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  • Random musings…

    Random musings…

    In the past two weeks or so, President Bola Ahmed Tinubu has, in speech and action, shown Nigerians, at least those who have not completely lost hope in his administration,  something to cheer about. He is beginning to walk the talk of a man who is genuinely serious about changing the narrative that the country cannot continue to swallow the undisguised insults as the tragic capital of bad governance blessed with the highest gathering of incompetent leadership in the grip of power. For, if we must say the truth, the slow start by the Tinubu administration in the last ten months have raised deeper frustrating questions than soothing answers as regards its policy objectives. Of course, this is not helped by an economy that daily takes staple foods off the tables of the poor and the middle class. We do not need to regurgitate how it all started with the President’s declaration, shortly after taking the oath of office, that the hydra-headed monster called fuel subsidy, which is a euphemism for official larcenies and the callous rape of the national treasury at the highest level, would no longer exist. Commendable as the move was, it became obvious that not much had been put in place to ameliorate the projected spiraling effects of such a bold move.  And so, instead of getting plaudits for his first state policy directive, what Tinubu got and still continues to get is a harvest of critical umbrage. And that was not helped by the fact that every average family in the country is now left to devise a means of surviving the hard pummeling by an economy that seems to be in a haste to enter into a recession. It was one hell of a journey for a government whose trajectory into Aso Rock was without its history of bitter struggles with rival politicians baying for its blood while, in words and action, indicating that they who would stop at nothing to pull it down.

    Ten months on, can one say the Tinubu government is now getting its mojo?  Well, maybe the sparks that we are seeing in the last few weeks are pointers to what is to come. Maybe not. But one thing is clear, the narratives and optics are quite encouraging. We were here when the exchange rate was playing a yoyo game at the detriment of our currency and prices of items became unbearable for many. And we are also here now that the naira is regaining its strength and some form of monetary stability is being firmed up by the Central Bank of Nigeria. But then, the question remains: how would all these sparks impact positively on people’s lives? And that is where the ubiquitous slang called the Nigerian Factor comes in. When prices go up in Nigeria, history has taught us that they hardly come down when every economic indices point to the   fact that they should naturally reflect the global practice. That is why, for example, I find it curious that even the Nigerian National Petroleum Company Limited (NNPCL) didn’t waste time in debunking the rumour that it has reduced the prices of petroleum products following the impressive gains the naira has made against the dollar. Why did I find it shocking? It is simply because it doesn’t make any sense whatsoever that agencies of government that are expected to comply with simple economic flows are the ones lagging behind and thereby making it easy for those in the private sector to continue raping the populace in this unregulated mercantilist economy. It is for the same reason that the Nigeria Customs Service would refuse to comply with the CBN’s directive to adjust its charges for cargo clearance at the various ports in accordance with the prevailing exchange rate. Yet, the Customs was more than willing in its haste to increase the same charge some weeks ago. Like a friend of mine who is into the import and export business at the Tin Can Port in Lagos puts it, the impunity with which the NCS ignored the directives of the CBN should be a cause for concern for anyone who has the interest of the Tinubu administration at heart. He said: “The Nigeria Customs Service is still charging us N1405 to a dollar for cargo clearance on a day when the naira has strengthened to less than N1300. They were quick to increase the rates but slow in reducing it. The rate is even higher than that of the black market! When the rate was jumping, they were changing it every day on their site. Now the rate has dropped and, suddenly, they are not effective anymore.”

    Why are we always the architects of all the self-inflicted wounds in policy and politics? Do we even know the damage this attitude has on the image of the country and how it trickles down the socio-economic train? If these key agencies cannot adjust to simple stuffs like the ones enunciated above, where would the government have the moral fibre to wield the big stick on the private sector’s mercantilist draining the system? Do we even have an effective price regulatory system in place? It is rather unfortunate that both regulatory agencies and the appendages tend to sleep on their arms in moments of national emergencies. Let me ask, what exactly would the NNPCL have lost if it had adjusted the prices of its products to align with the exchange realities in the last week or so? Rather than inspire the public’s confidence, the statement issued by the oil oligarch and signed by its Chief Communications Officer, Mr. Olufemi Soneye, was verbose on sophistry and dry on pungent information dissemination aside the intensity with which it vehemently deny the rumour of downward price adjustments. The statement reads: “The Company asserts that these reports are false and urges Nigerians to disregard them entirely. NNPC Limited reaffirms its commitment to sustaining the current sufficiency in petroleum products supply across all its retail stations in the country.” As we normally ask in my hood, na dat one we dey talk? Do we then take it to heart that the NNPCL also subscribes wholeheartedly to the maxim out there that whatever goes up in prices in Nigeria hardly comes down? If an oil giant like the NNPCL can engage in a maradonic tactic to shirk this simple responsibility of pandering to the dictates of economic flexibility, where do we then turn to for a reassurance that things can surely turn better without us needing to flex some muscles in a bid to arm twist the government to walk its talk?

