Category: Olukorede Yishau

  • Memoirs I want to read

    Memoirs I want to read

    These memoirs I want to read haven’t been written and I’m not sure they will ever be written. One of them should have been written by Emeka Odumegwu Ojukwu, about the Nigerian-Biafran civil war. He was leader of the Biafra. The words of the memoir have been interred with his bones. My plea now is to Yakubu Jack Gowon, who was Nigerian leader at the time, to give us his war memoir. But it also looks unlikely that this plea will be heeded. Gowon, still very much alive, in the spirit of ‘no victory, no vanquished’, seems very prepared to take this vital part of Nigeria’s history with him when his time is up.

    Reading a recent column of Prof. Olatunji Dare on Novelist Prof. Wole Soyinka at 89, I am more than convinced that Dr. Doyin Abiola should write a memoir on the June 12 crisis and her exciting times as a record-breaking journalist. It will be interesting to find out what was going on in the MKO Abiola family while the drama lasted and other juicy details I am convinced she has documented, for now, in her memory and needs to be downloaded on paper. And she has the mental and writing skills to do this. Will she oblige me?

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    Another person I’m hoping will oblige me is one of the envoys President Bola Tinubu has just recalled and thanked for their services. She is Dr Elizabeth Emenike, who was our envoy to the Republic of Ireland, before the then President, Muhammadu Buhari, named her the first female Nigerian ambassador to the U.S. It will be interesting to read the memoir of this record breaker’s sojourn in DC, and even in Dublin. Incidentally, her husband, Chief Ikechi Emenike, from snippets I have heard, has had fascinating experiences with finance ministers across Africa, especially West Africa, for decades. As the publisher of specialised Afro-centric magazines, he has had dealings with the drivers of economies. He has traversed that corridor like no one else I know. His adventures are the sort that will also make a readable memoir, the type I’m dying to lay my hands on. 

    The list is long but for now I rest my case. 

  • Tinubu, Biden and UN

    Last September, Muhammadu Buhari, Nigeria’s immediate past President, spoke at the 77th Session of the United Nations General Assembly (UNGA) in New York. At the time, Nigeria was preparing for the general elections. He emphasised the fact that it was his last outing and that at the 78th UNGA, there would be a new face at the podium speaking for Nigeria. That new face is Bola Ahmed Tinubu, a two-term governor of Lagos State and ex-senator. 

    Because of UNGA, New York is going to be busy this month. Aside the UNGA itself, several side meetings will take place in the Manhattan axis. Bilateral meetings will be held and deals will be sealed. 

    One of the meetings that is scheduled to take place on the sidelines of UNGA will be between President Tinubu and President Joe Biden. 

    Assistant Secretary of State for African Affairs, Ambassador Molly Phee, was in Abuja on August 26, where she revealed the American President’s willingness to meet his Nigerian counterpart. 

    “You are the only African leader he has requested to meet. It is a mark of his high regard for your leadership,” Phee said. 

    It will be the first time Tinubu will be meeting Biden. 

    After the Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC) declared Tinubu President-elect, Secretary of State, Antony J Blinken, on phone, told Tinubu that the Biden administration was committed to strengthening ties with Nigeria.

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    The administration also sent a delegation to the May 29 inauguration. Secretary of the Department of Housing and Urban Development Marcia Fudge led the nine-member delegation to Abuja.

    That inauguration day, Biden, in a statement, said he would work with Tinubu to deliver a more peaceful and prosperous future for our world. 

    His administration, he said, has worked to strengthen ties between the United States and Nigeria.

    “I look forward to continuing this work with President Tinubu to support economic growth, advance security, and promote respect for human rights. The people-to-people connections between our two countries run particularly deep, nurtured by a vibrant Nigerian Diaspora in the United States,” he said.

    Biden added: “As we further deepen our partnership with Nigeria, I look forward to drawing even more on the ideas and energy of this dynamic connection between our countries. As Africa’s largest democracy and economy, Nigeria’s success is the world’s success. Elected leaders owe it to their people to show that democracy can deliver for their needs. And the United States will continue to work closely with Nigeria, as a friend and partner, to deliver a more peaceful and prosperous future for our world.”

    Blinken’s calls and Biden’s statement have given a sense of what their first meeting will be about. Both men will talk about their countries’ interests and how to strengthen them. Niger Republic, for which Blinken has also made a number of phone calls to Tinubu, will certainly feature during the meeting because of Tinubu’s role as the leader of the Economic Community of West African States (ECOWAS). 

