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  • MAN decries high duties on imported finished products

    MAN decries high duties on imported finished products

    •Osinbajo inaugurates $15m firm 

    The Manufacturers of Nigeria (MAN) has decried the high duty rates on imported finished products.

    The association added that it is capable of discouraging indigenous investors from investing in the country.

    MAN President Dr Frank Jacobs, who spoke in Ilorin, the Kwara State capital on the sideline of the commissioning of Syringes and Needles Complex, put culmuinative duties on imported finished products to the country at 30 per cent.

    Vice President Yemi Osinbajo commissioned the $15 million syringe and needle production plant owned by HMA Medical Limited.

    The company has an annual installed capacity of 200 million syringes and 350 needles.

    Dr Jacobs added that in some countries, duties on imported finished products are just five percent.

    “This does not encourage indigenous investors; I urge government to reduce the rates. A reduction in import duty rates will encourage more people to delve into manufacturing thus creating more jobs.

    “The environment should be more welcoming and conducive for many other investors to venture into syringes and needles.

    “Highly patriotic people venture into manufactured in Nigeria. It takes large heartedness and risk taking to vent into manufacturing in Nigeria,” he said.

    He hailed Federal Government’s ease of doing business policy, adding that there has been a remarkable changes.

    Prof Osinbajo said the Federal Government would continue to create an enabling environment for indigenous industries and manufactures to thrive and creates jobs even as he commended the floating of the plant.

    The company chair, Ayodele Shittu said the company intends to expand the plant production capacity from the current 200 syringes and 350 per annum to 500 and 700 million respectively in the next three years.

    He said: “We are also expanding into construction of a state of the art intravenous infusion plant ,which we project to commission in the next 24 months .HMA Medical Limited will  at the end of this expansion provide more than 1000 jobs to our teeming youths,’’ he said

    Shittu said the finished products from the plant would also be exported to the Economic Community of West African States (ECOWAS)  and African Union (AU) countries, which he said would save and earn Nigeria scarce forex.

  • We’re finished!

    FOR many years, Uju had dreamt of the day she would own a business. Married with three kids, the trained tailor works for a tailoring outfit in FESTAC area of Lagos. Her income, together with that of her husband, could barely sustain the family for half of a month.

    “I am a mother of three. Together with my husband, we are struggling to keep our home with our meager earnings,” she said in a chat with The Nation.

    For her and the family, life became a choice between two extremes. To own a business, she and and other members of her family would have to make a sacrifice: reduce the amount of money dedicated to running the home. It was the hard choice the family decided to make. The sum saved from the sacrifice was then taken to a micro-finance bank for safe-keeping.

    She said: “Once we agreed to set some money aside to start a business, I decided to open an account with Suisse Micro Finance Bank, located inside the Gacoun Plaza in FESTAC Town. My plan was that I would withdraw the savings in January this year to start a business.”

    However, January has come and gone but Uju’s hope of starting a business is turning into a pipe dream. For more than three weeks now, she has been going to the office of Suisse Micro Finance Bank on Road 23 on a daily basis without any sign of the operators.

    She said: “In December, I went to their office after a friend told me that a crowd had gathered in front of the office. When I got there, I met more than 200 people shouting and crying. The people in the office told us that they were auditing the accounts of the bank and that they would not be able to pay anyone until they had concluded the auditing.

    “Surprisingly, they suddenly locked up the office on December 16, 2016, and since then, they have refused to open their office. My family is suffering now because our plan to start a business has been destroyed and I don’t even know what to do. I have N100, 000 with them.”

    Facing the same problem as Uju is a commercial bus driver who identified himself simply as Kayode. Claiming to have more than N200, 000 in his account with Sussie MFB, he lamented that the situation has affected his home adversely.

    According to him, his wife has threatened to leave him because of his inability to access his deposit with the bank. “My wife no longer trusts me. Last December, while other families celebrated the Christmas, I had no money to give to my family. I did not buy anything for my children, and even to pay their school fees was a problem.”

    Kayode, who burst into tears as he spoke with our correspondent, said he feared that his wife might leave him if the situation did not change in the next few weeks.

    He Said: “As I am speaking with you, my wife has told me that she would move out of the house because of the suffering she has had to grapple with. I called my account officer and he could not give me any specific reason why they closed shop, except that they are carrying out the auditing of the accounts.”

    Another depositor, who simply identified himself as Moses, claimed that he had the sum of N50, 000 in his account. Moses, who disclosed that he was introduced to the scheme by his father-in-law, said his deposit with the bank was low because he made it a duty to withdraw a part of his deposit every month.

    Moses said: “I decided to open an account with them because it was my in-law that introduced the bank to me. However, because I suspected that something like this could happen, I made sure that I withdrew money from the account every month. I believe it is that decision that helped me now, else I would have had a huge sum with them.”