    Talking about good news coming from the Presidency, I cannot fail to notice that, in line with his promise to revamp the economy for the collective good, President Bola Ahmed Tinubu has raised two critical teams with a mandate to monitor and evaluate key economic policies of the government. On the surface, I had assumed that it was one of those needless efforts whereby jobs are just distributed to the boys as part of the largesse of political patronage. But a closer scrutiny shows that, with Tinubu chairing the 31-member Presidential Economic Coordination Council (PECC) and the Minister of Finance and Coordinating Minister of the Economy, Mr. Olawale Edun, heading the Economic Management Team Emergency Taskforce (EET), Nigerians may be in for a pleasant shocker. This could be indicative of the fact that, after months of peripheral gestures that had yielded little or nothing, Asiwaju Tinubu is now more than determined to sit his bum down and take a firm grip of the nation’s affairs. One can only hope that the President, as an active participant in such teams,  is fed with timely reports and accurate information on the progress of the economy. What this means is that rather than being told the pleasurable news that he would want to hear as feedback from his aides, the President should be told the crying truth about the harsh realities out there. For example, the optics may be encouraging signs to those in power. But, down the street, Nigerians are not laughing yet. The suffering still continues as those saddled with the responsibility of providing electricity do nothing other than dishing to the hapless citizens palates of darkness daily! Telling the President the absolute, uncomfortable truth with real data is the only way meaningful success can be recorded and the right adjustments can be carried out in affected areas. Already, the public’s eyes are on the two teams and, sooner rather than later, the activities of the members would be put under the searchlight.

    On a good note, let me also acknowledge the maturity and controlled calmness employed by the President in handling the murder of 17 officers of the Nigerian Army in Okuama, Delta State by yet-to-be arrested gun-toting thugs. Nothing could justify the beastly callousness with which these heroes were sent to their early graves and the leadership of the Army is justified in seeking revenge. It is the height of disrespect for anyone to turn the gun against the men and women who had sworn to sacrifice their lives to protect that of the citizens. Personally, I am shocked at the audacity and the brazenness exhibited by those criminals. Be that as it may, kudos must go to the President for avoiding a repeat of the Odi and Zaki Biam bloody massacre in Okuama and the other community in Ohoro forest where six police officers were allegedly ambushed and killed while six other officers remain missing as I write this.

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    Sometimes, you wonder how we regress to this level of bestiality where youth that should still be under the tutelage of village elders would be the ones barring arms and killing recklessly. Those living in these communities should thank their stars that a lot of a restraint has been employed by the authorities in handling this matter, despite the unmitigated provocation. That the security agencies affected had maintained discipline and toed the line of the law shouldn’t be taken for granted. The Army and the Police do have the capacity any day to get their own pound of flesh. But without the approval of the Commander-In-Chief in a democratic setting, what could they have done? It takes a lot of discipline to remain calm, cool and collected amid the provocation. The security agencies deserve all the honour and respect.

    It is an irony that, in the search for peace in the creeks of Delta State, our gallant officers ended up paying the supreme price in a most despicable manner. And, in spite of the rewards for gallantry as announced by the President and Commander-In-Chief on Wednesday during the heroic burial of the 17 slain solders, it should count for something that the President said the ultimate desire is to ensure that they get justice in accordance with the laws of the land and that the cowards, who perpetrated the act and are now hiding in the creeks, would be fished out to have their days in a court of competent jurisdiction. It is soothing that, aside the national honours bestowed on the fallen soldiers, their families left behind would benefit from the gifts of houses and scholarships to the children. As the nation mourns, we wait for the day when the killers of our brave and courageous officers would be officially sentenced to gnash their teeth in hades! When this is done, maybe the other repugnant irritants toying with the idea of wasting our officers would think twice before embarking on such foolish ventures. Well, that’s my wish anyway. May Nigeria succeed.

