Tag: Goodnight

  • Olaniwun Ajayi: Goodnight to a moral beacon

    As we surrender his remains to mother earth this week, the life and times of Sir Olaniwun Ajayi, lawyer, statesman, politician, author, intellectual, prodemocracy activist and Knight of John Wesley, will continue to be celebrated by many whose lives he personally touched and the millions whose lots were directly or indirectly dictated, or could have been dictated, by the progressive politics to which he devoted his entire adult life. As a moral beacon and a man of great self-possession, Sir Olaniwun was a rare combination of unbending resolve and inexhaustible patience. Both attributes were fired by a commitment to egalitarian politics that even the serial setbacks that a polity sworn to political errancy such as Nigeria could not destroy. Though it had become “Africa’s failed asset,” as the title of one of his books concluded, Sir Olaniwun had no doubt that Nigeria could still be saved.

    It was a testament to that unquenchable trust in the possibilities of public good, the creation of a good society and an evangelical sense of rectitude that a few hours before his passing, the old man was still at work building alliances to save Nigeria. To conclude that it was as if he knew that time was running out for him – and for Nigeria – would be wrong, because, indeed, he knew so. “Asiko nlo,” (“we are running out of time”), he said repeatedly, insisting on “the fierce urgency of now” in the last decade of his life. When he and his fellow leaders of Afenifere, Chief Ayo Adebanjo and Chief Reuben Fasoranti, met with Governor Bola Tinubu only a few weeks before his death, it was the same urgency that drove them to insist on meeting the “Lion of Bourdillon” in his home rather than continue their tireless wait for Godot. It was yet another mark of the admirable commitment of the disappearing members of the old guard to which he belonged that they kept their eyes on the mission not minding the frustrations and slights they have had to endure. They were convinced that some factions of the progressive camp in Yorubaland were helping to polish the brass of a sinking ship. They had experienced this before and were worried that history was repeating itself as a farce.

    A man of sartorial elegance and measured speech, Sir Olaniwun was one of the most deliberate and considerate Nigerians that ever lived. He was a disciplined man who lived a reflective yet practical life; he was methodical in his private life as he was thoughtful in his public life. His combination of piety and secularist ethos was distinctive. There was no honour that he valued in his life more than his knighthood (of John Wesley) in the Methodist Church – a church to which he devoted a substantial part of his time, efforts and resources. This is why even though we all call him “Baba Olaniwun Ajayi,” we never forget to formally refer to him as “Sir Olaniwun.”

    I first had a close encounter with Sir Olaniwun when I wrote a scathing piece in the newspapers in which I criticized the Afenifere/Alliance for Democracy leaders for allowing President Olusegun Obasanjo to deceive and defeat them in the 2003 elections. I was then teaching political science at the University of Ibadan. He sent a message that I should contact him. I did and was invited to his Isara home. Thus began a relationship that has been so enriching intellectually and culturally. As someone who was interested in studying the Awolowo political movement, this relationship helped in deepening my insight in what resulted in my book, The Yoruba Elites and Ethnic Politics in Nigeria: Obafemi Awolowo and Corporate Agency (2014). Sir Olaniwun’s capacity for reading widely, even in old age would put many young people to shame.

    One of the unmistakable attributes of his class of Awoists is their modesty. Sir Olaniwun combined excess of accomplishments and monumental endowments with manifest unpretentiousness. Even as a living archive of the progressive movement in Nigeria, it was easy to relate to the old man because you knew clearly where he stood and where you stood with him. He was not one to mince words, even though he was a patient listener and sympathetic hearer. But his tolerance never conflicted with his persistence. His inflexible commitment to public good and his unrepentant valorisation of the egalitarian core of the Awoist ethos was not subject to compromise. In the best tradition of his late leader, Sir Olaniwun was a patriarch whose abundant wisdom never stood in the way of his attentiveness to the perception of youth. He possessed a rare capacity for attentive courtesy. I never had any hesitation to disagree with him. He would listen with a kind gaze and then respond with an excess of insight and prudence that would sway you even if your assuredness about the changing dynamics that his generation is yet to fully embrace discourages you from agreeing with his prognosis. One thing was sure though, you were always inspired, even if humbled, by an incontrovertible fact: Your generation will never equal the sacrifices of his generation, if not in the quality of their sacrifices, most certainly in the time span. Baba Ajayi’s generation breathed the struggle for a better Nigeria. From the days of Action Group through the years of the Unity Party of Nigeria to the barricades of the NADECO years and the democratic resurgence of the Alliance for Democracy and the post-AD eras, the Knight of John Wesley was always at his post contributing his task to the struggle to make Nigeria more liveable.

