Tag: Tunde Akanni

  • Who’s Afraid of Madam Governor?

    Who’s Afraid of Madam Governor?

    The question is no longer whether Nigerian women are interested in power. The more honest question is whether Nigeria’s political architecture is genuinely prepared for women to exercise power without apology, patronage, or pity. The renewed campaign for increased women’s seats in the legislature has once again exposed the fault lines in our democratic imagination.

    Obviously on account of its strong appeal, many citizens across gender divides freely support the idea. Some others, on the other hand, including some women, dismiss it as defeatist likening it to a charity-driven shortcut that undermines merit. Yet, beneath this argument lies a deeper fear: the discomfort with women not just participating in politics, but leading it.

    Nigeria’s politics, noisy and competitive as it is, remains robustly masculine. From party structures to campaign financing, from godfatherism to violent primaries, politics is designed as a system that rewards brute endurance rather than broad-based inclusion. In such a terrain, women are routinely advised to “work harder,” “wait longer,” or “learn the ropes,” even when the ropes themselves are deliberately knotted against them. The agitation for reserved seats or affirmative quotas must therefore be understood not as a plea for pity, but as a strategic intervention in a structurally skewed system.

    Critics of the campaign argue that conceding seats to women amounts to lowering the bar. They insist that politics should remain a free contest where only the strongest survive. But this argument conveniently ignores the fact that the contest has never been free. It ignores the historical disadvantages women face in access to funding, party tickets, political networks, and even physical safety. To demand “equal competition” in an unequal field is not principled neutrality. Rather, it presents moral indifference disguised as fairness.

    Globally, affirmative action has never been about replacing merit with mediocrity. Rather, it is about widening the gate so that merit, long suppressed by structural exclusion, can finally walk in. The Sustainable Development Goals (SDGs), which Nigeria endorsed with fanfare, are anchored on a simple but powerful philosophy: leave no one behind. Political parties that mouth this slogan in development conferences but ignore it in their internal power-sharing arrangements are guilty of selective idealism. If parties are sincere about inclusive growth and governance, then propping up more women should not be an afterthought; it should be a core democratic obligation.

    Women, however, must also recognise that no liberation is handed down ready made.

    Beyond advocacy, there is a compelling need for collectivisation. Nigerian women constitute a very significant percentage of the population, yet this numerical strength rarely translates into coordinated political muscle. Too often, women’s political engagement is fragmented by party loyalties, ethnic considerations, and elite patronage. The challenge before women is to build cross-party, cross-regional solidarities that can sway progressives and pragmatists alike—not with emotional appeals alone, but with disciplined organisation and ideological clarity.

    The recent political journey of Senator Aisha “Binani” Dahiru in Adamawa State offers both inspiration and caution. Her near-emergence as Nigeria’s first elected female governor was a moment of collective pride for many women. Yet, the confusion, controversy, and ultimate frustration that followed her candidacy also exposed the perils of weak political anchorage.

    Critics argue that her alignment with powerful but controversial political figures, including Atiku Abubakar, burdened by the infallible stamp of corruption by his own former boss, President Obasanjo, easily diminished here rating. Atiku is also notorious for frequent party switching, thus blurring   her ideological compass and deepened uncertainty around her political project. Whether one agrees with these criticisms or not, the lesson is clear: women’s political advancement cannot rest solely on proximity to imagined male political titans whose interests may not align with long-term feminist or democratic goals.

    This is why patience and political tutelage matter. Power is not only seized; it is also learned. Women aspiring to executive leadership must demonstrate readiness to understudy political colossi endowed with uncommon wits, strategic depth, and ideological consistency. Leadership, after all, is not a spontaneous performance; it is a cultivated craft.

    As I once argued, enduring professionalism including political longevity and effectiveness are products of mentorship, intellectual discipline, and moral clarity. Women should not be ashamed to learn; neither should they be content with perpetual apprenticeship.

    The international landscape offers both cautionary and encouraging examples. In the United States, Vice President Kamala Harris came close to history. Her journey to the threshold of the presidency underscores both the possibilities and the limits of representation within entrenched political systems. That she did not emerge president does not diminish her achievement; it highlights the persistence required to crack the highest glass ceilings.

    Before Harris however, Ellen Johnson Sirleaf defied sceptics to become Liberia’s president, steering her country through post-conflict recovery and earning global respect. Her story remains a powerful rebuke to those who ask, often with thinly veiled cynicism, whether African women can lead nations.

    So, who says Nigerian women cannot become governors—and ultimately president? Certainly not history. Certainly not logic. And certainly not competence. What stands in the way is not capacity, but courage: the courage of parties to institutionalise inclusion, the courage of men to relinquish monopolies of power, and the courage of women to insist on space without apology.

    Reserved legislative seats, therefore, should be seen as transitional instruments, not permanent crutches. Their purpose is to normalise women’s presence in power, to break the myth that leadership is inherently male, and to create role models that can inspire younger generations. Once the terrain becomes less hostile and more inclusive, such measures may no longer be necessary. But to reject them now, in the name of abstract meritocracy, is to perpetuate a system that has already failed too many.