    These matters are germane. But, there is something else I want them to talk about. It is the need for Africa to have a permanent seat on the UN Security Council. The clamour for this started long ago, but it has remained a discourse and nothing tangible has been done to it. 

    Buhari raised this issue when we were in New York last year, but his plea was received and dumped in the thrash where previous pleas ended. 

    It is absolutely unfair that countries such as the United States, United Kingdom and Russia have permanent seats on this important Council, yet, the whole of Africa, a continent with several countries, doesn’t even have a single permanent seat.

     The Council is composed of 15 members. The five permanent members are China, France, Russian Federation, the United Kingdom, and the United States. The ten other members are non-permanent. They are elected for two-year terms by the General Assembly. Over 50 Member-States have never been on the Security Council. So, they can only participate, “without a vote, in its discussions when the Council considers the country’s interests are affected”. 

    I don’t know any other name for unfairness if Africa’s exclusion from the permanent seats of the Council is not. This is a body that preaches democracy and its tenets but exclude a whole continent from its Security Council. This body also preaches equality. Where is equality in an arrangement that pushes out a whole continent when countries whose population are not more than just one African country (Nigeria, for instance) have seats?

    My final take: The United Nations Security Council is due for reforms. The reforms should have taken place years ago. Member-States are demanding change, and the time to correct the wrong is immediately. Better structures are needed to meet the demands of the times. The world has outgrown the current system, which might have met the needs of the world in 1945. The world we have now is very different from the one the founding fathers lived in. UN-backed development financial institutions also need to change in such a way that priority is accorded to not leaving any countries behind.

  • Soldiers of Nigerian literature 

    Soldiers of Nigerian literature 

    Death, both real and imagined, regularly aims its arrows at the heart of the Nigerian literature. And each try has failed. Death’s failure is the handiwork of the soldiers of the Nigerian literature. These soldiers, women and men, are extremely competent. They don’t fight with weapons of mass destruction; neither do they fight with AK-47 or dane guns. They have no need of knives or fisticuffs; their weapons against this enemy are irresistible stories and beautiful words, pacing, suspense and sentencing. 

    With tales that resonate, hum and breathe, these soldiers are getting five and six-figure deals, they are securing huge screen-writing deals, they are breaking barriers, telling spellbinding tales and receiving well-deserved accolades.

    This year they have blessed us with amazing reads and not a few of them, including two-time Booker Prize finalist and judge, Chigozie Obioma, have novels and short story collections coming out next year. Obioma’s much-awaited third novel, ‘The Road to The Country’, which promises to make the Booker list and perhaps win it for him finally, is slated for 2024.

    Gallant Nigerian literature soldier Abubakar Adam Ibrahim, early in the year, blessed us with ‘When We Were Fireflies’, the story of Yarima Lalo, who had twice been killed. The first time was during the onset of the Nigerian civil war, and the second time was during one of the many riots in the early 80s Kafanchan. Now, in his third coming, a visit to a train station brings back flashes from these previous gruesome ends. 

    The amazing Chika Unigwe, another soldier of no mean repute, has blessed us with ‘The Middle Daughter’, the story of Nani, a woman who has to endure pain so raw it can be touched.

    This year, Nigerian literature soldier Ayobami Adebayo is on the Booker list with her second novel, ‘A Spell of Good Things’, a tragic tale of modern Nigeria. The climax is so heart-rending but as sad as it is, Adebayo’s language use is bound to make a reader feel there should still be more. 

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    Michael Afenfia, soldier per excellence, has given us the tale of Owoicho, who loses his wife and three of their four children on the day their plan to relocate to Canada is approved. His book is titled ‘Bury My Bones in Saskatoon’.

    Later this year, Lola Akinmade Åkerström continues her exposition on Sweden in ‘Everything Is Not Enough’, the follow-up to her debut ‘In Every Mirror She is Black.’ ‘Everything is not enough’, and another book, known now as ‘Deepest Well’, now have dual deals in the United Kingdom and the United States. The U.S. deal is in six figures and the UK one is five figures. 

    Ukamaka Olisakwe, the brilliant mind behind Isele, a literary magazine, has also given us her first Young Adult novel, ‘Don’t Answer When They Call Your Name’. A sequel is also to come. 