    I once asked him what was responsible for the unending trust in political and social rectitude that was the hallmark of the Awoist progressive politics. I noted that even in the twilights of his life and in the light of clear evidence that incompetence and lack of vision (matched by obduracy) were the persistent qualifications for the headship of the Nigerian state, Obafemi Awolowo still believed that the national political elite would see reason and embrace his Enlightenment project. Sir Olaniwun chuckled characteristically. He waited for a moment, then asked gently: “Do you think it is possible for Nigeria to continue this way indefinitely? Can the country survive along this path?” Even when I argued that the most backward sections of the polity most in need of radical socio-economic redemption are also the parts most conducive to regressive politics and predation; that such regressive politics marked by the story of the boy who sold his patrimony and then pleaded that he should be assisted because he had no inheritance has since been federalized, the old man remained unpersuaded that Nigeria was not saveable. I was forced to revert to my default position of trust in social and political rectitude.

    After all when Awolowo started his unsurpassed political project of “freedom for all, life more abundant”, the margin of error was huge and the possibility of success was almost non-existent. Yet more than six decades after, a combination of nation-wreckers without and heritage-hawkers within have failed to totally eviscerate that yearning for egalitarian rule that was holistically elaborated and cohesively mobilized by the visionary politician.

    Sir Olaniwun lived and fought for a just, equitable, free and egalitarian Nigeria. He and his peers in the long siege laid to the wall of Nigeria’s Bastille believed strongly that power could be truly democratized and decentralized in a way that could turn Nigeria into a truly transformational federation where “though tribe and tongue may differ” we all stand in brotherhood (and sisterhood – as that old national anthem forgot to add). Sir Olaniwun desperately wanted this to be true in his life time.

    As he departs, what can we learn from the life of this most accomplished of men? Plenty, no doubt. As members of my generation are often reminded by Sir Olaniwun’s more contentious and fervent friend and political ally of many decades, Chief Ayo Adebanjo, we must continue to have an unalloyed trust in the possibilities of political rectitude. Another lesson is a commitment to party spirit that is exceptional. The commitment of Sir Olaniwun’s generation to the Westminster model of party supremacy is difficult to replicate in this age. Worthy of emulation too is Sir Olaniwun’s personal commitment to the Awolowo family, particularly after the exit of the patriarch. I know this because I was a witness to his fidelity.

    Sir Olaniwun also taught us that it is never too late to accomplish – or at least try to accomplish –anything in life. At over 80, he began a project of becoming an author. He ended up with five books within a decade. He also wanted to study for a doctoral degree. He approached the Obafemi Awolowo University, Ife. When he was told that the process was too rigid to allow an octogenarian without a graduate degree to enrol for a Ph.D, he approached Professor Jacob Olupona of Harvard University in the US and Dr. Raufu Mustapha of Oxford University in the U.K. Both scholars were struck by the thirst of such an old man for knowledge generation. He didn’t succeed in gaining admission to either, so he turned his attention to private research and writing books. Finally, his life teaches us that personal rectitude will never go out of fashion among any serious people….

    Sir Olaniwun Ajayi made our world better. Good night to a good old man.

     

    • Adebanwi is a professor at the University of California, Davis.
  • Goodnight ‘GOC’

    IN the newsroom of the Daily Times those days, the reporters were a close-knit family. We bonded together and at the same time  left room for healthy rivalry. At play and at work, we were reporters first and foremost. It was not unusual to see us rushing to the newsroom to write our stories, refusing all entreaties by those who do not have stories, to join them across the road for a bottle or two.

    It was normal to hear  old boy, where you dey rush to; you no go join us  for White House (which houses Calabar Kitchen). Which story you  want go write self.  Na front page. Yes, as  reporters we  placed premium on our  stories making the front page. So, we fought tooth and nail to ensure that our stories not only hit the front page, but also made the lead.