    Ultimately, democracy thrives not when everyone competes under the same illusion of fairness, but when institutions consciously correct historical imbalances. A Nigeria that is afraid of a Madam Governor is a Nigeria afraid of its own potential. The campaign for increased women’s seats is not about charity.  It is indeed about justice, strategy, and the unfinished business of nation-building.

    The real question, then, is not whether women are ready for power. It is whether Nigeria is ready to stop pretending that exclusion is excellence. In line  with the thesis of SDGs, for Nigeria, now is the time to  start building a democracy that truly leaves no one behind.

    Professor Tunde Akanni teaches Journalism at the Lagos State University.

  • One Week, Multiple Reunions

    One Week, Multiple Reunions

    It was one of those rare weeks that seemed to sprint past like a 100-metre dash yet managed to etch memories as indelible as carved stone. In just seven days, my calendar brimmed with nostalgia, honour, camaraderie, and renewed bonds—threaded through three distinct alumni encounters that spanned cities, professions, and decades of shared history.

    In a seeming echo of “charity begins at home”, the week began in the tranquil town of Ede, Osun State, where the 1976–1981 cohort of Ede Muslim Grammar School had planned what I thought would be a modest get-together. It turned out to be far more. It ended as an effusive special reception in my honour to celebrate my recent elevation to professorship. The venue, Dignity Hotel, lived up to its name, dressed in understated elegance, and buzzing with anticipation.

    Old girls and boys of my set streamed in, each bringing with them a piece of our shared youth. Among the earliest arrivals was the ever-first Elejigbo, Fatai Oyeyemi, accompanied by his gracious wife. Soon after came Haji Kazeem Mustapha, whose laughter could still fill a stadium, and Suebat Adenle, our indefatigable cohort secretary whose organisational flair remains undimmed. Alhaji Kayode Adetunji arrived with a warmth that instantly took us back to our school corridors, followed by Alhaji Isiaka Yusuf, better known as Ebedi,   The General Manager of Osun State Ambulance Services, Dr Olapade Mukaila also joined, alongside several other well-meaning colleagues who had travelled from their respective current locations.

    The air was rich with the aroma of sumptuous delicacies, and pastries that got gulped as quickly as they were served. Drinks flowed freely, loosening tongues and lubricating memories. Soon, the room erupted into the familiar banter of old classmates: mischievous tales of school escapades, long-forgotten nicknames, and legendary incidents retold with dramatic flourishes. Laughter blared ceaselessly, echoing long after the sun had surrendered to night. By the time the evening wound down, I felt not just celebrated, but anchored in a community that had shaped my earliest ambitions.

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     I unpacked from Ede and right on Monday, August 11, 2025, entered the second phase of my reunion week. This time, I joined my former UNILORIN folks, drawn from different sets though. The venue was the command post of none other than Dr Kayode Opeifa, Managing Director of the Nigerian Railway Corporation, NRC. As with Governor Adeleke at Ede Muslim Grammar School, Opeifa and I graduated the same year from Unilorin. Time to hum the Yoruba folk song of “ori’re kon’re mi…’ for Kay as he was fondly hailed at Ilorin.  Dr Opeifa was recently honoured as a distinguished alumnus of our “Better by Far” University of Ilorin.

     The Lagos Branch of the Alumni Association, seizing the moment, arrived with a life-size congratulatory banner that stood like a sentinel in the room. As leader of the delegation, Engineer Isiwat Lawal from the Lagos State Ministry of Works announced our mission: to rally support for the national body’s plan to commemorate the university’s 50th anniversary in a manner worthy of its legacy.

    Opeifa’s reaction was most prompt and pleasant. He instantly declared his full support for the anniversary plans and promised to marshal every resource within his reach. Wasting no time, he summoned all Unilorin alumni within reach at NRC, including Dr Toheeb Quadri, to join the courtesy moment. He urged them to be part of what he described as “a glorious proposal for a once-in-a-lifetime celebration.” In that moment, the past and future of our alma mater  fused manifesting pride and purpose.

    Running almost parallel to my Ede reception was the third phase of my reunion series.  It was the National Elective Conference of The Companion, held from Friday, August 8 to Sunday, August 10, 2025, at the Peace Hotel in Ilorin, Kwara State. The Companion is not just any association. It is the post-university family of those who once belonged to the Muslim Students Society of Nigeria (MSSN) during their tertiary education years.  It is one family of professionals and business people bound by faith, ethics, and service.

    This year’s conference drew an impressive roster of dignitaries. Royal fathers graced the opening: the Olupo of Ajase-Ipo, Oba Ismail Yahaya Alebiosu, and the Aala of Ilala, Oba Abdulfatai Oladega Talabi. The keynote address was delivered by Dr Sulayman Ibrahim, a transnationally seasoned IT expert, while the principal goodwill message came from Professor Yusuf Olaolu Ali, SAN, Principal of Ghalib Law Firm.

    Themed “Thriving Amidst Adversity: Strategies for Survival in Nigeria’s Challenging Economy,” the conference became a melting pot of ideas, reflections, and pragmatic counsel. From calls for attitudinal change and anti-corruption discipline to appeals for government support of MSMEs, the resolutions covered a broad spectrum of national concerns. Youth development was a recurring refrain: participants urged young Nigerians to embrace creativity, diligence, and entrepreneurship as shields against the harsh economy.

