Snooper burst into a loud laugh, marvelling at the linguistic ingenuity of the old crook.

    “It is a pity dem no dey talk about polyandry abi na only polygamy dem sabi?” the old crank pursued with a severe frown.

    “Bros, what is that one again?” snooper asked.

    “Polygamy is when a man is married to many wives. Polyandry is when a woman is married to many husbands. One rich Yoruba woman for gutter in Idumota come get six husbands. One na him driver, another na him clerk, the third one dey wash him clothes, the fourth one na him mai-guard, the fifth one na him messenger and the six na him vulcaniser who dey pump tyre for midnight. Shikena, case don finish”, the old man noted tersely and dismissed snooper.

  • A post-colonial movie in motion

    A post-colonial movie in motion

    This drama is too dramatic”, an exasperated Nigerian senior citizen blurted out in the typically colourful expression of the people. No daring cinematographer could have put Nigeria together. As we have said several times, this country is beyond the imaginative reach of the most powerful magical realist. It is like watching a mad movie that has also unspooled. You are no longer sure when a technical hitch is also part of the game plan. It is like watching a masquerade convert a stumble into a stunt.

    It is said that a week is a long time in politics. In Nigeria, it is an eternity. A typical week in the crazy movie that is Nigeria is bound to leave you speechless and breathless with its twists and turns. You are then left in no doubt as to why the journalist and the analyst are bound to be overwhelmed by the adverse circumstances. If the journalist happens to be an analyst, or the analyst happens to double as a journalist, it is a double bind. No muse of creativity could have put together the glorious collage and bricolage of actual reality that is Nigeria.

    But even by the standards of an extraordinary movie, this past week in Nigeria could well pass for the most extraordinary of fictional developments. This movie may yet kill its own audience. The week began with yours sincerely mourning the departure of an old buddy and kindred artist, Moyo Ogundipe, a.k.a Lancey, who had reportedly slumped on his table as if he was about to take a nap only for this to turn out to be a permanent snap.

    There will be more time in the nearest future to pay special and proper tribute to this extraordinarily talented Nigerian who lived and died by his own standards and could not be bothered what anybody thought of his standards. Snooper remembers him as an outstanding Students’ Union Secretary at the old University of Ife at the very turn of the seventies and later as an intensely engaged film maker.

    After a long sojourn in the United States, he returned quietly to the country many years back and was teaching at Bowen University where he also lived like something of a recluse, coolly scornful of Nigeria’s lurch to materialism and decadence. Only rarely did he allow himself to be lured out of his den, and it must be a very special occasion indeed.

    About a year ago, snooper succeeded in baiting the man with the feline grace of a panther away from his lair. After a funeral in Ilesha, Moyo and his childhood friend and classmate at Christ School, Ado Ekiti, Ishola Filani, aka “I- Sho”, PDP juggernaut, followed yours sincerely all the way to his country home. After three days of pounded yam and local delicacies, snooper had to send the duo forth with the assurance that they must not return soon.

    But by last Monday afternoon, it was not the soup but the plot that began to thicken. A journalist sitting next to this columnist at the annual lecture of the Awo Foundation showed him something on the social media to the effect that Onukaba Adinoyi-Ojo had died in a typically Kafkaesque Nigerian drama. Fleeing into the bush on sighting armed robbers, he had been run over by a vehicle that had careered off into the bush on reaching the same spot.

    Snooper must mourn this gifted, amiable and humble chap who regarded one as a literary and political role model. With his talents, his emotional intelligence, his national and international connections, he would have been a great revelation as a Governor of Kogi State. But this was not to be. Onukaba bore his political travails with humour and occasional hilarity. When this column wrote something about how the resident Kogi carpenter, cabinet maker and coffin master had nailed a writer, Onukaba was on the phone early in the morning convulsing with laughter.

    Onukaba will surely carry his infectious grin and amiable personality to the greater beyond. But by Monday evening, the drama had taken another twist. Snooper was to receive an e-mail from Professor Isidore Diala that Ben Obumselu, the great African literary critic, iconic man of letters, scholar-warrior and pioneer Africanist intellectual, had joined his ancestors.

    This extraordinary Igbo intellectual and quintessential man of action is a classic study of greatness defined by absence. His brilliance was legendary. But because he was so gifted, he did not see the need to advertise his gifts. He had cultivated the habit of strategic silence as a weapon of profound eloquence. Because he was a man of authority and intellectual distinction, he did not feel the need to impose his authority and distinction on others. In the cut and paste world of ersatz scholarship, there are many who believe that Obumselu carried his aristocratic contempt for careerism too far.

    But genius does what it must and talent does what it can, as it has been famously observed. By mid-morning on Tuesday, the national theatre had taken another turn as words filtered in about the passing of Major General Robert Adeyinka Adebayo, the first indigenous Chief of Staff of the Nigerian Army and former military governor of the old west.