    Byline, as those who worked in the Daily Times then will tell you, did not come cheap. It  was precious. You can only be sure of having a byline if your story made the front or back page. If it is inside, forget it, there is no miracle that can make your story carry a byline. Reporters fought against what they perceived as a  discriminatory practice for years, to no avail. Byline was at the discretion of the subeditors and they gave it only to their ‘friends’.

    Because in the Times subeditors seemed more powerful than in other newspapers then, reporters courted them in order to get bylines. For those who joined the Times from other newspapers we found this practice strange. In The Punch from where I joined the Times in 1991 every story carried a byline, no matter how brief it may be. In the Times, it was not so, both lengthy and brief stories never carried a byline except the subeditor decided to do the reporter a ‘favour’.

    Those we met in the Times were used to this system. So, when we the Johnny Just Come (JJC) started complaining they just giggles at us and I bet in their subconcious mind, they would have said una never see anything. Una no know say this na Daily Times. The Daily Times had a larger-than-life image in the industry then. It was the baba, not only in age but also in terms of quality of personnel, wages and the other things that make a viable company tick.

    It was a conglomerate then in the real sense of the word. The Times Publications Division (TPD) at Agidingbi, Ikeja, Lagos, the publishers of Daily Times, Sunday Times, Business Times,  Times International (later Timesweek), Sporting Record, Lagos Weekend, Headlines, Evening Times, among others,  was at the heart of the business empire, which the late Alhaji Babatunde Jose left  behind following  his exit in 1976.

    Other companies in the Daily Times Group  were Times Press Limited, Times Books, Times Leisure Services (organisers of Miss Nigeria Beauty Pageant), Times Property Limited, and  Times Newspaper Training Centre (TNTC). which later became  Times Journalism Institute (TJI).

    For years, TNTC   served as training ground for in-house reporters. It later became a full-fledged fee-paying school, where the best graduating students were given automatic employment. In 1986,  the two best graduating  students in the Diploma and Certificate classes,  Gbenga Oni-Olusola, and Ebohon Ikhurionan, who died last May 24 in Abuja were the beneficiaries. Gbenga and the late Ebohon went on to prove their mettle as reporters in the Daily Times. Gbenga edited the Sunday Times before he left the company.

    The late Ebohon, who covered the telecomunications and defence beats, Timothy Okorocha (Maritime), Festus Obi (Education), the late Kate Okoronkwo (Lagos State Secretariat), Emeka Nwosu (Politics), Gbenga Adesina (Politics), Babatunde Faniyan (Judiciary), Aliu Zubair (Dodan Barracks),  the late Josephine Izuagie (Judiciary) and Basil Obi (Politics), among others. were already entrenched in the system when people like us joined the Times. We quickly took to one another as some of us had been friends on our respective beats.

    It was fun working together after having known one another from a distance, so to say. In no time, our friendship blossomed and we started sharing food and drinks across the road. At those  joints, which became an extension of the newsroom, we were always discussing stories and thinking of getting the lead story for the next day. It was a competition of sorts among us on who will lead the paper. Even though the late Ebohon covered two beats, he never missed a story from his beats. He was on top of events on his beats. And this reflected in the way he handled other matters outside his official duty.

    If we had problems with our phone lines, it was the late Ebohon that would liaise between the company and the Nigerian Telecommunications Limited (NITEL), the sole operator then. His interventions usually yielded results. He was also not a pushover on the Defence beat, where he held his own against his colleagues. The late Ebohon knew virtually all the officers that mattered  in the military then and the year they entered the Nigerian Defence Academy (NDA). Mention an officer’s name and he will tell you ”he (the officer) is of course so and so”.

    This was why he was called ”GOC”. The late Ebohon was a ”GOC”, though not in the military sense, but in our newsroom, where he exhibited  the traits of a dutiful and obedient  soldier. A soldier could not have comported himself  better than the way ”GOC” did. He treated his bosses as the superior officers they were. When any of them called him, he always answered ”all correct sir, with his chest out”. You knew if ”GOC” was in the newsroom. His voice always resonated all over the place. He was a lovable person because he mixed with the  young and the  old. He was indeed The General Officer Commanding (GOC), Newsroom Division, Ikeja.