    We’ve also had ‘Dazzling’ by Chikodili Emelumadu. We have also been blessed with ‘A Nurse’s Tale’ by Ola Awonubi. Onyeka Nwelue’s Abibiman Publishing has also been on a jolly ride releasing one title after the other, including Ikenna Okeh’s ‘Rogues of the East’. There are also Arinze Ifeakandu‘s ‘God’s Children Are Little Broken Things’, TJ Benson’s ‘People Live Here’, Obinna Udenwe’s surrealistic ‘The Widow Who Died With Flowers in Her Mouth’ and Oyin Olugbile’s heart-rending and magical ‘Sanya’. 

    Upcoming are Ugochukwu Damian Okpara’s ‘In Gorgeous Display’, Pemi Aguda’s ‘Ghostroots’ and ‘The Suicide Mothers’, Esther Ifesinachi Okonkwo’s ‘The Tiny Things Are Heavier’ and Chukwuebuka Ibeh’s ‘Blessings’.

    Together these men and women have put death to shame in its quest for the soul of the Nigerian literature. However, these soldiers are not only novelists and short story writers. There are also award-winning poets like Romeo Oriogun and Adedayo Agarau, who are shattering the ceilings. And with the sort of skills they possess, death stands no chance when the Nigerian literature is the subject. 

    The effort of these soldiers and the support from festivals, such as Ake and the Lagos Book Festival, gives the Nigerian literature the wing to fly beyond death’s reach.

    Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Akwaeke Emezi, Sarah Ladipo Manyika, Yewande Omotoso, Yejide Kilanko, who is on the Caine Prize for African Writing shortlist, and so on, are still active soldiers in the Nigerian literature force. 

    This army that keeps growing day after day also has the backing of literary journals like Isele, Agbowo, The Lagos Review, Shallow Tales Review and more. The literary magazines are creating platforms for new and old voices. So, the blows to death’s jugular from the Nigerian literature army remain powerful. 

    My final take: The Nigerian literature stands gidigba. Death can try but failure is what it will get again and again because this is a project in which powerful forces have investments. The Chinua Achebes, the Wole Soyinkas and the Chukwuemeka Ikes laid a foundation so solid to last and last and last the worst of earthquakes and tsunamis.

  • Of Jagunjagun and Femi Adebayo

    Of Jagunjagun and Femi Adebayo

    Many, many months, not too long ago, America called and I obeyed via New York. I settled into my seat and it didn’t take long before the identity of my neighour on the flight registered. Hard as the dim lighting tried to deceive me, I knew sitting right beside me was Nollywood star Femi Adebayo, the most popular of the children of veteran actor Adebayo Salami, who was a major part of the childhood of my generation. After some minutes of keeping to each other, we eventually struck conversations and typical of Nigerians on their away abroad, our country was a major point of discussion and we concurred that Nigerians deserved better than they were getting. Staying abroad, in our view, was a final act of desperation for many.

    At the time, Femi Adebayo was yet to release Agesinkole (King of Thieves), which made hundreds of millions at the cinema and now streams on Amazon Prime.

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    In the last few days, Femi has been the subject of discussions in not just Nigeria, but in many countries of the world, where his latest movie, a Netflix Original, occupies Top Ten spot. It is a movie rich in poetry; poetry which, unfortunately, the English language is damn handicapped to capture. The best way to enjoy this poetry is to see the original Yoruba version. The rhythm and the rhyme of the dialogue between the actors are surreal. In the English dub, you can feel the poetry but you can’t touch it! The subtitling delivers the message but the beauty of it, the word play and all, are too heavy for English language to deal with.

    It is a movie that showcases the Yoruba language in its complexity and beauty. One word, for instance, can mean different things depending on pronunciation. A word like ogun can mean war, can mean charm and can mean something else. This is the sort of dilemma English language is thrown in this movie’s dub and its translation, which just tell us the meanings of the words and unable to show us the nuances.

    This is a movie about our world, filled with leaders whose legitimacy is not supported by the people they rule. These tyrants bought their thrones and to keep these thrones, they continue to pay mercenaries to subdue the people.

    In this movie, which Femi Adebayo produced, and Tope Adebayo, his younger brother, and the African Academy Awards (AMAA) winner, Adebayo Tijani of the Apesin fame, co-directed, we meet the sort of the power behind the thrones. His name is Ogundiji, a man who loves himself so much that no one is too big or too precious to be sacrificed for his interests. He manipulates the men under him, sets them against one another, and envies the ones with talents. His arrogance is the size of the Atlantic Ocean, and his carriage gives the impression he is eledumare’s focal person on earth. He is simply annoying.