    Adebayo was as finely mannered, cultured and cultivated as they came. There was always something of the aristocratic officer-gentleman about him which often reminded one of the old British military nobility. Throughout his life and military career, he exuded good breeding, patrician warmth and immense personal charms. Many of his military contemporaries, colleagues and subordinates attest to his generosity of spirit, his geniality and sunny, clubbable temperament.

    It was obvious from his conduct that the Iyin-Ekiti-born officer set much store by good breeding and the old Yoruba code of omoluwabi. He was surprisingly accessible and without any airs of military exceptionalism. In 1994 in the heat of the battle to de-annul the June 12 1993 presidential election, snooper asked the late general why he had not bothered to respond to his former junior colleague now catapulted to national prominence who had dismissed him as a well-known mischief-maker in national politics.

    The old general bristled with patrician disdain. Nobody should expect him to respond to a man who was a lowly army captain while he (Adebayo) was a full colonel and Army chief. Here was somebody commanding a ramshackle garrison in Ibadan while he was the governor of the entire region, Adebayo noted. Then he delivered the deadly coup de grace even as he took a swig of his brandy. In whatever we do in this life, the old man rued, we must thank God for good breeding and a good pedigree.

    This twin-virtue and an ability to see the longer perspective of history helped Adebayo to navigate the most turbulent period of his military career when he was upstaged and rank-shifted by his military subordinates. There are a few who believed that had he been firmer and less accommodating of this historic provocation, the course of Nigeria’s history might have been different. But Adebayo was a wily pragmatist who knew where the balance of power stood at every point. A colonial army of occupation cannot transform into a modern army without some hiccups or collateral damage. He was not interested in foolish heroism and martyrdom for its own sake.

    While the crowd of mourners and sympathisers were still trooping to Adebayo’s house in Ikeja, another military juggernaut of the ancient era was bidding us a final goodbye. Samuel Osaigbovo Ogbemudia was the first governor of Bendel State and a poster boy for good governance and accelerated development. He was to serve briefly as the Second Executive Civilian Governor of the state in 1983 before the military struck once again.

    Ogbemudia’s subsequent foray into partisan politics was not the stuff of heroic benediction but there can be no doubt that he was a man of remarkable intelligence and boundless energy. His footprints still adorn the old state in sports and educational developments. Ogbemudia did not possess the statesmanlike reticence and gravitas of his fellow Bendel contemporary and superior officer, David Ejoor, but he was also a victim of collapsed military hierarchy and the subsequent skewed preferment.

    With these military titans finally departing the earthly scene, it was beginning to feel like the end of an era. But not yet and not so fast. The movie is still moving. Nigeria is a land of prime suspense. While Nigerians were bidding goodbye to their former military rulers, another was returning from the land of the living dead. By Thursday morning, the airwaves became saturated with the news of the imminent arrival of General Mohammadu Buhari, the current civilian ruler and former military law-giver. The unreturning was returning from the land of the unreturnable, apologies to Amos Tutuola.

    Except in the realm of magical realism or the eerie reality of Nigerian moviedom, something does not make sense or add up. Here is a man who had already been given up for dead by some uncharitable Nigerians, making an unnerving return. Here is a man who has been consigned by many to the morgue of the politically deceased returning to the unholy shrine. To its deep political mysteries, Nigeria was about to add the phenomenon and proof of life after death.

    And Lo! There was President Mohammadu Buhari actually arriving and live, too. The nation was momentarily stunned into silence and contrition. But by midday, the rumour mill had returned, swirling devilishly and with murderous intent. It was being suggested that what we were being fed was not actual reality but doctored images of the president. Oh my God, the doctors’ plot again? Whoever remembers the story about the dying days of Joseph Stalin? Will somebody put the country out of its misery?

    The presidency was soon to add its own surreal touch to this Beckettian absurdist drama. The president is back but he is not fully back. He is here but not fully here. In other words, he is on leave without absence, or leave of presence to put it in a more colourful paradoxical formulation. He will resume residency but will not assume presidency. It doesn’t get more ghoulishly disconcerting.

    Ladies and gentlemen, has it never occurred to anybody that we are living a lie in this country, that the country itself is a tissue of lies? It is not General Buhari that is mortally ill but the country. It is obvious that General Buhari is as much a victim as the rest of us. From the current pictures, and no matter what anybody tries to hide, we can see a sick man who needs and deserves further rest. But will they allow him?

    But there is opportunity in every crisis. In our current political disorientation, we may actually be fumbling our way towards a resolution of a more fundamental national ailment. Some of those who insist that there can be no way forward for the nation without a structural reconfiguration often point at the possibility of an executive bifurcation in which a president reigns and a prime minister rules.