  • Random Hints

    Random Hints

    Painful like an own goal
    Disastrous like an ill appointed joke

    His sound was faster than his sense
    He fell from the tree of words

    Like fated cockroaches
    We die on our backs

    The baby on mother’s back
    Never knows the pain of distant treks

    The Elephant says its head is too big
    The crab rues the absence of its own

    “Hunger is killing me” is no alarm
    To be raised in a gentle whistle

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    Fickle like a politician
    Prodigal like a mindless lottery winner

    Those who underrate the fury of fire
    Will go back home with blistering fingers

    I have mastered the alphabet of your soul
    I can read you like a book

    Every pro-verb carries the burden of knowing
    Every pro-noun the naming of the act

    The tall never goes with short shadows
    Life’s burden calls for those with strong necks

    What will it mean
    To kill two stones with one bird?

  • RANDOM BLUES 516 (War Blues)

    Now that the cameras and crowds have left

    Time to think and tell the truth

     

    They lied their way to war

    And set the world on fire

    Haba, they lied their way to war

    And set the world on fire

    Like hogs fed on a hoax

    We grunted at their bloody desire

     

    Jane came back without a leg

    Eugene returned with a missing arm

    Say, Jane came back without a leg

    Eugene returned with a missing arm

    And pundits say war is just a game

    Completely shorn of its mortal harm

     

    Of the three children of Natasha

    Only the youngest made the homeward journey

    Alas, of the three children of Natasha

    Only the youngest made the homeward journey

    The hapless mother has lost her mind

    To some emergency patriots, she’s merely funny

     

    Bob and Billy strayed

    Straight into a lethal ambush

    Alas, Bob and Billy strayed

    Straight into a lethal ambush

    They cursed the man who proclaimed the war

    His name, we’re told, is simply Bush

     

    They author a war of blame

    And send our children to die

    Yes, they author a war of blame

    And send our children to die

    Their own they keep at home

    Protected by a clever lie

  • RANDOM BLUES 515 (Heartsong)

    Ditch the dirge, undo the gloom

    Let sweet songs perfume the night

    Baby, ditch the dirge, undo the gloom

    Let sweet songs perfume the night

    In this brief moment between our sighs

    Hold me tight, hold me right

     

    Let quiet chuckles unwind the hour

    Beyond the endless sadness of a sour state

    Say, let quiet chuckles unwind the hour

    Beyond the endless sadness of a sour state

    And the powerful barons of blindness

    Who infect our world with their bilious hate

     

     

    My hand in yours, yours in mine

    We give laughter back its long-forgotten name

    Yes, my hands in yours, yours in mine

    We give laughter back its long-forgotten name

    Old fires may rage, their ashes a lumpen heap

    They will forever envy the glow of our new flame

     

     

    Let us read the lips of the moon

    And dance to the rhythm of the rain

    Say, let us read the lips of the moon

    And dance to the rhythm of the rain

    We wrest some pleasure from the aching world

    And hazard a dream undaunted by pain

     

     

    Let’s borrow some honey from the house of the bee

    And pay it back with a sweet and sonorous song

    Say, let us borrow some honey from the house of the bee

    And pay it back with a sweet and sonorous song

    My hand in yours, yours in mine

    We swing and sweat all night long

  • RANDOM BLUES-4

    The world has raised its whip
    Where will it descend?
    Say, the world has raised its whip
    Where will it descend?
    Some look up in utter disgust
    While the others hiss and just pretend

    Will it fall on the beggar
    Who has no legs to call his own
    Asking, will it fall on the beggar
    Who has no legs to call his own?
    Or will it just land flat
    Like a symphony without a tone?