    One thing you cannot take away from him is that he was respectful, very respectful. He carried the command structure of the military into the newsroom. Like military men, he revered his bosses and obeyed their orders. ”GOC” was not someone to look those in authority in the face and dare them, even when they are wrong. Like all mortals, he passed on when his time came last May 24. From what I gathered, he was not seriously ill. He got home and complained of bodyache and before he could be rushed to the hospital, he gave up the ghost.

    Our mutual friend Chris Agbambu of the Nigerian Tribune, who I called to confirm the death of ”GOC”,  said it was a sudden development. ”So, ”GOC” is gone”, I managed to say. ”Yes Lawy, he is gone”, Chris replied. ”GOC” was buried in his Eguaoliha Ewatto, Edo State hometown, last Friday. May God grant his  family the fortitude to bear this great loss. Rest in peace, ”GOC”.

  • Goodnight, Toyin my brother

    Snooper will miss one of the ardent fans and most implacable admirers of this column, Toyin Makanju, a.k.a Tee Mac, who fell a fortnight ago. The outpouring of grief speaks volume for this urbane and diffident gentleman who plied his distinguished trade quietly and diligently without ever trying to draw attention to himself. He had an uncanny ear for fine writing and the elegant turn of phrase.

    Toyin was a genius of newspaper production and one of the unsung heroes of Nigerian journalism rising through the ranks to become production editor of Daily Times and Group Sports editor of the Times group. Many contemporary journalists who cut their teeth under him spoke of his perfectionist streak and his abiding generosity of spirit. He was content with his lot and station in life. Despite his innate civility and meekness, he was never a groveling sycophant of power. He knew his place in the pecking order that matters.

    There was always something of the old Lagosian about the departed journalistic icon. Well born and well connected, he was refinement and good breeding personified. He always had about him a guarded politeness and sophisticated diffidence. To superiors and subordinates alike, he was ever courteous and unfailingly polite.

    Despite being an older kinsman, Snooper always admonished him not to use the Yoruba plural marker of respect when addressing him. But all this fell on deaf ears till the very end. His retort was that achievement and distinction have nothing to do with age. He treated one like a guru and cult figure.

    When Snooper last met him in late November at the wedding of our niece, he was his usual urbane, discreet and diffident self. He looked well and conducted himself with the usual grace and dignity. At a point, he slipped something into Snooper’s hand which looked like an exquisite cigar encased in a bullet like silver armour. He had said that it was to help yours sincerely and ease the pains of nocturnal elucubrations. It was only after it was opened that one discovered that it was an elegantly bottled perfume.

    A few months earlier, against all political sense and economic calculations, he had insisted that yours sincerely should be the chairman at his daughter’s wedding. Snooper obliged, and we had a swell and rousing time, particularly with some of those legendary Lagosian journalists of old who had all come to honour one of their own.

    As the late journalist was being lowered to mother earth penultimate Friday, Snooper could not but reflect on the futility and vanity of life. The comfort is that the unblemished nobility of his life will serve as an example for future generations. May his great and gracious soul rest in perfect peace. Goodnight, my dear brother.

  • ‘Goodnight … my backbone’

    ‘Goodnight … my backbone’

    The remains of the wife of Senator Ben Obi, Collete Ojirhomu, were laid to rest in Awka last Friday after a funeral service at the Old Tracas Stadium, Awka, Anambra State. NWANOSIKE ONU reports

    For Senator Ben Ndi Obi, it was hard to say good bye to his jewel of inestimable value – the late Mrs Collete Ojirhomu Obi.

    Mrs Obi, a former Nigerian Television Authority (NTA) member of staff member, died at 59.

    The funeral service, held at the Old Tracas Stadium, Awka, Anambra State, last Friday, turned out to be a political carnival of sort, with notable politicians from within and outside the state in attendance.

    The daily downpour in the past two weeks gave way to a clement weather, and even the vultures that used to gather around the stadium obeyed the instructions of the town crier.

    Besides politicians, there was a large presence of royal fathers.

    The politicians, especially the governorship aspirants in Anambra State, came in exotic cars while the women made fashion statements with their attires.

    The brown casket, coated with silver, conveying the remains of the late NTA ‘Iron Lady’, kept sympathisers on their toes, with everyone straining neck to catch a glimpse of it.

    The difference on that day was that there were no cultural displays, but the uniformed attires of many groups spoke volumes of whose funeral it was.