    This arrangement has virtually been foisted on us with the illness of the President. It is restructuring by necessity. Unfortunately, it cannot be formalised as long as it is not in the constitution. This is another divine signal for the structural rearrangement of the country which we can only ignore at our peril. As it has been noted by Fredric Jameson, however much we ignore history, history will not ignore us. May all the departed rest in peace.

  • Okon lets the bags out of the cats

    These are truly tough and trying times for politicians and political practitioners. A politician is a regular combatant on the political front whereas a political practitioner is an irregular political soldier, a non-commissioned officer—if you will, eking out a miserable existence at the margins of politics. Sometimes the political practitioner gets a rare mentioning in despatches from the warfront. Most time he is ignored as a mercenary who has been paid to supply fellow mercenaries.

    Snooper often enjoys watching the pilgrim’s progress. As it is in the army, this is when you know who and who will be allowed to take the conversion course leading to regular commission with some loss of seniority. If this is exercise is not properly handled, it can lead to a violent uprising. Those who know the story of Clement Dabang and the 1976 bloody mutiny in the Nigerian Army will surely know what we are talking about.

    Snooper was quite fascinated by a recent interview with Commodore Olabode Ibiyemi George, aka Lagos Boy. Omo Eko handled the questions quite competently and with a measure of diligence. He also wore an unusual air of sobriety and humility. Could this be a new Lagosian statesman in the making? Perhaps we are about to let the bag out of the cat. Bode George is a cat with many lives.

    Everything went swimmingly and chummily well with Boy George dismissing the duo of Obanikoro and Agbaje in unflattering terms until the old sailor was asked to reveal his strategy for the new political offensive. With his korokoro ears, snooper heard Bode George intone. “Ha you want to let the bag out of the cat?” Haba, these feisty TVC girls can drive a man to grammatical perdition.

    Snooper had completely forgotten that Okon was also in the room mopping the floor. The mad boy suddenly jumped up and crowed. “ Ha oga, you hear wetin dem Bode man just say? So na  for inside cat dem dey hide dem money? Dem go hear from me soon soon.”

    The following morning, snooper was woken up by the infernal wailings and miaowing of several cats in the garage. Behold, Okon had detained all the cats in the neighbourhood and was threatening them with summary execution if they did not reveal which of them was carrying Boy George’s money.

    “I give una three minutes. If you know talk then I go finish all una”, the mad boy ranted. Sensing mortal danger, all the cats began to wail like humans.

    “Okon release all the cats immediately and let them go” snooper screamed.

    “Oga make I release dem armed robbers, abi wetin I hear so?”

    “Just let them go before I get there”, snooper shouted

    “Oga so why una dey shout about corruption and stealing?” Okon jeered as he reluctantly opened the garage door  and   all the cats    jumped out.

  • Towards a re-envisioning of the Nigerian Nation: National Security and its Discontents

    Towards a re-envisioning of the Nigerian Nation: National Security and its Discontents

    (Excerpts from a paper delivered at a one-day summit on the underlying causes of insecurities in the nation organised by the Savannah Centre for Diplomacy, Democracy and Development, Abuja, Thursday, 2nd March, 2017)