    For me, the conference carried personal significance. At its close, I was entrusted with the role of Public Affairs Director in the new National Executive Council, led by the newly elected National Amir, Imam Nojeem Jimoh, a retired oil and gas executive whose calm authority inspires confidence. It was an honour steeped in responsibility, aligning with The Companion’s sustained mission to combine professional excellence with service to humanity.

    The communiqué issued at the end reflected both the seriousness of the deliberations and the optimism that fuels the group’s work. From ratifying a nine-member Board of Trustees for The Companion Zakat and Zadaqah Foundation to granting autonomy to its youth wing, The Dawn, the conference underscored the association’s commitment to renewal and impact.

    By the week’s end, I found myself mulling over a simple truth: reunions are far more than social niceties. They are living proof that time may separate us geographically, but shared experiences—whether forged in school classrooms, university lecture halls, or faith-based fellowships—remain potent connectors. Each event that week, in its own way, was a bridge between past and present, carrying both the laughter of youthful adventures and the gravitas of present responsibilities.

    At Ede, it was the intimacy of childhood bonds and the joy of seeing how far each had come. In Lagos, it was the strategic alignment of alumni energy towards a shared institutional milestone. In Ilorin, it was the reaffirmation of purpose, rooted in faith and amplified by professional diversity.

    Of course, these gatherings also had their lighter side. In Ede, the jokes about who had aged most gracefully and who hadn’t never quite ended. At NRC headquarters, the playful ribbing about radical and rascally students’ leadrers drew chuckles even from the MD.

    But beneath the laughter was something enduring: the quiet acknowledgement that these connections—whether to classmates, alumni peers, or faith companions—are invaluable threads in the fabric of our lives. They remind us of where we began, they enrich our present, and they can, if nurtured, shape a better collective future.

    As I returned to my desk after the somewhat colourful week, my mind was still warmed by the camaraderie, my spirit buoyed by the celebrations, and my sense of duty sharpened by the responsibilities newly entrusted to me. Fleeting though it was, that week of reunions has left me convinced that while honours and titles may fade with time, the bonds we build and the communities we serve endure far longer

    Akanni is a professor of Journalism and Development Communications at LASU, Nigeria.

  • Salute to scholars from street June 12

    Salute to scholars from street June 12

    By Tunde Akanni

    Three decades on, what else can a two-star, if you like, a two-scar champion of Nigeria’s renowned June 12 presidential election do as a patriot who has elected to stay put in Nigeria other than uphold the cause infinitely? 

    Yours sincerely lost a thriving journalism career to June 12 following the proscription of Concord Press and therefore on Abacha hangs my unpaid gratuity till date. Short of flying from frying pan to fire, subsequently I joined the nation’s premier civil rights group, Civil Liberties Organisation, CLO, keeping me almost permanently on the precipice of jail. But for the courage of the judicial officer who presided over my sedition (?) case to stand for justice, what would my story have been? 

    As I therefore engage virtually together with fellow Nigerian scholars in the discourse focusing on the all-pervading nature of corruption in Nigeria today in commemoration of the June 12 anniversary, I suddenly get a sense of resuming an unfinished business. In any case, every research work, my current turf, is often open ended such that the concluded work may even signal suggested future direction. 

    Back in 2018, the Kano based, Dr YZ Yau-led Centre for Information Technology and Development, CITAD, supported by Mac Arthur Foundation needed a scholar-activist as a consulting Technical Advisor for a two-year an anti-corruption consortium project. The lot fell on me. Prior to this, together with Dr Yau, I was a consultant to a similar anti-corruption initiative of DFID called Coalitions for Change, C4C.  

    After the initial two years on the CITAD-MacArthur project, I was encouraged to conceptualise a project within that same thematic frame of anti-corruption and I came up with the Campaign Against Corruption on Campus, CACOCA, the very first of its type focusing only on campus corruption matters.

    As a form of service to my primary professional community, I ran the project with utmost passion assisted by my three folks namely, Mutair Wahab Akinbayo, Dr Monsurat Ayegusi and Badirat Hassan. The project, through research, uncovered a dense rot of corruption which , tragically,you could encounter on any of our campuses even as we established that it was only reflective of the larger Nigerian society. 

    Nigerian politicians in and out of government have thrown caution to the winds and have therefore infected the campuses. Undaunted, CACOCA bought up air time on LASU Radio for its dedicated programme called “Towards Transparency”. That programme featured anti-corruption news bulletin routinely and got diverse campus opinion leaders to dissect prevailing issues of corruption with solutionist approach. 

    To guarantee seminality for the campaign we uploaded editions of our broadcasts on to Spotify. CACOCA broadcasts became so inspiring it attracted invitations to me for speaking engagements on anti-corruption as far as far as Jamaica! It is however so sad that corruption has turned out to be terribly intractable for us. 