    There are many leaders, kings and regents in the world represented in this movie. These men and women, disappointedly, get their thrones not on merit. They are usurpers in powers and for them to keep their hold on their stolen mandates, Ogundiji, the warrior, is at their service. They pay him to find their enemies.

    To maintain his hold on the business of keeping these bad men and women in power, Ogundiji runs a school for warriors. A new set of students arrive and one of them is Gbotija, a young man who comes from a land where the people have a pact with trees and as such can control anything made of wood.

    Within a short period of joining the school, Gbotija’s prowess, like brilliance, shows but instead of Ogundiji to be happy, he is sad. One of the kings he is helping to keep in power advises him to get rid of Gbotija before he overthrows him and become the new warrior. The devil called Ogundiji decides to test the new kid on the bloc. The first test is for Gbotija to fight Gbogunmi, Ogundiji’s second-in-command, whose exploits are known far and beyond. To the discerning, Ogundiji just wants Gbotija dead and has chosen Gbogunmi as the boat to paddle him across to the other world. Gbogunmi, who has come to see Gbotija as his son, feels bad about the arrangement, but is reluctant to say no to Ogundiji, who is still angry with him for failing to wage war against his mother-in-law’s village. Left to him, he, unlike Okonkwo of Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart, doesn’t want to have anything to do with the death of the boy who calls him father. The fight holds and what happens is contrary to the expectation: Gbotija triumphs.

    A dissatisfied Ogundiji announces a second test; Gbotija is to stay inside a coffin for seven days without food and water, a development, which tears apart Iroyinogunkitan, Ogundiji’s supposed only child, who is in love with the young warrior. The pact between him and trees saves him from dying in the coffin, not even when Ogundiji gets his trainees to dump the coffin inside the sea. The wood gives way and Gbotija returns to the applause of his mates.

    Ogundiji digs into his pocket of mischief once more and, this time around, orders Gbotija to wage war on the town of Aje. He gives him only four men to accomplish this task. Like the tests before, the Heavens come to his rescue.

    What happens next are major revelations I didn’t see coming. The plot twist is superb.

    Tijani, who wrote the screenplay, has proven over the years to know his onions. This past recipient of the AMAA award for best director of an indigenous movie delivers a rousing script and as the co-director, he delivers it on the screen.

    Femi, as Ogundiji, Abdulateef Adedimeji as Gbotija, and Ibukunmi Oluwasina as Iroyinogunkitan, deliver amazing performances. One day, I will write about Adedimeji, this dude who once appeared to me was Odunlade Adekola wannabe. He has come full circle and has carved his own path. As Ndike, he is good. As Iya Peju, he is hilarious. As Ayinla Omowura and Bola Tinubu in biopic, he embodies these personalities. One day, I will write about him.

    Aside these leads, the relatively new faces and veterans in the movie such as Salami, Ifayemi Elebuibon, Yinka Quadri, Fathia Balogun, Odunlade Adekola (even with just a one-scene cameo) and Muyiwa Ademola, help drive the plot in this period production, which will be talked about for a long time. I suspect a series version of it is in the offing given the suspense introduced in the last scene with the cameo from the brilliant Ibrahim Chatta. This will be following the tradition of Anikulapo, another brilliant Netflix Original from Kunle Afolayan, who is family friend with Femi Adebayo.

    My final take: If you get power cunningly, and sustain your reign cunningly, time will eventually show you as the cheat you are, and it may even slam some sanctions on you or just leave you to die of guilt.

  • This thing called politics 

    This thing called politics 

    Not everyone can play competitive politics. The politics of vying for elective position. The beginning of this reality, for me, dates back to the late 90s when lecturers at the Nigerian Institute of Journalism (NIJ), Ogba, Lagos State, provided some of us the tools to become award-winning journalists. In that brimming compound, which shares fence with the West African Examination Council (WAEC), I also learnt about rough-tackle politics, not from lecturers, but students vying for leadership slots. 

    While there, I was prevailed on to accept a leadership position. I can’t remember what it was. It turned out I was supposed to fight for the position with someone I greatly respected. We were to campaign and win support. Campaigning meant highlighting why I deserved the position ahead of my opponent. It also meant rubbishing his reasons for believing he was the right person for the job. I opted out because I couldn’t see myself rubbishing a friend because of a leadership position.