    When views hitherto considered to belong to the margins begin to find mainstream acceptance and accommodation, it simply means that rigid positions are shifting and there is a convergence between the margins and the centre.
    This is a welcome development which ought to be applauded by all well-meaning patriots who wish Nigeria well. Binary divisions often dissolve and evaporate as we gain new realities of our true condition in the push and pull of conflicts and national contradictions. To this end, I must applaud the driving spirit behind this centre: Professor Ibrahim Agboola Gambari, an international civil servant of repute and a Nigerian statesman of tireless vision and boundless energy.
    The problems of Nigeria are not insurmountable. What appear insurmountable are ego-driven fixations on old ideas of the modern nation and the collective hubris of political elites who insist that it is either their way or the highway. In a multi-ethnic and multi-religious nation willed into existence by an outside power, opinions and notions of the nation are bound to differ and occasionally mutually incompatible. What is important is to find the will and humility to distil and aggregate these divergent opinions into coherent core values which will drive the nation in its commonalities and diversities.
    The current crisis and its origins
    Please permit me to come to the section of this paper which deals with the current crisis and its origins. Nigeria faces centrifugal forces on many fronts: political, economic, cultural, religious and intellectual. Yet it is remarkable that only two of these armed conflicts, the Nigerian civil war and the Boko Haram insurgency, have led to a direct challenge to the primacy, authority and supremacy of the Nigerian state, that is discounting the 1966 Isaac Adaka Boro uprising which was swiftly and summarily put down by the new military regime of General Thomas Aguiyi-Ironsi.
    However, it is obvious that the collective cost of these armed conflicts to national cohesion, stability, progress and prosperity has become quite prohibitive. The civil war led to the loss of at least two million people. The Boko Haram rebellion has devastated the northernmost eastern fringes of the nation, leading to massive displacement of citizens, refugee camps, forcible demographic shifts and a virtual collapse of the local economy.
    It should worry all of us that these violent confrontations of nationalities against nationalities and groups against the state have intensified since the advent of the Fourth Republic and the formal end of military rule. Beginning with the Kaduna mayhem of 2001, the bloody and protracted confrontation in Plateau State between “nationals” and “expatriates”, the Ijaw versus Itsekiri feud dovetailing into the Niger Delta insurgency, the violent restiveness in the South East as epitomized by the rise of IPOB/ MASSOB, BOKO HARAM, the Agatu crisis and the growing confrontation between nomadic herdsmen and sedentary farmers in several parts of the country and the current return of the barely repressed and unfinished business in Kaduna State, it has been a harvest of death and destruction.
    We must worry. Even a modern sophisticated state does not have an elastic capacity to contain such multiple and simultaneous threats to its existence, not to talk of a post-colonial state in its embryonic infancy. It should be recalled that the Roman Empire did not die of a single fatal wound but from a thousand injuries.
    Superficially, it is often advanced that these eruptions can be traced to the formal cessation of military rule and the fact that military rule brooked no nonsense. Hence, these crises owe much to the paradoxical liberation from military rule and the opportunity for self-expression which has given free rein to national contradictions forcibly suppressed and bottled up by authoritarian rule.
    Others have fingered the polarizing and divisive nature of the Nigerian political class who often exploit the national fault lines for political advantages and whose nationalistic zeal and commitment do not seem to match or even approach the ardent patriotism of the military faction who have been institutionally drilled to see the whole nation as their constituency, for good or bad.
    Yet not a few analysts have cited the worsening economic circumstances of the nation as being responsible for this upsurge in communal violence and inter-ethnic conflict. According to this narrative, since humankind is principally homo economicus, adverse developments in the political spheres are nothing but a dialectical reflection of worsening developments at the economic base.
    Thus the phenomenon of desertification which has laid waste vast swathes of hitherto arable land in the north of the country, the fierce struggle for dwindling resources and the imperative of modernizing both farming and grazing methodology have led to bloody confrontations among the nation’s diverse nationalities with the state often powerless to act decisively.
    In the light of these upheavals, the central thesis of this paper is the need to re-envision the nation in all its current messy and chaotic amalgam. To re-envision is to re-imagine. We cannot even talk of restructuring or reconfiguring the country without first having an imaginative or conceptual image of what is to be reworked. The political visionary must dream first before attempting to turn his dream into reality.
    All nations are artificial entities or what Benedict Anderson has famously called imagined communities willed into existence by sheer power of human will and creativity. From disparate and even conflicting strands, nations cohere and congeal into an organic community of shared values.
    But in order to forge a true nation from a commonwealth of disparate communities, certain things must be in place. First, the state itself must reflect the collective will and aspiration of the people and the nation, of which it is an organic extension despite the dialectical tension between the two.
    Second, even where and when it is modulated and moderated by unfolding historical events it is important for the state to keep the National Question in permanent perspective and constant review. This is because no nation is made once and for all. Any nation that freezes at the advance of fresh historical developments is bound to dissolve into its historic components. All nations, as the framers of the American constitution presciently put it, must strive towards a “more perfect union.”
    It is our contention in this paper that the Nigerian post-colonial state, like virtually all its counterparts in contemporary Africa, has so far proved itself incapable of handling the erupting contents of a nation in a state of flux not to talk of firmly adjudicating in unfolding dimensions of the nation in question. This is why it is important at this point to beam our searchlight on the related concepts of statehood and nationhood.
    The state in question
    When is a state? The state is critical to the emergence of human society. Although it can be argued that the society created the state, it is also obvious that there can be no society without the state. From its rudimentary beginnings of providing protection for farmers and securing their products, the state has evolved as the ultimate guarantor of security and safety in any society no matter the territorial rationalization, be it fiefdom, kingdom, empire or the modern nation.