    While Moses believes that he is lucky to have such a small amount in his account, Oyinyechukwu is licking the wounds of her decision to open what she termed as a ‘project account’ at Suisse.

    In a chat with our correspondent, Oyinye, as she is called by friends, said she was at her wits’ end as a result of her inability to access her account with Suisse MFB.

    She said she decided to open an account with the bank because she believed that it was easier to save money with them than a commercial bank. “My decision to put my little savings in the bank has turned into foolishness now because I have been proved wrong,” she said sobbing.

    Looking dejected, Oyinye said she was warned against opening an account with a micro-finance bank. “When I said I wanted to open the account, one of my friends advised me not to. But I refused to listen to the advice because I believed that it was the best way I could save enough money to start the project I was planning for. But now, they are all making fun of me and I cannot even face them.”

    For Oyinye, and indeed, about 3,000 depositors with Suisse, the first sign of trouble began on December 16, 2016 when the bank failed to pay depositors who had gone there to withdraw money from their accounts.

    Within hours, the news quickly spread like wild fire, with many depositors trooping to the office of the bank. A large crowd of depositors were said to have gathered in front of the bank to ask for their money.

    At first, the depositors were told that the delay in accessing their accounts was the result of an auditing exercise that was being done by the bank. They were then asked to exercise patience. But days soon turned into weeks and both Christmas and New Year celebrations were marked with subdued celebrations in the homes of the about 3,000 depositors.

    Now, more than four weeks after the bank shut its doors to depositors, there is no sign that their tears would be wiped away any time soon. When our correspondent visited the office of Suisse MFB during the week, their doors were under lock and key. The black steel doors were sealed and welded in about five different points; signs some depositors said were indications that the bank may not resume business soon as promised.

    A man in security uniform who sat at the foot of the staircase to the first floor office of the bank said the office had been shut for some weeks. But when asked about the sealing and welding of the office doors, he smiled and shook his head in a gesture of pity, saying: “I don’t know about the welding o. But I have not seen them here for some weeks now.”

    Further efforts to speak with him were futile as he remained silent, refusing to say anything.

    Some neighbours of Suisse MFB, who spoke on condition of anonymity, said the depositors were taken unaware by the sudden decision of the management of the bank to close shop.

    One of them said: “A few days before December 16, there was really no sign that the bank was going through any problem. I still saw some of their customers who came to transact business.

    “As a matter of fact, I have a friend who is a customer. She did not receive any warning before the decision to shut down and turn customers back.”

    Another person, who witnessed the commotion caused by the customers as they rushed to the bank to collect their money, said: “I have a shop around here. We really did not know what was happening until we saw people rushing and shouting. It was then that they told us that the bank refused to pay them their money.

    “But what I observed was that the people locked up the place and we have not seen anybody since then except people who come to make enquiries.”

    The Nation investigation revealed that the micro-finance bank is owned by a popular Pentecostal church. A resident of the area, who spoke on condition of anonymity, expressed surprise that the bank would go through such experience.

    He said: “This bank is owned by a popular Pentecostal church. I am sure that they can take care of this mess without anybody hearing about it, and I hope that they will do the necessary thing to rescue these poor people.”

    Efforts made to speak with a manager of the bank, identified simply as Pastor Chuba, were futile. After a call was made to his phone, Pastor Chuba acknowledged that it was he that was speaking. He also said the bank was merely carrying out an auditing exercise.

    He, however, cut the line when he was told that the caller was a journalist. He did not pick subsequent calls that were made to the phone.

    A chartered accountant, Mr Yemi Gbadamosi, who spoke with The Nation, expressed surprise over the excuse by the bank that the delay was caused by an auditing exercise. He described auditing as a review of the financial activities of a business outfit over a period of time, saying: “Auditing your accounts does not mean the business should stop.”

    With no definite sign that the Suisse MFB may reopen its office any time soon, the about 3,000 depositors, whose deposits were put at about N20 million, are already seeking spiritual intervention, asking God to come to their rescue.

    “I have started a prayer and fasting exercise to help me get my money. I want God to help and rescue me because my life and the future of my children depend on this money,” Kayode said.

  • Nigeria will be finished

    We belabour the ‘Nigerian dream.’ We abuse the idea that life will get better, that progress is assured if we keep faith, obey the rules and work hard, that prosperity is guaranteed if we continue to tread the slow, steady path to progress and a prosperous future. And in pursuit of these lofty ideals, we pervert the steady, measured, impartial course of the universe; hacking pliant paths to our dreams, from the crossroads where gluttony fosters depravity.

    Eventually, we awaken to a cold, bitter truth: We are being sacrificed. The Nigerian dream we are sold isn’t worth our sacrifice. And the individual dreams we pursue, aren’t worth a smidgen of what we make them out to be. By the time we all struggle to achieve our dreams; Nigeria will be finished. Given that each tribe may finally achieve its dreams of nationhood via secession, Hausa, Igbo, Yoruba, Ijaw to mention a few may establish their new nations.