    During a Student Union election, the two presidential candidates were close to me, and the campaigns became so divisive that I found myself in a dilemma. My way out: I stayed away from school on the election day.

    These were two of those times I doubted if I would make a good candidate for an elective position. I have since accepted this reality, which first hit me back in Ogba.

    I remember these incidents and related ones because of a book I recently read, ‘Kamala’s Way’. One of the several incidents recalled in the book happened during the Democratic Party’s presidential ticket nomination process. 

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    This is what happened: Kamala Harris, the United States vice-president, queried the race credential of Joe Biden, who is now her principal, during the race for the Democratic party’s nomination ticket. A disappointed Biden replied: “I thought we are friends.” Harris’ defence was that they were at a debate and she was in order. Both of them pappered over the cracks and she eventually emerged his running mate, and they won, and she excitedly screamed to him on phone: “We did it, Joe.” 

    Harris and Beau, Biden’s now deceased son, were close friends, a friendship they formed when they were Attorney Generals in their states. It was this friendship that Beau’s father took into account to overlook her ‘transgression’. 

    Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton also had their moment during the race for the Democratic Party’s presidential ticket. Hillary’s husband, Bill, also joined in the cut-Barack-down project. Eventually, they all resolved their differences. Hillary became Obama’s Secretary of State and he later supported her to succeed him, a dream Donald Trump cut short.

    For outsiders like me, the allegations these guys made against one another were ‘unforgivable’. But, in politics, like in war, all is fair. That was why Harris said she was just debating and in debates, you look for points that will give you advantage even if you don’t personally believe in this point. 

    My reading of politicians all over the world shows that they are nearly the same. Their strategies may look different but, ultimately, the goal is the same. 

    If you think Nigeria is the only place politicians, especially lawmakers, get favours from the executive arm of government in exchange for passing a piece of legislation, you need to read Barack Obama’s ‘A Promised Land’.

    Even in America, lawmakers withhold support for a piece of legislation because the law will hurt their donors and because it could make them look like they are supporting the opposition. The interest of the people is jettisoned. 

    Politics promote values that make the rich keep getting richer, and the poor poorer; and the life of an average citizen isn’t worth much. 

    Politics make men and women elected to serve look the other way and give rise to situations where values are debased, where potentials aren’t fully utilised, where leaders are dealers, and where the political class sees nothing wrong in shedding some blood to attain political power. 

    This thing called politics, in the main, is about interests, the interests of the players; the people are largely secondary, no matter the pretence to the contrary. How do we explain that after bitter battles, Senators Ibikunle Amosun and Gbenga Daniel are now in the same camp with President Bola Ahmed Tinubu? Interests. How do we explain that after bitter rivalry over the governorship of Osun State, which led to deaths and injuries, Rauf Aregbesola and Olagunsoye Oyinlola later stood on the same podium as allies? Interests. How do we explain Nyesom Wike and Nasir El-Rufai and Tinubu working together? Interests. 

    International politics, the one nicknamed diplomacy, makes a powerful nation use its wealth to repress the less powerful ones. They hide under aids giving to exercise control on foreign markets and stylishly hurting the recipient’s economy. France, Britain, America, China and co are scrambling to help Africa but beneath this is politics, politics to control our resources, politics to have access to our huge market guaranteed by ever increasing population, and politics to make us subservient for a long time.

    Russia, America and France are currently playing politics with the coup in Niger Republic. On the surface, it looks like it is about the protection of democracy and sovereignty. But, beneath is the real reason: Interests. 

    My final take: This thing called politics is all about interests. Today’s enemies can become allies tomorrow when their interests collide. It doesn’t matter whether or not their supporters at a time killed themselves or inflicted permanent or temporary injuries on one another. All seems fair in politics. Winning is what matters.

    To Ajuri Ngelale

    The first time you took a precious slot in my mind was not during yours days at the African Independent Television (AIT), neither were they during your time at Channels TV. It was during your interview with CNN’s Zain Asher in the heat of the last presidential election. I simply loved the way you handled the questions. You were interested in stating the facts as known to you. So, when you were made the presidential Spokesperson and you said you would not look down on Nigerians in doing your job, I remembered that CNN encounter again. 