    Security operatives from the police, Civil Defence, Federal Road Safety Commission (FRSC), State Security Service (SSS) to the military were on hand to ward off any problem.

    The majestically dressed in-laws of the chief mourner, Senator Obi, from Jakpa, Uvwie Local Government Area, and those on his mother’s side from Itsekiri, Warri South Local Government Area, all in Delta State, added clour to the funeral. They held sympathisers and guests spell bound.

    Many believed that the deceased left an indelible mark in Awka kingdom given the large number of people who came to pay their last respects to the her.

    At the church service conducted by the Anglican Primate, Most Rev. Nicholas Okoh, he advised people to love one another the way Collete Obi did in her life time.

    He said people should not cry for the deceased; rather they should weep for themselves, as the society’s values have been eroded because of the quest for wealth.

    Rev. Okoh said: “People handle pains, agonies and disappointments in different ways; some take to drugs, yet without solution; some develop many relationships with opposite sex, among others, but only God can solve all our pains, sorrows, frustrations and agonies.

    “Let us bring the value of selflessness, but if we ignore it and continue going the way we are going, the sun will rise in the West against us. Let us weep for our country and seek complete reconciliation between us and God.”

    Others, who spoke after Rev. Okoh’s sermon, included Anambra State Governor Mr Peter Obi; Prince Arthur Ezeh and the deceased’s husband, Senator Obi.

    He narrated how his in-laws treated him when his mother, who came from the same area with his late wife, died some years ago.

    Obi said the difference between his late mother and his wife was that his wife’s wish was to be buried in Awka and not in Warri.

    He thanked everybody that took part in the funeral, especially, Prince Ezeh; the traditional ruler of Awka, Obi Gibson Nwosu; Senators; the President and his cabinet; Awka people and Governor Peter Obi, for standing beside him all through.

    Turning to the deceased, Obi said: “Collete, how do I go from here? It is unbelievable to fathom a life without you, after an existence that was creamed with your presence, my backbone and support.”

    The Coordinator, Transform Nigeria Movement (TNM), Obi Ochije, praised the late Mrs Obi. He described her as a hard worker and a woman with listening ears.

    Ochije prayed God to grant the Obi’s family the fortitude to bear the loss.

    For the Christian Association of Nigeria (CAN) President Pastor Ayo Oritsejafor, it is not how well people lived on earth, but how they lived their lives.

    Pastor Oritsejafor cited the lives of Aaron and Jesus who lived over 100 years and 33 years, adding that the truth is that Collete had gone but that God would continue to keep the family she left behind.

    The reception ground in the same venue was decorated by Unique Rental Services of Awka.

    The decoration was awesome. The arena was fully air conditioned and filled with people clicking glasses.

    Two local bands entertained the visitors.

    There were enough food and choice wines for all.

    Among the dignitaries were former Vice President Atiku Abubakar; former Ebonyi State Governor Sam Egwu; former Senate Presidents Ken Nnamani and Adolphus Wagbara; Senator Jim Nwobodo; Ambassador Bianca Ojukwu; Chief Philip Asiodu; Gen. Ike Nwachukwu (rtd); Chief Tom Ikimi; Alhaji Idi Farouk; Senator Azu Agboti; Senator Uche Chukwumerije; Mike Ajaegbo and wife Julie; Prof Ben Nwabueze (SAN); Chief Audu Ogbeh; wife of People’s Democratic Party (PDP) Board of Trustee Chairman Mrs. Josephine Anenih; Prince Arthur Ezeh and Dr George Obiozor.

    Also in attendance were Senator Hope Uzodinma; former Central Bank of Nigeria Governor Prof. Chukwuma Soludo; former Independent Electoral Commission (INEC) Chairman Prof Maurice Iwu; APGA Chairman Chief Victor Umeh; Alhaji Isiaku Ibrahim; Mr Bisi Olatilo; Southeast Traditional Council Chairman Eze Cletus Ilomuanya; Col Austine Akobundu; Prof Chinwe Obaje; Chief Clem Nwankwu; Chief Chidi Anyaegbu; Chief Tony Okam; Zik Obi; Igwe Chris Onyekwuluje; Amb Jerry Ugokwe; Most Rev Paul Udogu; Most Rev Emmanuel Chukwuma and Most Rev Christian Efobi, among others.