    When we do, the swollen belly of our idiocy and pride shall become clearly visible to us. When it does, it shall suddenly dawn on us that, all along, we had been blindly acting to a script prepared by career predators from Western nations of Europe, America and our ruling class.

    The truth shall become clearer to us in intensity and impact and we shall hopelessly realize that we are being sacrificed. We will all be sacrificed; some of us much quicker than others. As it is now, so shall it be in our new nations, the Biafran youth, Ijaw youth, Oodua youth and Arewa youth to mention a few, shall become disposable indices in the scheme of things.

    But until then, we will continue to have today and squander it on the altar of racism and greed. Today, it’s impossible to see any offspring of our ruling class engage or become embroiled in the familiar tragedies that mar our lives. It’s always the children from the breadlines, struggling middle class and backwaters that are involved. We are the youth divide traditionally expected and required to function and serve as unquestioning muscles and ordinary cannon fodder in the ruling class’ blueprint of pillage and destruction.

    The decline of Nigeria is a story of gross injustices by the ruling class to the citizenry. But that is only an aspect of it, the greatest injustice is that meted out by individual citizen to self – the youth particularly. And this predominant malaise often plays out in our corruptibility and disinclination to foster a more humane leadership and society.

    Today, we suffer declining standards of living, stagnant and falling wages that are hardly paid at due time; we suffer curtailment and absolute denial of our basic wages, long-term unemployment, slave labour, escalating crime wave, among other ills.

    Together, we perpetuate gruesome realities of the weakest being crushed decisively and maniacally by the affluent and strong. Together, we perpetuate a story of unbridled sectarian, ethnic and corporate power that has taken our government hostage, overseen the dismantling of our cultural heritage, societal and entrepreneurial values.

    But if the ruling class, in connivance with predatory nations and institutions from the so-called ‘first world’ is responsible for plundering our natural resources and bankrupting the nation, we, the youth, are responsible for even worse atrocities.

    We serve as the tools by which the ruling class and its cohorts overseas plunder and destroy our nation. The virus of political corruption, the perverted belief that only political and material profit matters, has spread to distort our thoughts and understanding of right and wrong. Today, it manifests in endemic proportions plaguing our communities with religious and political terrorism, economic and cyber-terrorism to mention a few.

    Today, the Nigerian society dies a gruesome death basically because we lay to waste, our youths and we, the latter, by our suicidal actions and thoughts, submit ourselves as hopeless prey to the Nigerian ruling class and their cohorts overseas.

    Everyday encounters with gluttonous gangs of struggling youth reveals among other things, that many of us are the same social products as our peer from the aristocratic divide. Conditioned by life’s harshest vicissitudes to survive at all cost, we lay in wait, striving and bidding our time until we are ably positioned and strong enough to serve or rob the rich whose life we earnestly covet and decry.

    A visit to any night club, party, religious organization or office still attests to this fact. Ambitious and upwardly mobile youth from the breadlines or struggling working class families engage in a variety of excesses to the applause of mates yearning to be in their shoes. Either as advance fee fraudsters, bankers, journalists, accountants, secretaries, factory hands or ordinary clerks, youths from the breadlines daily engages in a bitter, desperate struggle to chance on the shortest possible cut to sudden and stupendous wealth.

    We seem beset by a greater and unexplainable fear beyond the fear of poverty amongst other harsh realities of their lives. Fear plays a greater part than hope: we are infinitely buoyed and obsessed with thoughts of the money that we could make or the possessions that might be taken from us or elude us, than of the joy and value that we might add to our own lives and to the future of our fatherland.

    Most of us, like our more privileged peer crave the best of everything without actually sweating for it. And when we do sweat for it, our industry is tainted by vigorous dashes of impatience and duplicity. In our work, we are haunted by jealousy of competitors, and a fleeting interest in the actual work that has to be done. We spend greater time and passion defending unjust privileges that we are desperate to enjoy.

    Such appalling youth constitute a greater segment of the human element expected to salvage Nigeria from eternal ruin and bloodbath. Consequently, our society becomes more rudderless and unstable and vulnerable, on our watch. Now that Nigeria as our fathers, ‘the wasted generation’ made it, and we the youth, aggravate it, have begun to collapse, we withdraw from the possibility of rebirth, and instead choose to exploit the infinite possibilities in our fragility and predicted collapse.