    In its modern incarnation, the state is often seen as the theatre of elite arbitration and the management of conflicts and disagreements among various factions and factions of the ruling class. When it fails in this role, as it is usually the case in Africa, the state is premordialised and becomes a principal source of insecurity and instability in the nation.
    Moreover, certain types of states (e.g., neo-authoritarian states characterized by “crisis of leadership”) can actually be the source of threats, rather than protector of individuals, just as traditional security agents of the state are often inadequate for dealing with security problems affecting the people of that state. The following observation by Robert S. McNamara is germane to the issue at hand.
    Any society that seeks to achieve adequate security against the background of acute food shortage, population explosion, low level of productivity and per capita income, low technological development, inadequate and insufficient public utilities and chronic problems of unemployment has a false sense of security. Security is not military force though it may involve it; security is not traditional military activity though it encompasses it; security is not military hardware though it may include it; security is development and without development there is no security.
    The Nigerian state has proved remarkably incapable of providing the basic economic needs of the people. The struggle for these basic needs among and across various communities and nationalities when it can no longer be regulated or controlled by a weak state hobbled by an endemic crisis of leadership can have dire consequences for inter-ethnic harmony and cohesion in a multi-ethnic nation.
    In the absence of state-driven economic buoyancy, government and politics become big business. Consequently, the scramble for office and its spoils particularly in multi-ethnic local states such as we have in Nigeria can lead to ethnic scapegoating and profiling. This mutual loathing, driven by mindless propaganda, finds easy outlet for violence and bloodletting.
    Often politicized memory of ancestral feuds compounded by the state impairment in economic matters comes in the aid of political delinquency. Early In the Fourth Republic, a governor being hunted and harassed by the EFCC told his people to give his Fulani tormentors the same “dog treatment” his ancestors had given their ancestors in a memorably savage encounter on the plateau. It was a short step to ethnic confrontation.
    In a haunting allegory of looming genocide, Franz Kafka, a German speaking Czechoslovakian Jew, has given us a story of a man who wakes up only to find that he has become an insect. When you de-humanize fellow human beings, it is easy to complete the rest of the job. The German supremacists did not believe the Jews were human. In Rwanda, the cries of kill the cockroaches or Uyensi presaged savage genocide.
    Examples also abound in the Fourth Republic of how the hallowed arena of the modern Nigerian state is turned into an ethnic coliseum in order to secure maximum political advantage. Between 2002 and 2003 General Obasanjo was driven into the warm embrace of his Yoruba compatriots in a bid to forestall a determined attempt by the opposition to oust him.
    Between 2009 and 2010, there were rumours that a cabal was in active operation at Aso Rock to prevent the presidency from falling into the wrong hands. Despite the pan-Nigerian coalition that brought him to power, it was obvious that Mr Goodluck Jonathan spent his last days in power in the stultifying embrace of some ethnic hegemonists.
    Now, there are rumours of another cabal operating inside the presidential villa. With the presidency thus perpetually ethnicised, it is virtually impossible for the state to act as a neutral and objective arbiter when ethnic conflagrations flare up. Indeed in some instances, the state itself is often fingered as the instigator of ethnic uprising.
    An ethnicised state and presidency must be a source of concern to all and anxiety among all. In a sustained and clinical analysis which has since become a classic of its genre, Mahmood Mamdani, the noted historian, has located the origin of the Rwandan genocide in the ethnicisation of elite politics which was to have dire consequences for the nation.
    Before colonisation, Rwanda was evolving into an organic pan-ethnic society of shared national values. The king, or Mwami, was seen as a symbol of national unity. There were much inter-marriages and mixing of disparate cultures. Racial categories were being transformed into a class category. Indeed there was a ritual ceremony known as Kwahutura, or the shedding of Hutu identity, in which a Hutu notable, having acquired enough cattle and means, publicly abjures his former identity, to become a member of the ruling caste.
    It took the intervention of middle class dissident Belgian colonial officials profoundly disaffected with the class hierarchy in their own native country who began to insinuate into Hutu politicians the fact that they had the number and the mass solidity to determine their own destiny and consequently the fate of the country. The result was a rise in rabid ethnic revanchism and resurgence of Hutu nationalism which was to eventuate in genocide.
    To be sure, in a world convulsed by political and technological modernity all feudal systems have their appointed dates with destiny. But the traumatic transition could have been better managed in a spirit of give and take supported by political institutions already in place without the Belgian shock and awe therapy. It is worthy of note that since 1994, Rwanda has been ruled by the descendants of Tutsi people sent into exile. But the psychic horror remains with the people.
    Nigeria must avoid what this writer once described as the road to Kigali. To do this, we must take a more sober and serious look at the National Question. A brief excursion into the sociology and history of this elusive phenomenon is now in order before we conclude.
    The nation in question
    In its modern incarnation, the National question arose from a feeling of marginalization and oppression by distinct nationalities who felt cheated or short-changed by the forcible imperialist restructuring of their territorial space. Some of them were rendered stateless or technically nation-less. But in some embryonic forms, the national question has been with us since the beginning of civilization and modern warfare.
    It is captured for posterity in the Israelite dirge of loss and traumatic captivity. How can we sing King Alpha’s song in a strange land? Today, there are many children of Alpha crying for freedom even in their own land. With floods of refugees sacking the most secure bastions of the nation-state paradigm, with America virtually fractured along racial lines, it is the return of the repressed. The National Question has returned to haunt the global order. It has become the International Question.
    In a relentless, mercilessly documented landmark publication titled, Hitler’s Willing Executioners, Daniel Goldhagen has shown how Hitler’s hate-suffused fantasies could not have been the private delusions of a solitary madman or the antics of a lunatic fringe but the manifestation of a group-think which found deep resonance in the political unconscious of the people and made them compliant accomplices and collaborators in Hitler’s genocidal heist.