    Will it fall on the pauper
    Who struggles every minute for breath and bread
    Asking, will it fall on the pauper
    Struggling every minute for breath and bread?
    A mere little comma in the sentence of being
    Hanging to life by the thinnest thread

    OR Will it descend on the kings/queens
    Who polish their shoes with our sweat and blood
    Asking, will it descend on the kings/queens
    Who polish their shoes with our sweat and blood?
    The river which runs from our hearts to our minds
    Lies polluted by their savage flood

    Will it descend on them
    Who loot our treasury and suborn our vote
    Asking, will it descend on them
    Who loot our treasury, and suborn our vote
    Who drop us all on tempestuous seas
    To row and ruin in a leaking boat

  • RANDOM BLUES-3

    Brick by brick by brick

    We build the bridge to Perfect Freedom

    Yes, brick by brick by brick

    We build the bridge to Perfect Freedom

    The road which rules the street of life

    Is tense and tortuous, but never random

     

     

    Is it your fancy to flee your face

    Is it your scheme to escape your skin

    Asking, really your fancy to flee your face

    And your scheme to escape your skin?

    Some folks’ trust in their inner being

    Is pale and dangerously thin

     

     

    How many times have you tried

    To run away from your name

    Asking, how many times have you tried

    To run away from your name?

    The road to the house of deceit

    Is paved with phantom fame

     

     

    What happens to the salt

    Which forgets its taste

    Asking, what happens to the salt

    Which forgets its taste?

    The pursuit of life’s most expensive gem

    May get lost in a heedless haste

     

     

    Look very closely at the mirror

    And tell the world what you see

    Say, look very closely at the mirror

    And tell the world what you see

    Is it a goblin which leaves you bound

    Or an angel which forgives your error?

  • RANDOM BLUES-2

    If you do not tell your own story

    Someone else will tell it for you

    Yes, if you don’t tell your own story

    Someone else will tell it for you

    They will peddle lies on Memory’s street

    And swear what they say is divinely true

    The more they eat

    The more hungry they get

    Haba! The more they eat

    The more hungry they get

    The more uncertain the dice

    The blindly harder the bet

    We are not at war with peace

    We are only at peace with war

    We are not at war with peace

    We are only at peace with war

    Hedging, quibbling, dubious punning

    Will get us there, rude and raw

    Between what History says

    And what the Future portends

    Yes, between what History says

    And what the Future portends

    Let us show Memory’s tortuous path

    To him who says the Truth offends

    Shall we talk about those noontide dreams

    That have nightmared our sleep

    Asking, shall we talk about noontide dreams

    That have nightmared our sleep?

    The journey up our memory’s mountain

    Is long and perilously steep

  • My random thoughts…

    My random thoughts…

    I am sharing my thoughts in this article, not necessarily as the Governor of Lagos State but as a Nigerian; a Nigerian who wants to see progress and sustainable growth in our country.

    I have been lucky to be administering over a state that has been put on the right track by my two predecessors, Asiwaju Bola Ahmed Tinubu and Babatunde Raji Fashola (SAN). I do not think I have done anything special except to bring my own style of leadership, my own experience and my vision.

    Lagos, as it is, has not reached its peak but we can see signs of progress and positive transition to the Lagos of our dreams. What bothers me personally is that I do not see the same level of progress elsewhere in the country. I am not happy that most states in our country are not advancing like Lagos. It will be unfair of me to think that because Lagos is functioning, then I can go to bed and assume all is well. If only one man is prospering in a village, it is not progress. Rather that man is in danger.

    According to the statistics released by the United Nations, by 2050, Nigeria is projected to have the third largest population in the world, with two-thirds of the population today below the age of 35. What are we doing today about this? What are we planning to feed them with? How are we going to provide them with jobs, housing and infrastructure? How are we planning to make the country self-sufficient and self-reliant for the future?

    One of the key instruments to the permanent prosperity of Nigeria lies in the hands of the 109 Senators and 360 Representatives in the National Assembly. I just want to plead that we should be open-minded and forward-thinking; we should think about the teeming millions of youths, from Kano to Ibadan, Zungeru to Warri, Jalingo to Yobe, Umuahia to Calabar, and then back to Lagos; we must give serious consideration to what we intend to bequeath to them.

    In my opinion, the prosperity of this nation lies with the states. We need to get the states and Regions working again and the only way we can unleash the potential of the state is for our representatives at the National Assembly to help their own states take the next step and move to the next level. In the past, there used to be positive rivalry and competition among regions prior to the entrance of the military in the national governance. The military split the nation into states and moved all resource control to the centre for their own administrative convenience. Now that we have tasted democracy, I think it is time for us to sit back and think, for the sake of those who are older than us and for the sake of our children, and even those yet unborn.