    As a trained PR person, I know that the job of a Spokesperson is to present the facts and to also apologise when things go wrong. Abusing people is never part of the drill. So far, you seem to understand what is at stake and you remind me of the great Gbemiga Ogunleye, ex-Punch editor and ex-NIJ provost, who as Corporate Affairs Manager of Arik Air in its early days was never combative in pushing the airline’s position. He simply explained things and left the public to take a position. 

    I wish you well in your assignment and hope you will not depart from the path you have set for yourself. Do not abuse Nigerians, even the President’s harshest enemies. Just present your case as brilliant as possibly. 

    All the best!

  • To Ajuri Ngelale

    To Ajuri Ngelale

    The first time you took a precious slot in my mind was not during yours days at the African Independent Television (AIT), neither were they during your time at Channels TV. It was during your interview with CNN’s Zain Asher in the heat of the last presidential election. I simply loved the way you handled the questions. You were interested in stating the facts as known to you. So, when you were made the presidential Spokesperson and you said you would not look down on Nigerians in doing your job, I remembered that CNN encounter again. 

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    As a trained PR person, I know that the job of a Spokesperson is to present the facts and to also apologise when things go wrong. Abusing people is never part of the drill. So far, you seem to understand what is at stake and you remind me of the great Gbemiga Ogunleye, ex-Punch editor and ex-NIJ provost, who as Corporate Affairs Manager of Arik Air in its early days was never combative in pushing the airline’s position. He simply explained things and left the public to take a position. 

    I wish you well in your assignment and hope you will not depart from the path you have set for yourself. Do not abuse Nigerians, even the President’s harshest enemies. Just present your case as brilliant as possible. 

    All the best!

  • To hell with khaki boys

    To hell with khaki boys

    We rejoiced when one by one our continent was rid of them. Our experience with them was so bad, so terrible, that seeing our presidential palaces without khaki boys or men calling the shots brought us so much joy, so much relief. Now, I fear, as these boys, these men, are emerging and claiming a place in the sun on our continent.

    In the last two years, there have been coups by military officers on the African continent, the latest attempt was in Niger Republic, our neighbour.

    They had earlier struck in Guinea Bissau— a country with a long history of military coups.

    In August 2020, late Malian President Ibrahim Keita was kicked out in a coup. Keita, who became president of the West African country in 2013, later died at the age of 76 in Bamako. He was two years into his second five-year term when he was toppled following widespread protests against his government.

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    A year and a month after Keita was shown the exit door, Guinean President Alpha Conde was given the same treatment.

    The situation in Sudan saw two attempts, one failed and the other shot Gen. Abdel Fattah Burhan into power.

     The African Union (AU), the Economic Community of West African States (ECOWAS), and the West, have condemned the coup in Niger, and have called for a return to civil rules, but these boys are not moved.

    I am happy that ECOWAS is not treating the bad boys with kid gloves. Borders with Niger have been shut. No fly zones have been imposed and military action is unlikely.

    Are coups the answer to the failure of democracy? Certainly not. From the experience of the past military interventions, the promises made by coup plotters have always been short-lived. They never last. The coup plotters always turn out worse than the politicians they send out of office. In several instances, they also become politicians and never want to leave office.

    For me, I say to hell with military intervention in governance. They are trained to defend the territorial integrity of their nations and not to lead. No wonder they are always a failure. Military rule is an aberration and it will always remain so.

  • The list

    The list

    Some weeks back, a novel, ‘The List’, was released in the West. Its Nigerian edition is due out soon from Masobe Books.

    The novel is about Ola Olajide, a female journalist, and Michael, her husband-to-be. Shortly before their marriage, a list is uploaded on the social media, the type Ola would have retweeted and called for those on the list to be brought to book. Her hands are, however, tied this time because Michael, the love of her life, is on the list.

    The message: “Oh my God, have you seen The List?” changes the dynamics of things.

    This intervention is not about this exploration of the real-world impact of online life written by Yomi Adegoke. This is about President Bola Ahmed Tinubu’s list (the first and the second one) of members of his cabinet.

    One of the names on the list is the immediate past Rivers State Governor, Nyesom Wike, a man I wrote so much about in the early days of this column. The day the list was released, a video started circulating in which Wike categorically said he would not be a minister. The video reminded me of a time he told a group of editors in Lagos that he couldn’t be Rotimi Amaechi’s successor as governor because of their common Ikwerre heritage. This was in his early days as Minister of State for Education. The rest, as they always bore us, is history. He is also on record to have described the ruling All Progressives Congress (APC) as stage four cancer that he wouldn’t have anything to do with. He worked for the party to win in Rivers. Well, all those are immaterial now.