    Goldhagen has been slammed by some major authorities for first constructing a theory and then looking for compliant evidence to fit into this. But this does not detract from the major thrust of his construct. In most societies, the genocidal impulses of the lower masses are usually held in check by elite social engineering which tries to abolish or neutralize societal divisions based on race, creed , region and religion and through philosophical constructs which sets premium by racial harmony and the fundamental oneness of all humanity.
    It is when the elite of a nation give vent to the baser impulses that darkness looms and an apocalyptic meltdown inevitable. This is the origin of genocide in Rwanda and Burundi, of pogrom in Nigeria and of the madness that hobbled Europe in two memorable world wars.
    There are sections of the Nigerian political elite bent on toying with the apocalypse. Just how we came to this sorry pass after a landmark election that was supposed to usher in a new beginning for the nation must remain a mystery to the uninitiated. But they are merely the return of the repressed. Elections do not resolve national questions. They often bring them into bold and bitter relief or exacerbate them as the case may be. Elections can never unite or unify a political elite bitterly polarized along regional, religious and ethnic fault lines.
    To replace genuine and authentic nationalism, Nigerians have substituted a reverse nationalism, a situation in which the myths of constituting nationalities are more powerful and alluring than the myth of a new nation forged in the smithy of harsh colonial repression and biblical suffering. In such a fractious and combustible polity, the myths of ethnic Exceptionalism trump the myths of Nigerian Exceptionalism before cancelling out each other in a violent dialogue of the deaf.
    This problem dates all the way back to our founding fathers. If only they had devoted a fraction of the imaginative and intellectual powers they had use up in protecting and projecting ethnic supremacist myths, perhaps the story of modern Nigeria would have been different. But there is no point in continuing to blame our founding fathers for the plight of the nation. They were products of their time and children of the midnight of the colonial state in Africa.
    The post-colonial state that has evolved from this colonial incubation and conquest is a violent coliseum of contending, competing, countervailing and finally colliding political, economic, cultural and spiritual interests in which no hostages are taken. And this primitive warfare takes place under the veneer of modern governance. Without any guiding lodestar or fundamental amity among the constituting nationalities about the destiny of the new nation, it is inevitable that ascendant ethnic groups will try to impose their own solution to fill the yawning vacuum.
    Concluding remarks: Re-imagining Nigeria
    In the light of the foregoing, it can now be seen why there is an urgent need to re-envision Nigeria. Just as it was said by a famous philosopher that an unexamined life is not worth living, it is equally true that a nation which fails the test of constant self-examination is not worth living in. Yet we cannot rebuild without first re-envisioning what type of nation this greatest conglomeration of Black people ought to be.
    It should also be obvious that neither ad hoc restructuring and its military and colonial fiat, nor hegemonic aggression and spiritual blackmail by ascendant ethnic formations have been able to rein in the polarizing and divisive tendencies hobbling the Nigerian nation-state. As a matter of fact, history has taught us that any time a hegemonic nationality has tried to impose its own solution on the National Question, it has always suffered disproportionate retribution.
    The argument for re-envisioning the country is not about hatred for a particular section of the country but about love for the whole country. No section of the country can claim exemption from the tragedy that has befallen us. In a hostile environment in which ethnocide is never far away, it is only natural for people to look out for their own and to use their God-given resources and advantages to tame or negotiate the looming Leviathan while keeping others in medieval peonage.
    But as we have seen, this can never and will never work in a multi-ethnic nation with diverse people of diverse cultural and political sensibility. It is often said that Nigeria is too big to fail. The grand irony is that the same thing was said of the Titanic which promptly sank without trace. No one would wish such a fate on the most gifted and promising Black nation on earth. But to whom much is given, much is expected. It is time for a bipartisan congregation to re-envision the structural configuration of the nation. I thank you for listening to me.