    We need to raise our voice in support of the demand for devolution of power to states and fiscal federalism, especially the review of the current revenue sharing formula.  These, in my view, are fundamental and critical to creating an enabling environment that will accelerate development in all parts of the country. The ongoing process for the review of the 1999 Constitution presents a golden opportunity for us to redress all the aberrations created by the interjection of the military that have stunted growth and inhibited the capacity of states to harness the huge potentials of our nation.

    Even with the kind of resources we have in Lagos, it is very clear that there is huge infrastructural deficit in the state. In addition, the resources are not so huge as to make Lagos globally competitive and deliver the social infrastructure we all crave. So, where will the money to drive the Lagos of our dreams come from?

    The economy is not doing well as much as we want. I cannot tax the people any more than we are doing presently, but we have to become more efficient in tax collection because that is the major source of revenue with which we can protect the future as well as improve the welfare and well-being of all Lagosians.

    This takes me to the kind of reforms that we have embarked upon in the last two years. We made security a priority. Our goal has always been to deliver a clean, safe and prosperous Lagos. I want to use this platform to thank the private sector and the corporate Lagos who have been wonderful and have been silently supporting us in the provision of security equipment and infrastructure to our security agencies. Because of them we have been able to improve the performance of our security agencies but we will not take them for granted.

    On Cleaner Lagos Initiative. In the last two years, we have found out that Lagos generates one of the highest waste in the world. As at the last count, documented waste in Lagos is estimated at 13,000 tonnes per day; compared to New York which is 10,000 tonnes. Considering undocumented statistics, we can add an additional 4,000 tonnes per day to that figure.

    Now, if we want to be revolutionary; if we want to be globally competitive; if I want to deliver on the promise that I made to deliver a clean, safe, and prosperous Lagos, I cannot use the same template that has been in use in the past. Cleaning Lagos and keeping the environment clean has nothing to do with environmental sanitation and putting your economic productivity at a standstill for three (3) hours in a month. That will not clean Lagos.

    Cleaning Lagos means we should give Lagosians scientifically treated land fill site, transfer loading stations, functional dyno-bins, functional compactors, brand new materials and also be able to employ more people. That is why I extended my hand to the private sector for a partnership that will lead to the introduction of 500 brand new compactors, employ more than 27,000 street sweepers across the various wards in Lagos and create 200,000 indirect jobs. And we are commencing this in another few weeks.

    I fully appreciate the concerns of the people who have been cleaning Lagos in the years past. I do not take them for granted, neither am I going to ignore them. The new model is a win-win for all of us; I have offered them 100% income from the commercial enterprise so that our PSP can gain capacity and also get more capital to do more work. There are over 5,000 companies in Lagos, enough to go around all the PSP operators, with a minimum of 15 companies to each PSP. The government can support them to make their contract with those companies bankable.

    So, while we are using the Cleaner Lagos Initiative to clean private residences and domestic refuse, our original PSP operators are compensated by dealing with companies and getting 100% revenues with just 1% administrative charges to LAWMA. In the past, LAWMA collects 40% in charges. This reform is a product of deep thoughts and serious human considerations for the environment and all stakeholders. We promise Lagosians that effective from October; within six months they will see the difference. All they need to do to help us achieve this goal is to cooperate with the government and pay the annual public utility levy in accordance with the law. This is what will fund the project. Our bins will be cleared systematically on a daily basis. The same way the way the refuse on Adeola Odeku is cleared is the same way refuse in Badagry, Ayobo, Agege and other parts of Lagos will be cleared.

    In the transport sector, we have decided that to integrate our rail, road and water transportation systems. It will take time and but I believe in the philosophy of Think It, Plan It and then Act It. Sometimes, people can be impatient and say we are not responsive, but the issue is that when you run a government, you cannot run a reactionary government. We are running a responsive government which is one of the tenets of good governance. We must and are expected to think through all our policies properly and to the end before planning and executing. The difference between the thinking time, planning time, the execution time and the action time demanded by the populace is what makes people cry out.