    Nigerians were looking forward to the list for various reasons; some to see if their people would be on it, others to pick holes and rubbish it. And some just wanted the cabinet to be in place because they believed its absence was contributing to their woes. They are hopeful that the cabinet will help to change things for the better. They look up to the men and women on the list to get Nigeria to climb the ladder of prosperity.

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    At the moment, things are hard in the country, hard for the rich, harder for the middle class, and hardest for the poor. And for the poorest of the poor, it is unimaginable. The prices of nearly everything have gone up: school fees, bus fares, foodstuff, and on and on. The floating of the Naira has affected the prices of imported products, and even local products with foreign inputs. For an import-dependent nation like ours, the blow from this has been debilitating and the sore deep.

    With the situation of things, the men and women on the list need to inspire hope and deliver results. The reasons are obvious, and I doubt if there is anyone who honestly can say he or she is not troubled by the state of our nation. There is discontentment in the land. The economy is struggling, and security challenges are refusing to give way.

    The President and his men and women need to right the wrongs of the past. They need to make nepotism a thing of the past. They should ensure no Nigerian feels left out because of which part of the country he or she comes from.

    They should end this era of epileptic supply of electricity. I will be glad that day when our electricity generating sets will only be useful for picnics at beaches, and such places where temporary source of power is required.

    The President and his men and women need to give us a Nigeria where our schools can compete with others in the advanced world. The President and his team need to deliver a Nigeria where we can reap from medical tourism instead of the current situation where we are the major loser to this trend. The President and his team need to make our economy so robust that we can hold our head high anywhere in the world, and our green passport will command respect and not scorn.

    This administration needs to give us a Nigeria where oil takes the back seat and agriculture, tourism and others take the front seat, and contribute more to our foreign exchange earnings and Gross Domestic Product (GDP). I look forward to a team that will revive our tourism sector, permanently solve the power challenge, defeat the terrorists and make the country a no-go-area for bandits.

    The Nigerian people deserve soft life, they deserve good hospitals, they deserve good education, they deserve security and they deserve the financial might to put good food on their tables. To cut the story short, they deserve to have everything good.

    My final take: Is there anything wrong with Nigeria getting out of the Third World? What is wrong with being a First World? This is a task before the government of the day. Will President Tinubu and his men and women deliver? The answer is in the hands of time.  

  • ‘Don’t answer when they call your name’

    ‘Don’t answer when they call your name’

    One of the concepts Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie is renowned for is ‘the danger of the single story’. Ukamaka Olisakwe’s young adult novel, ‘Don’t Answer When They Call Your Name’, deals, in a way, with this. Times are, many times indeed, that a story is told from one perspective and it assumes a life difficult to dispel. In such instances, the world glosses over the fact that “evil is an incomplete story”, which “tells the story from one point of view”.

    The story at the heart of Olisakwe’s book is one that was told and told and told and told to the point that the possibility of there being another side to it was not given a chance. All that stopped when a girl, unaware of her powers, met the woman they had been told was responsible for their woes.

    The novel follows Adanne, a thirteen-year-old girl, who knows suffering the way a mother knows her child. Her mother and others in their community are partakers of this damned existence. They are all paying the price for the Original Sin committed by an ancestor known as Mother.

    All through Adanne’s childhood, she heard the story of Mother, whose ambition was to be the best possible and she sought no undue advantage to reach the zenith. But, her father felt she was asking for too much. He was all smiles as he sent her off to a man’s house as a wife when she was not ready. She was tricked into believing that in her husband’s house she could be whatever she wanted to be. It took just a little time for her to realise she had been scammed to become a wife. The fraud was just beginning. Her resolve to be who she wanted to be was the tonic her husband, Big Father, needed to set her on the path of motherhood when she was not ready. He decided her into having not one, not two, not three but four boys for him. And she demanded the ultimate prize for this humongous stride, she was told it was not time. And when it dawned on her that the husband never intended to fulfill his promise, she wrought damages.

    For causing chaos, she was banished into the “Forest of Iniquity”. But, she never stopped seeking revenge and she loomed large over the people in Ani mmadu.

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    Adanne turns out the one who “can walk through worlds” without shedding her body. The novel is also about her dog, a worthy partner in a quest to change their community’s destiny.