  • Towards a re-envisioning of the Nigerian Nation: National Security and its Discontents

    Towards a re-envisioning of the Nigerian Nation: National Security and its Discontents

    When views hitherto considered to belong to the margins begin to find mainstream acceptance and accommodation, it simply means that rigid positions are shifting and there is a convergence between the margins and the centre.

    This is a welcome development which ought to be applauded by all well-meaning patriots who wish Nigeria well. Binary divisions often dissolve and evaporate as we gain new realities of our true condition in the push and pull of conflicts and national contradictions. To this end, I must applaud the driving spirit behind this centre: Professor Ibrahim Agboola Gambari, an international civil servant of repute and a Nigerian statesman of tireless vision and boundless energy.

    The problems of Nigeria are not insurmountable.  What appear insurmountable are ego-driven fixations on old ideas of the modern nation and the collective hubris of political elites who insist that it is either their way or the highway. In a multi-ethnic and multi-religious nation willed into existence by an outside power, opinions and notions of the nation are bound to differ and occasionally mutually incompatible. What is important is to find the will and humility to distil and aggregate these divergent opinions into coherent core values which will drive the nation in its commonalities and diversities.

    The current crisis and its origins

    Please permit me to come to the section of this paper which deals with the current crisis and its origins. Nigeria faces centrifugal forces on many fronts: political, economic, cultural, religious and intellectual. Yet it is remarkable that only two of these armed conflicts, the Nigerian civil war and the Boko Haram insurgency, have led to a direct challenge to the primacy, authority and supremacy of the Nigerian state, that is discounting the 1966 Isaac Adaka Boro uprising which was swiftly and summarily put down by the new military regime of General Thomas Aguiyi-Ironsi.

    However, it is obvious that the collective cost of these armed conflicts to national cohesion, stability, progress and prosperity has become quite prohibitive. The civil war led to the loss of at least two million people. The Boko Haram rebellion has devastated the northernmost eastern fringes of the nation, leading to massive displacement of citizens, refugee camps, forcible demographic shifts and a virtual collapse of the local economy.

    It should worry all of us that these violent confrontations of nationalities against nationalities and groups against the state have intensified since the advent of the Fourth Republic and the formal end of military rule. Beginning with the Kaduna mayhem of 2001, the bloody and protracted confrontation in Plateau State between “nationals” and “expatriates”,  the Ijaw versus Itsekiri feud dovetailing  into the Niger Delta insurgency, the violent restiveness in the South East as epitomized by the rise of IPOB/ MASSOB, BOKO HARAM, the Agatu crisis and the growing confrontation between nomadic herdsmen and sedentary farmers in several parts of the country and the current return of the barely repressed and unfinished business in Kaduna State, it has been a harvest of death and destruction.

    We must worry. Even a modern sophisticated state does not have an elastic capacity to contain such multiple and simultaneous threats to its existence, not to talk of a post-colonial state in its embryonic infancy. It should be recalled that the Roman Empire did not die of a single fatal wound but from a thousand injuries.

    Superficially, it is often advanced that these eruptions can be traced to the formal cessation of military rule and the fact that military rule brooked no nonsense. Hence, these crises owe much to the paradoxical liberation from military rule and the opportunity for self-expression which has given free rein to national contradictions forcibly suppressed and bottled up by authoritarian rule.

    Others have fingered the polarizing and divisive nature of the Nigerian political class who often exploit the national fault lines for political advantages and whose nationalistic zeal and commitment do not seem to match or even approach the ardent patriotism of the military faction who have been institutionally drilled to see the whole nation as their constituency, for good or bad.

    Yet not a few analysts have cited the worsening economic circumstances of the nation as being responsible for this upsurge in communal violence and inter-ethnic conflict. According to this narrative, since humankind is principally homo economicus, adverse developments in the political spheres are nothing but a dialectical reflection of worsening developments at the economic base.

    Thus the phenomenon of desertification which has laid waste vast swathes of hitherto arable land in the north of the country, the fierce struggle for dwindling resources and the imperative of modernizing both farming and grazing methodology have led to bloody confrontations among the nation’s diverse nationalities with the state often powerless to act decisively.

    In the light of these upheavals, the central thesis of this paper is the need to re-envision the nation in all its current messy and chaotic amalgam. To re-envision is to re-imagine. We cannot even talk of restructuring or reconfiguring the country without first having an imaginative or conceptual image of what is to be reworked. The political visionary must dream first before attempting to turn his dream into reality.

    All nations are artificial entities or what Benedict Anderson has famously called imagined communities willed into existence by sheer power of human will and creativity. From disparate and even conflicting strands, nations cohere and congeal into an organic community of shared values.

    But in order to forge a true nation from a commonwealth of disparate communities, certain things must be in place. First, the state itself must reflect the collective will and aspiration of the people and the nation, of which it is an organic extension despite the dialectical tension between the two.

    Second, even where and when it is modulated and moderated by unfolding historical events it is important for the state to keep the National Question in permanent perspective and constant review. This is because no nation is made once and for all. Any nation that freezes at the advance of fresh historical developments is bound to dissolve into its historic components. All nations, as the framers of the American constitution presciently put it, must strive towards a “more perfect union.”

    It is our contention in this paper that the Nigerian post-colonial state, like virtually all its counterparts in contemporary Africa, has so far proved itself incapable of handling the erupting contents of a nation in a state of flux not to talk of firmly adjudicating in unfolding dimensions of the nation in question. This is why it is important at this point to beam our searchlight on the related concepts of statehood and nationhood.

    The state in question

    When is a state?  The state is critical to the emergence of human society. Although it can be argued that the society created the state, it is also obvious that there can be no society without the state. From its rudimentary beginnings of providing protection for farmers and securing their products, the state has evolved as the ultimate guarantor of security and safety in any society no matter the territorial rationalization, be it fiefdom, kingdom, empire or the modern nation.