    It’s however fulfilling that the “never give up” bug is catching up with at least, as many scholars possible, leading to Democracy Day Discourse organized by the Committee on National Issues, Development and Advocacy, C-NIDA, of the Muslim Lecturers Association, MLA.

    Like the hawks that they really are, same set of politicians who had shared beds with the soldiers in plundering our commonwealth while the military era lasted till 1999, have since mustered enough energy to regroup. Not only have they been having a field day across all the three major tiers of power in Nigeria, they have equally, masterfully, seized all domineering vents for information. 

    They’re also the ones with ample resources to roll out fat volumes with perspectives sympathetic to their biases. The worst of such, most recently, was the one conjured by Babangida, who annulled June 12.

    Surviving foot soldiers in the vanguard of the struggle obviously weary, receded to the back scene thankful that they managed to witness the seemingly emerging light beyond the tunnel afterall. Without any facilitator still badly needed for due memorialization of the struggle, each has kept to their tent, left to re-strategise individually. 

    But old soldier no dey die. Like me, more young, foot soldiers of past decades of the struggle era have not only grown but matured and ready to raise questions again on the conduct of the polity with a view to scientifically charting further way forward. Former editor of CLO’s Liberty Magazine and coordinator of the Journalists Outreach for Human Rights, JOHR, Ismail Ibraheem, has found his own voice again, and now interestingly as a towering scholar, a professor.

    In his recent inaugural lecture titled Casino Journalism and End of History, Ibraheem, now an established journalism scholar and a professor of at the University of Lagos spoke before a distinguished audience at the J. F. Ade-Ajayi Auditorium, including academics from varied disciplines. 

    He chose the provocative title to frame a critique of the contemporary Nigerian media landscape resultant from the information vents practically seized by the conscienceless politicians.

    He coined the term “casino journalism” to describe a system where sensationalism, entertainment, and profit drive reporting—prioritizing clicks and ratings over accuracy and depth. The defining traits include, randomness and spectacle over robust investigation; “brownenvelope” influence—accepting gratuities—from elites and ad vertisers. According to Professor Ibraheem, all these amount to gambling-like attitude: short-term wins replacing long-term credibility.

    Prof. Ibraheem argues this model treats journalism as a dice roll—one never knows what sensational bait might yield the next burst of clicks. Rationalising the “End of History” consequence

    Professor Ibraheem pairs casino journalism with the concept of “the End of History.” 

    Journalistic narratives lose historical continuity, context, and reflection. Instead of shaping civic memory, the media perpetuates “media amnesia,” hastily moving from one sensational headline to the next. He went further to highlight several Nigerian scandals where historical or contextual depth was stripped:

    He recalled how the Civil Liberties Organisation, ironically, deployed sensational tactics in its coverage of the Abacha 2 Million Man March. These examples underscore how critical media watchdog functions are undermined by infotainment practices to which corrupt governance has diverted the media in Nigeria.

    On the whole, Prof. Ibraheem’s emphasizes the need to curb sensationalism and preserve context, otherwise Nigerian journalism may gamble away its role, and along with it, our collective understanding of history and democracy.

    Being based in the United States for some two decades has not been enough to distract Omolade Adunbi as well. Lade as we used to call him was the project officer in charge of human rights education project at CLO. Unlike Professor Ibraheem who was British trained, Lade trained at the prestigious Yale University as an anthropologist and now a professor of anthropology at the University of Michigan. 

    A relentless researcher, Professor Adunbi, among others, has published two major, award winning books in which he attempts a critical reappraisal of governance in relation to resource management in Nigeria. 

    The first, published by Indiana University in 2015, is titled Oil Wealth and Insurgency in Nigeria. Obviously deriving from Omolade’s trajectory as an activist, this book illustrates how NGOs, militant groups, and local social movements deploy ancestral land and resource rights to challenge both state authority and multinational oil corporations. 

    These actors marshall powerful symbols to justify disruptive actions — from protests to armed rebellion. Adunbi emphasizes that oil wealth reshapes people–environment relations. Communities reorient their livelihoods to pursue oil rents, triggering new forms of governance, solidarity, and exclusion.

    In Enclaves of Exception, Adunbi builds on his earlier work by investigating newly expanding domains of extraction: free trade zones and artisanal oil refineries. 

    By comparing SEZs and artisanal refineries, he identifies both overlap and divergence. Though development narratives cast SEZs as harbingers of growth and modernization, Adunbi shows they mirror the environmental degradation wrought by illegal refineries. Both systems lead to pollution, damage to water systems, threats to public health, and displacement of traditional livelihoods.

    The book thus interrogates the relationship between global capital and local resource claims. It reveals how communities — whether operating inside formal SEZs or informal outfits — participate in and are shaped by extractive regimes. The “enclaves of exception” he identifies are sites where legal, environmental, and social norms are deliberately suspended for economic gain.

    Most significantly, these works point to the paradox of oil: wealth that empowers but also dispossesses, that brings jobs but also conflict, reconfirming the long held thesis of resource curse.

    CLO was a most fertile nursery bed for many of the leading lights of the the June 12 struggle who were mere project officers then. It is pretty gratifying to acknowledge that a few intellectual oaks have since sprouted and have voluntarily sustained the campaign for progressivism whether or not the acclaimed renewal agenda government believes in the need for proper memorialization of June 12.