    The story is set in two worlds, the one we know and the one we will never truly understand, where geysers are needed for access, where marbled palaces exist under water, where anything is possible. The part of the setting that we know is clearly Igbo.

    The fantasy rooted in Igbo mythology highlights the suffering of women and how they escape these sufferings.

    In “Do Not Answer When They Call Your Name,” Olisakwe’s interest is not to paint women as saints.Though the author’s feminist roots glitter all through, she displays their flaws, but you are also made to see that when you push them to the wall, they can turn at you and the results are usually brutal.

    Olisakwe knows how to build tension. She takes us on a ride that leaves us gasping for breath. There is magic in the transition between one chapter and the next as most chapters end on a cliff-hanger and will force you to turn to the next page.

    ‘Don’t Answer When They Call Your Name’ is a feat worthy of a thousand salutations.

  • A world of suspicions

    A world of suspicions

    The world is not simple. It is crazily complex. Read, listen or watch the news today and the complexity of our world will daze you and even almost crush you. For our mental health, at times, we need to turn off from the dizzying pace news break. And beneath the bulk of the wahala of this world is suspicion. 

    In this world, we have different races, we have different religions, we have different tribes, and we have different this and that. Between each religion, each race, each time and each this and each that, we also have differences.

    Let’s take religion, for instance. The world is not just about Christianity and Islam. But let’s use them as case studies. In Islam, there are Shiites and there are Sunnis. In Christianity, we have the Orthodox and the Pentecostal. The orthodox is not just one, just as the Pentecostal aren’t just one. Strife has been in the church since the early church because people do not allow God to fully rule.

     In Nigeria, for instance, protestant churches, especially the white garment ones, are seen as practising diluted Christianity or Africanised-Christianity. A Pentecostal pastor recently voiced out what many a Pentecostal Christian feels about the Celestial Church of Christ (CCC). The Pentecostal churches also feel somehow about the Catholic Church, especially its respect for Mary, the mother of Jesus Christ. Some even describe this as idolatry.

    For decades, Catholics and Protestants had a conflict in North Ireland, which was only resolved through what is known as the 1998 Good Friday Agreement brokered by former U.S. Senate Majority Leader George Mitchell. Suspicion was behind the conflict.

    Interestingly, even within the Pentecostal movement, one denomination sees something objectionable about the other. The situation within the Nigerian churches in the Diaspora is one of disunity, especially in America, where I have called home for some time now.

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     A recent Houston visit of the General Overseer of the Redeemed Christianity Church of God (RCCG), Pastor Enoch Adejare Adeboye, further exposed this schism. Adeboye was in Houston on the invitation of a teacher of the gospel considered junior by some pastors in the city. He narrated his ordeal at an RCCG church and expressed disgust at the opposition against him. There are silent and loud battles within the Pentecostal movement in Houston. Behind them is suspicion about one another’s motive. The Adamic nature of man to struggle for relevance, position, materials and fortunes has taken firm root in the rank. They have been unable to shun competition and embrace unity.

     Between the Sunnis and the Shiites, the suspicion is over who is practising real Islam. Somewhere in between is the root of the fundamentalism tearing nations apart. The sort of Islam propagated by fundamentalists, for instance, is suspicious of Western education and any Moslem who embraces it is seen as an infidel. It is a crazy situation out there.

     Ethnic groups are also suspicious of one another. Our experience in Nigeria is a good example. Igbo, Yoruba, Hausa and others don’t fully trust the other. There are also the ridiculous cases of Yoruba sub-groups being suspicious of one another. there are stereotypes about Ijebu, Egba, Ijesha and others, all caused by agelong suspicions. We have similar situation in the Southeast, which fuels debates about who is more Igbo than the other.

    Nations are also suspicious of one another. America is suspicious of almost every move by China and vice versa. Russia and America also share this mutual suspicion.

    Since 9/11, anyone wearing hijab or niqab is held in suspicion in the Western world. A Moslem U.S. diplomat was recently humiliated by a policeman in Europe, who was later shocked when her identity was revealed.

     My final take: While some suspicions are baseless, others are genuine. Unfortunately, both types of suspicions are at the root of the absence of peace in our society. Dig down into wars and crises around the world and you will find suspicions at the core. These suspicions, many of them, were bequeathed to our fathers by their fathers who also inherited it from their fathers. We need to rise above them but are we ready to.