    In its modern incarnation, the state is often seen as the theatre of elite arbitration and the management of conflicts and disagreements among various factions and factions of the ruling class. When it fails in this role, as it is usually the case in Africa, the state is premordialised and becomes a principal source of insecurity and instability in the nation.

    Moreover, certain types of states (e.g., neo-authoritarian states characterized by “crisis of leadership”) can actually be the source of threats, rather than protector of individuals, just as traditional security agents of the state are often inadequate for dealing with security problems affecting the people of that state. The following observation by Robert S. McNamara is germane to the issue at hand.

    Any society that seeks to achieve adequate security against the background of acute food shortage, population explosion, low level of productivity and per capita income, low technological development, inadequate and insufficient public utilities and chronic problems of unemployment has a false sense of security. Security is not military force though it may involve it; security is not traditional military activity though it encompasses it; security is not military hardware though it may include it; security is development and without development there is no security.

    The Nigerian state has proved remarkably incapable of providing the basic economic needs of the people. The struggle for these basic needs among and across various communities and nationalities when it can no longer be regulated or controlled by a weak state hobbled by an endemic crisis of leadership can have dire consequences for inter-ethnic harmony and cohesion in a multi-ethnic nation.

    In the absence of state-driven economic buoyancy, government and politics become big business. Consequently, the scramble for office and its spoils particularly in multi-ethnic local states such as we have in Nigeria can lead to ethnic scapegoating and profiling. This mutual loathing, driven by mindless propaganda, finds easy outlet for violence and bloodletting.

    Often politicized memory of ancestral feuds compounded by the state impairment in economic matters comes in the aid of political delinquency.  Early In the Fourth Republic, a governor being hunted and harassed by the EFCC told his people to give his Fulani tormentors the same “dog treatment” his ancestors had given their ancestors in a memorably savage encounter on the plateau. It was a short step to ethnic confrontation.

    In a haunting allegory of looming genocide, Franz Kafka, a German speaking Czechoslovakian Jew, has given us a story of a man who wakes up only to find that he has become an insect. When you de-humanize fellow human beings, it is easy to complete the rest of the job. The German supremacists did not believe the Jews were human. In Rwanda, the cries of kill the cockroaches or Uyensi presaged savage genocide.

    Examples also abound in the Fourth Republic of how the hallowed arena of the modern Nigerian state is turned into an ethnic coliseum in order to secure maximum political advantage. Between 2002 and 2003 General Obasanjo was driven into the warm embrace of his Yoruba compatriots in a bid to forestall a determined attempt by the opposition to oust him.

    Between 2009 and 2010, there were rumours that a cabal was in active operation at Aso Rock to prevent the presidency from falling into the wrong hands. Despite the pan-Nigerian coalition that brought him to power, it was obvious that Mr Goodluck Jonathan spent his last days in power in the stultifying embrace of some ethnic hegemonists.

    Now, there are rumours of another cabal operating inside the presidential villa. With the presidency thus perpetually ethnicised, it is virtually impossible for the state to act as a neutral and objective arbiter when ethnic conflagrations flare up. Indeed in some instances, the state itself is often fingered as the instigator of ethnic uprising.

    An ethnicised state and presidency must be a source of concern to all and anxiety among all. In a sustained and clinical analysis which has since become a classic of its genre, Mahmood Mamdani, the noted historian, has located the origin of the Rwandan genocide in the ethnicisation of elite politics which was to have dire consequences for the nation.

    Before colonisation, Rwanda was evolving into an organic pan-ethnic society of shared national values. The king, or Mwami, was seen as a symbol of national unity.  There were much inter-marriages and mixing of disparate cultures. Racial categories were being transformed into a class category. Indeed there was a ritual ceremony known as Kwahutura, or the shedding of Hutu identity,  in which a Hutu notable, having acquired enough cattle and means, publicly abjures his former identity, to become a member of the ruling caste.

    It took the intervention of middle class dissident Belgian colonial officials profoundly disaffected with the class hierarchy in their own native country who began to insinuate into Hutu politicians the fact that they had the number and the mass solidity to determine their own destiny and consequently the fate of the country.  The result was a rise in rabid ethnic revanchism and resurgence of Hutu nationalism which was to eventuate in genocide.

    To be sure, in a world convulsed by political and technological modernity all feudal systems have their appointed dates with destiny. But the traumatic transition could have been better managed in a spirit of give and take supported by political institutions already in place without the Belgian shock and awe therapy. It is worthy of note that since 1994, Rwanda has been ruled by the descendants of Tutsi people sent into exile. But the psychic horror remains with the people.

    Nigeria must avoid what this writer once described as the road to Kigali. To do this, we must take a more sober and serious look at the National Question. A brief excursion into the sociology and history of this elusive phenomenon is now in order before we conclude.