    There are a lot of things coming up under the bus reforms initiative. We are introducing new bus terminals; there are already new terminals at Tafawa Balewa Square and in Ikeja. We are constructing more; Yaba, Oyingbo, Mile 2, Ojodu Berger, Ogba and Agege. All these things will be in place before our new buses come in February 2018.

    We are doing a lot on water transportation also. We want to make sure that everyone is able to move from one place to another.

    Like the transport sector, we are doing new things in the health sector. We do not have enough General and Specialist hospitals. From Lekki to Epe there is no General hospital along that axis and we need to do something about it. More Specialist hospitals are coming up but the government cannot do it alone. My take is that the private sector needs to come on board. The private sector is at the front burner of what we are doing and we have a management team made up of experts from the private sector. We welcome ideas and projects that can bring value to the majority of Lagosians. We believe strongly that value is driven by the impact on humanity and that is what all our story is all about.

    We love the criticism that Lagos is the second least livable city. It is a challenge to us and we are working on it, but people forget that the major considerations for this classification are terrorism and crime which I believe we do not have in Lagos. I am passionate about Lagos. I do not compare myself (Lagos) with Melbourne. What is important is that we are making some giant strides, positively affecting the lives of our people and even receiving accolades for the little things we have done. There is still a lot more to come and in another one year, I believe that people will see that Lagos has taken proper shape. I am a good listener and I appreciate objective criticism. I read and listen even though I often do not respond.

    Lagos is the most thriving Cosmopolitan city right now in Sub-Saharan Africa. Our goal is to expand capital expenditure such that in another two to three years, Lagos state will become the third largest economy in Africa.

    These are just some of my random thoughts…

    •Mr. Ambode is the Lagos State governor.

  • RANDOM BLUES (A Song Called Hope)

    Hope never dwindles

    Into the doldrums of songless times

    Say, Hope never dwindles

    Into the doldrums of songless times

    Sometimes patient like silent dust

    Then clamorous like a bell that forever chimes

     

    It stirs the fruits between the leaves

    Even when the wind is low and pensively limp

    Yes, it stirs the fruits between the leaves

    Even when the wind is low and pensively limp

    Whatever alapandede misses on the roof

    May be found quietly stirring in the eaves

     

    There is so much more to the house

    Than the open drama of its door

    Say, there is so much more to the house

    Than the open drama of its door

    A slumber frustrated on the golden bed

    May find ready comfort on the plebeian floor

     

    The porridge of a hundred years

    May still burn the itchy finger

    Hear? The porridge of a hundred years

    May still burn the itchy finger

    A gathering of rippling songs swells

    Behind the throat of the timid singer

     

    Hope never breaks like ill-wrought iron

    Made, as it is, of the tough and tender Song

    Say, Hope never breaks like ill-wrought iron

    Made, as it is, of the tough and tender Song

    From seasons which wane like the mournful moon

    It springs into view, slow and strong

  • RANDOM BLUES

    Hunger walks the streets

    With a retinue of naked ribs

    Agbaga!, Hunger walks the streets

    With a retinue of naked ribs

    Behind him a legion of tax-gatherers

    Bearing bleeding curses and flaying whips

     

    Yam’s new name is “Mafowokanmi”*

    Bread has raced past the labourer’s reach

    Yes, yam’s new name is “Mafowokami”

    While bread has sprinted past the labourer’s reach

    There is no written law in this land

    That desperate Want can never breach

     

    Rumbling stomachs, dizzy motions

    Sleepless eyes at war with the clock

    Say, rumbling stomachs, dizzy motions

    Sleepless eyes at war with the clock

    Kwashiorkor children parade the roads

    In a land beyond shame, immune to shock

     

    A desperate mother gives up

    Her baby for a bag of rice

    Eewo**!, desperate mother gives up

    Her baby for a bag of rice

    Her only iro*** flutters in the wind

    Held together by a league of lice

     

    In this land of blind and soulless rulers

    Hunger walks the streets, a cold, oblivious Emperor

    Say, in this land of blind and soulless rulers

    Hunger walks the streets, a cold, oblivious Emperor

    To the few who have, this is a rich, caring nation

    To the many so deprived, it is nothing short of a gigantic error

     

    *Touch-me-not

    ** wrapper won by women

    *** Abomination