    It’s about time the Nigerian youth started postponing immediate gratification and endure hard sacrifices spurred by conviction that the future can be better than the past. Beyond the politics and inanities of our existing ruling class and political parties, we face far more difficult questions at our moment in history: How do we reconcile reality with promises that have been made to us? How do we make the best of our circumstances at the backdrop of indefensible leadership failure and disillusionment of the citizenry?  How do we evolve and nurture to fruition, a new vision to help us deal with our gruesome realities, even as we chart a promising story of the future? How do we divorce ourselves from the pains and disappointments of the past – particularly those that many of amongst us had no stake in but yet internalize and perpetuate unexplainable miseries thereby?

    How do we redefine “Peace, Unity and Progress” with our lust for “Life, Liberty and Happiness?”  How do we become more human than we are now?

  • I’m finished, says man who lost wife, four children

    Why? Oh God why me? This has been the lamentation of Celestine Onwuliri, who lost five members of his family, including his wife, Magdalene, on May 29.

    Onwuliri’s wife and four of his children, including his first son, died in their sleep after inhaling generator fumes.

    The 48-year old contract worker in a bank is yet to recover from the incident.

    The distraught Onwuliri continuously peered into the sky with his arms folded across his chest when our reporter met with him in Yenagoa, Bayelsa State.

    He again muttered: “Why?”. He shook his head many times.

    Onwuliri wondered why he had to bury his first son, Emmanuel, 13, his nine-year-old daughter, Blessing, and his four-year old twins, Mike and Mark, on the same day.

    The body of his 35-year old wife, who he married 14 years ago, is still in the mortuary.

    Onwuliri sometimes blamed himself for not being around when the incident happened.

    He was in Port Harcourt, Rivers State, working when he was hit by the nasty blow.

    The widower rued his transfer from Yenagoa to Port Harcourt by the bank where he worked on contractual basis as a technician.

    “If not for the transfer, I would have been around my family and would have prevented the disaster. I don’t know whether I will be able to survive the disaster.

    “How do I survive without my wife of 14 years? “

    He recalled the last conversation he had with his late wife.

    Onwuliri said: “On the night of May 28, I was discussing an issue with her on phone around 10pm, but due to bad network, we said we would talk in the morning, I never knew that was the last conversation I was to have with my wife.

    “The following morning, I called again around 6am as we agreed. I called her five times but she did not pick. I then called my first son, his phone also rang severally, he did not pick.

    “I felt they may be having devotion, so I decided to wait for some time. I called again, but still nobody picked. I decided to call my neighbours and asked them to go and help me check what was wrong.

    “My neighbours called me back to say they have knocked and checked but did not see or hear anybody. I then told them to break the window to know what was wrong.

    “I was still on phone when I heard a shout from my neighbours. It was then it became clear to me that something terrible has happened.

    “I was told to come immediately to Yenagoa, but I never thought of generator fumes.

    “All the seven persons in my house were taken to the Federal Medical Centre (FMC), Yenagoa. I went straight to meet them,”he said.

    But only his 12-year old second son, Chris, and a relative, Chidera Opara, survived but they are in critical condition.

    Members of the family inhaled the carbon monoxide fumes from a generator that emanated from a room next to their bedroom.

    The incident occurred at a time Yenagoa experienced a three-week power outage after thunderstorms destroyed major power transmission equipment.

    He lamented the lack of oxygen in the hospital and said his twins would have survived.

    “When my neighbours came to FMC, Yenagoa, with my family, the health personnel said there was no oxygen to revive my children. The neighbours said the twins were still breathing.

    “Assuming there was the needed equipment, the story wouldn’t have ended this way. I have to battle to save my second son and my in-law’s daughter,” he said.

    Onwuliri also grappled with erratic power supply in the hospital. He was compelled to buy fuel to power the generator in the hospital from midnight till the next morning.

    “The FMC starts its generator from 7pm till midnight, from that midnight, I will buy fuel that will serve till morning.

    “I am still talking to you because of help from friends, co-workers and other individuals.

    “I have buried the children and have also transferred my wife’s body to a hospital in my state, Imo, where she will be buried on July 20.

    “I have also relocated the two survivors to the Federal Medical Centre, Owerri.

    “I only came briefly to Yenagoa to see whether I could get help from the government. Right now I don’t have money any more.

    “The condition of my second son is still worrisome. He is talking but his head is not yet normal. I am told I should take him to a specialist to examine his brain. I had to leave FMC, Yenagoa in search of such specialist in FMC, Owerri.

    “The girl on her own is not even better; she is only breathing but has not opened her mouth or eyes. The burden is too much for me.

    “I plead with the government to help me. My wife’s body is still in the mortuary. I have spent almost all I have, and don’t know if I still have enough strength to carry on.”

    The Senior Special Adviser to the Governor on Non-Indigenes, Anayo Edwin, said he would meet with Governor Seriake Dickson on the issue.

    He said he has also been speaking to individuals and groups, including Ohanaeze Ndi Igbo, to assist Onwuliri.

    “I have been helping in my own little way. This is one situation you won’t wish your enemy,” he said.