    Tunde Akanni, Professor of Journalism and Development Communications at LASU, Nigeria, was Head of Campaigns of CLO between 1994 and 1998. You can reach him on X @AkintundeAkanni

  • Daniels at judgement for me by Tunde Akanni

    Daniels at judgement for me by Tunde Akanni

    ‘Mo ti gba leta ayo…’

    Date was August 27, 2024. On the verge of the completion of the examinations of the immediate past set of the final year students in the indomitable Faculty of Communication and Media Studies.

    FCMS, of LASU, I got a bumper harvest. It was the maturation of some ripe, two year old seeds I had cultivated with students who were members of my Feature Writing class. I’ve had the honour of teaching or co- teaching that course as lead tutor for ten continuous years or more, without break, till date.

    At the commencement of classes for every set, I have always diffused the otherwise formal atmosphere of the classroom. This is by asking them to always ensure that writing feature articles may require resetting their mood to one similar to that suitable for writing love letters: your reader must find you irresistible; indeed must read and possibly re-read you on account of the good flow of the prose.   

    But the concept of love letter is some fantasy for Gen Zs. Following the disruptive impact of the social media therefore, I lament, year after year, that this new generation of students are missing a lot. I often recall for them how enthralling love letters of the years past used to be. It amuses them endlessly but remains sheer imaginations. Some of them have, however, demonstrated good writing skills as the course progressed, genuinely aspiring to reach good heights in communication of events, issues, emotions and images. 

    Daniel Nworie happened to be one of such students in the 2024 set. He crowned it all with what I consider his obviously judgmental, love letter to me. Indeed, love letter of the year 2024. Read on:

    Good morning to you, Prof. 

    I just want to use this moment to express my sincerest gratitude to you for the fatherly role you’ve played in my life these past years.

    As I prepare to take my last paper as an undergraduate this morning, I feel a lot of things, but in the midst of these contrasting emotions, my mind is so clear about a few, and one of them is my gratefulness to God for making me meet you, Prof. You may not understand the role you have played in my life, but I know where I am coming from and the clarity that simply observing the simplicity and manner with which you do things has given me.

    When I stepped into this school, I hoped to the heavens that I will do all I can to learn the ropes of Journalism, and explore as much as I can, but few weeks into school, I was awashed with the narrative that Journalists are poor people and don’t amount to something tangible in life. It broke me. I was advised to learn something else and not waste my time writing. 

    But when I met you, and with my initial interactions with you in the course of my level’s magazine production, I renewed my commitment to pursuing the dreams that brought me to school. The confusion and lack of clarity that reigned over me for two years was decimated. I observed the passion with which you did your duty and the palpable results that followed it, and I was convinced that indeed, passion, diligence, simplicity and trust in God are the ingredients for true success. I am now renewed and determined to pursue my dreams with such tenacity as I have seen from you.

    Today, as I prepare to bow out from school, I have no idea what my next phase will look like, as it is all in God’s hands, but I will launch into this phase, whatever it is, with tenets that I have gleaned from you, sir.  You inspire me in many ways, and I am grateful for the opportunity to know you. I am grateful for the gift of access you have given me, and I do not take it for granted at all. 

    Today, as I gear up to leave the four walls of this citadel, I promise to make you a proud father, and I won’t stop telling all that cares to hear, the important role you play in my life, and what a wonderful person you are. 

    Thank you so much once more sir, and God bless you real good.

    Such was the extent to which I cherished this extraordinary note that I felt compelled to share it on my Facebook page, January 1, 2025. The reception that welcomed it from my friends and relations was overwhelming. Thus began a harvest of love and books. Whopping 10 interesting volumes for my Dan.

    Distinguished Senator Babafemi Ojudu blazed the trail. Obviously impressed by the message of the very appreciative Dan, as I fondly hail my guy, Ojudu modestly reached out to for Daniel’s telephone number. The senator later invited Daniel over and cheerfully handed out two copies of his newly published best seller, the 303-page Adventures of a Guerilla Journalist. One copy for Dan and the other for me. 

    I had known the renowned journalist and foremost pro-democracy campaigner as a colleague since my years at Concord Press where we were both reporters. Ojudu was on the staff of African Concord weekly magazine while I wrote for the daily, National Concord. No sooner had I reported Ojudu’s benevolence on Facebook than Lekan Otufodurin announced another kind gesture for Dan. 

    A self-motivated journalism veteran, he’s the executive director of a frontline media development not-for-profit called Media Career Development Network, MCDN, a darling of many young journos across all genres. Otufodunrin gifted Dan six different titles including his latest publication, Our Punch Years, which has been relentlessly applauded since it was released. A groundbreaker of some sort, it has turned out to be the first publication ever jointly put together by the alumni of any newspaper company in Nigeria. 

    Next in line was the witty founder and chief executive of Medialogistix, Mr Dotun Adekanmbi. Adekanbi, the author of the biography of the legendary advertising czar, Chief Biodun Shobanjo. 

    “I feel we should do all that’s humanly possible to encourage ambitious and promising young folks like Daniel. There are too many distractions for their generation, so the few ones we manage to spot for great future, let’s nurture them together” Mr. Adekanmbi told me on phone before setting out to personally come and drop biographies he had crafted on three distinguished Nigerians namely, Dr Christie Toby, wife of former Deputy Governor of Rivers State; Akogun Lanre Adesuyi and Joseph Ayoade Ogunsina.

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    Sunday January 26, 2025, all the way from Abuja came Ismail Omipidan, former Chief Press Secretary to Governor Oyetola of Osun State. My colleague and darling brother in law, brought Daniel and me a copy each of his newly published autobiography, Persona Non Grata, a most sizzling and daring documentation of Omipidan’s professional life. It presents a compelling read. 

    Like Daniel, like Itunnu Kareem, indeed way back 2018. A self-motivated student of Political Science, he had only come to our faculty to take Feature Writing. Itunnu did for me a full length tribute on September 27, 2018, titled: A Cosmos on its Own…for Dr Tunde Akanni. I felt exceedingly flattered, but hear my Itunnu: “Why do I choose the word cosmos? Might it not be too big to eulogise a man? But nothing is too big to use for your role model…” He continues: “If many others are like him, then I already foresee an era of new world beaters. That when the current legends fade away, with time as all shall someday do, the rising suns in us shall stand tall at the table of knowledge and instill that which we have inherited from men such as this…” Itunnu had soothing words for me again following my appointment as Acting Head of Journalism Department of Journalism in 2021: “I met a father and a role model… he is now climbing the ladder that befits men like him… it’s long overdue”

    Today, Dan and I now have a set of common benefactors and friends. Who knows if ours will ultimately blossom to the level of that of Strunk and White, teacher and student authors of the legendary, Element of Style, often recommended for most undergraduates of communication studies?

    Happily, the Daniels’ judgement on me finally got the official endorsement of the LASU authorities for me to ascend the globally recognised highest academic pedestal. My full professorship is now official, alhamdulilah kathiirah.

    Tunde Akanni, PhD, member, Board of Directors of the Centre for Journalism Innovation and Development, CJID; member, International Board of Advisors of Dubawa; pioneer Director of the Digital Media Research Centre, DMRC, LASU; Director, Centre for Social Media Research, Lagos, is a Professor of Journalism and Development Communication at the Lagos State University. Follow him on X:@AkintundeAkanni

  • MY lovely two-of-a-kind teachers, by Tunde Akanni

    MY lovely two-of-a-kind teachers, by Tunde Akanni

    When destiny brought him to Ede, then in old Oyo state, little did he realise he had come to cultivate and seal a most enduring bond with fate encompassing the totality of his life through family and career. Young David had a most inviting sartorial taste that students found awesome.

    His slim-fit shirts always sat on his pretty frame with utmost convenience. David ensured his matching shirt and trousers combined well with his stiletto shoes of the era.

    His marches from one edge of the blackboard to the other radiated authority filled with fashion. To what else would you appropriate your attention when you had a captain in front of you with the capacity to fly you around the world in 40 minutes? How?

    Unmistakably urbane and feminine voice-bearing David Oladeji came to Ede Muslim Grammar School to teach Geography. He taught me Human Geography. You must come to his class with your manually drawn world map each time his class is held. And then the tour would begin.

    Oladeji rammed all the geographically important regions of the world into our local heads from the Ruhr region in in the then USSR to the Appalachians and the Prairies of North America. Our darling Oladeji’s Prairies was to echo to me and a former schoolmate, Dr S O Ibraheem, who later became and retired recently as an investment banker in the US.

    It was during my first visit to that country in 1998. Dr Ibraheem was at that time an academic on the staff of Penn State University. He had obtained a first-class degree from the University of Ibadan and got his master’s degree from the same university before proceeding to the US where he later bagged his PhD. Ibraheem is a tireless adventurist to beat any day. So, I had gone to him on a visit from my New York base. Incidentally, my visit coincided with the time he had just gotten a new job with Goldman Sachs, an industry leader. He therefore needed to do special shopping preparation to assume his new position in the bank.

    No one could do meticulous and shrewd shopping better than my brother and friend in God’s own country. We therefore dedicated a whole day to exploring the best shopping centres starting with the globally renowned labels to their respective factory outlets.

    Not long after we set out from State College towards Philadelphia and New Jersey I think, our secondary school knowledge of Geography suddenly unleashed in our conversation: “Musibau, this entire vast stretch of the green hilly region we have here are the Prairies o. Ehn, that Oladeji man…you would think he was born here…he taught with passion… well, o de kuku ko ere re. How? He took one of our best girls nah/ Really? /He married Suebat, the ebony black Adenle girl. Tell me! But that guy would go places o.” Oladeji has since conquered the world, to our delight.

    We all appreciated the fact that Oladeji taught with passion. You would think he had a PhD. Oladeji later started his PhD and I suddenly discovered that when I met him at UI and he personally told me. Somehow, I assumed he was pursuing his PhD in Geography. Oga had switched to Psychology I learnt years later when his professorship was announced and some of us celebrated that as our own. He married our sister, so he’s become our own. Oladeji is today a professor of Psychology at Obafemi Awolowo University Ile Ife, formerly the University of Ife.

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    The same University of Ife produced my History teacher and lifelong hero, Siyan Oyeweso. Here is the man you can never hurt, ever triumphant and relentlessly progressing with whatever the task at hand may be even as he urges on everyone else with his recurrent verbal gesture of ma jaye ori e.

    Like Oladeji, Oyeweso just began cutting his scholarly teeth when he taught me as a 100-level student at the University of Ilorin in 1982. He had just obtained his first degree, Second Class Upper, missing First Class by whiskers.

    Even at that level of academic attainment, Oyeweso took his career so seriously early in life that he left no one in doubt about his high level of preparedness for his classes. Siyan never held any note to read out to us for lectures, yet led our classes with as much proficiency as the only professor in the department, Ade Obayemi, would.

    Little wonder, Baba Oye, as we hailed him campus-wide, was a darling of his intellectual fans, the students. And many of the young of those days have grown. Beyond producing several PhD scholars and professors, one of Oyeweso’s early students is a sitting vice-chancellor of a federal university in Nigeria.

    Incidentally, Oyeweso is as intellectually endowed as he is sartorially conscious living up to the pedigree of our town of Ede proclaiming us ‘Ajilala oso, aii f’ojo gbogbo dara bi egbin’. As if in deference to some commandment, Oyeweso always ensured complete dressing of complete agbada or jacket with a good tie to match. Our girls were always all over him.

    I actually didn’t know that I shared the same birthplace with Oyeweso until the general elections of 1983. Like a bolt from the blues, my teacher showed up at the polling booth where I was serving as FEDECO-appointed Poll Orderly.

    Voting over for him, he took me home for lunch and so reinforced a lifelong relationship. Oyeweso singlehandedly facilitated my re-entry into academia to become a scholar at LASU where he spent more than two decades before venturing further to co-found the Osun State University.

    Time is a trickster. So much water, as they say, had passed under the bridge through the years. Like Oyeweso, Oladeji too had had his career blessed beyond what is even obvious to us as his in-laws. His former student now the Executive Governor of Osun State, Senator Ademola Adeleke appointed him as a member of the Governing Council of Osun State University thus becoming the employers of my revered Professor Oyeweso.

    In like manner, as perhaps deserving of an in-law that Prof Oyeweso is to Oladeji, President Bola Ahmed Tinubu has appointed Oyeweso the Chair of the Governing Council of Obafemi Awolowo University, thus becoming the employer of our in-law too.

    The lives of academics are probably the most interesting. They smack of boundless seminality especially if genuinely cultivated and sustained. This is what is manifesting through generations in the lives of my darling brother and hero Professor Siyan Oyeweso and my ageless brother-in-law and most inspiring teacher, Professor David Oladeji.

    On this occasion of Teachers Day in 2024, I pray for Allah’s ceaseless favours for you and all of my formal and informal teachers to date.

    Happy Teachers Day!

    Tunde Akanni is an associate professor of journalism at LASU. Connect with him on X: @AkintundeAkanni

  • Conflict reporting can’t be sheer content creation, by Tunde Akanni

    Conflict reporting can’t be sheer content creation, by Tunde Akanni

    Expectedly, this season of uncertainty unleashed on the nation by #EndBadGovernance campaigners is revealing acutely strange tendencies about the media.

    Whatever the stance of the National Broadcasting Commission, NBC, global broadcasting now runs ceaselessly on the telephone handset of individuals, courtesy of the internet. Facebook is hardly any less laden as the utmostly manipulable X’s Space.

    This is the same country where it took us, as relentless activists, to struggle for more than a decade to secure legitimacy for community broadcasting. And (in) security was often the excuse from the authorities. 

    But now that broadcasting has transcended the influence arena of NBC, the nation is still hanging on to NBC in spite of repeated recommendations by experts who keep citing the example of America’s Federal Communication Commission, FCC, and the UK’s OfCom. 

    These two bodies regulate broadcasting and telecommunication services in their respective countries.  In spite of the famous Orosanye report recommending the merger of a number of government organs, the Tinubu administration, coming after two other governments that should have radicalized the regulation of broadcasting and telecommunications by bunching them up, still appears timid.

    But if wisdom eludes a man while enduring some trial, can he ever get to muster wisdom? At the height of the 2023 presidential campaigns, caution was thrown to the wind by several bloggers in town, many of them doing the bidding of their sponsors who did not care whatever became of the fragile peace of the nation.

    Almost every report became breaking news. Such was the prefix severely abused that not a few of elders in journalism practice and scholarship expressed public concern. However, perhaps because the reckless indulgence in the deployment of that prefix may not attract any legal sanction other than undermine their credibility that bad habit has stuck. 

    This presents a clear paucity of solution journalism as prescribed by conflict-sensitive journalism, the respect for which every society requires during such tension-soaked periods as the election period.  And protest seasons such as those currently playing out.

    Yet again, only very recently, the executive director of Media Career Services, Lekan Otufodurin, felt so bothered about another variant of less than ethical conduct of folks who run news blogs. He tried to remind them that indulgence in plagiarism was most condemnable as it could be considered criminal to present someone else’s work as yours. 

    This disregard for caution in relation to plagiarism has however entered another worse level following the commencement of the #EndBadGovernance marches around the country. The operators of several so-called news blogs, in a manner suggestive of being appendages of bad governance, readily feign ubiquity. 

    Rather than modestly characterise themselves as being particularly reliable for reports from a particular locality, they harvest copiously with reckless abandon from other sources and proclaim already published reports as theirs, even when it may be obvious that the report being used hours later no longer reflects the truth about wherever they are trying to report.  So, even when peace may have been restored to an otherwise tumultuous scene, the plagiarists are still giving their unsuspecting readers the wrong impression

    Lekan’s position is derived from his observation of bloggers’ seeming blindness to ethical uprightness especially in relation to plagiarism.  It readily derives from armchair journalism characteristic of one-person blogs giving the impression of owning multiple bureaux spread around the country.  What has happened to the pride of giving credit to the rightful sources even as the window of access may not get diminished in any way?

    Scholars and professionals in journalism have always reckoned with other media as veritable news sources. It only requires that the user of a previously published report should endeavour to verify the truthfulness or otherwise of the report in question.  A smart reporter will also, as a matter of necessity, endeavour to add more value either by updating or enriching with thorough analysis by experts or some other informed minds.

    No respectable medium will routinely indulge in copying and pasting and expect to have a quality audience.  What is left of professionalism? It’s the road to the cascading and seamless realm of content creation where anything goes.

    Content creation being a new, technology-induced, concept in the media ecosystem may never cease to amaze media professionals and scholars. So fluid and hard to define, content creation can be as amusing as may be stupefying.

    Being audio-visual and ubiquitous being phone compliant and requiring no sophistication to access, they are incredibly popular yet require no training to initiate. It’s the worst form of mimicry for genuine journalism practice.

    Content creation has featured ludicrous conversations that their producers would prefer to identify as interviews.  Some of them have paraded humanity diminishing spectacles revealing subjects ranging from the weirdest narrations and display of sex-related demonstrations in the most revealing forms even as they brandish varying sums of cash as baits for unsuspecting respondents who surrender to sometimes incomprehensibly laughable manipulations resulting from the hardship inflicted on citizens by the harsh economic conditions

    Unfortunately, some of the self-acclaimed news bloggers have, unknown to them perhaps,  slipped into what presents them as charlatans best reckoned with as casual content creators in the way they run their routines.

    Some roads attempted to be blocked in Abuja in the morning period but were cleared by security operatives almost immediately get unashamedly flaunted in the evening by the spineless bloggers as “Breaking News”. 

    To achieve what? What’s the capacity of the fellow hungry folks of Nigeria to endure the ceaseless flow of unnerving news? Do these bloggers have professional considerations in running their sites? Do they reckon that their recklessness may also rub off on their counterparts who are decidedly thorough?

    Rather than wait for complainants, is it completely impossible for the National Media Complaints Commission populated by our professional elders like Lanre Idowu and Eugenia Abu and others to be proactive in arresting this dangerous slide?

    The general public is the victim of the unpleasant degeneracy of professionalism in the media.  If it is convenient to be ignored by some other citizens, it should not be the same for us as critical stakeholders. Indeed, it is our proactiveness to matters such as we raise here that will lend credence to our sincerity of purpose on some other pending issues. 

    The same way digital technology has fueled the craze for unfounded competition on “Breaking News” is the same way digital technology has given rise to the Cybercrime Prohibitions Act of 2015 with its conspicuous imperfections betraying a rather reductionist disposition to the entire media sector.

    How much more disempowering to us can the Cybercrime Advisory Council be?  Ensuring that our charity begins from home, however, may be quite inspiring.  We must be seen to be paying the needed attention to our inadequacies.

    Tunde Akanni, PhD, a media and conflict expert, is an associate professor at the Lagos State University.

  • NIN-SIM LINKAGE AND THE NIGERIA WE DESIRE

    NIN-SIM LINKAGE AND THE NIGERIA WE DESIRE

    Tunde Akanni PhD

    Rights and responsibilities are the twin words that best describe the inception and the increasing impact of digital technology, a major strand of which is the dynamic contemporary telecommunication services.  Even before the imminent (?) internet of things , IOT,  a lot is playing out  for human civilizational process throwing up existential challenges for citizens and duly requiring governmental interventions to cope with. 

    If only to safeguard innocent citizens from the antics of criminals, government is often quick at fashioning laws and penalties for violations. The most far reaching legal intervention in this context is the Cybercrimes Prohibitions Act of 2015 with its most significant component being the Cybercrime Advisory Council.  Incidentally, this Council is considered rather exclusionary by media and allied rights advocates.

    The said deficit of the Cybercrime Advisory Council is a pointer to the fact that in climes such as ours, not much attention is often given by government to social needs, specifically in this case, Media and Information Literacy, MIL, already over hyped by the informed stakeholders. Unfortunately, some undiscerning members of the society keep falling falling victim of related laws.

    Please follow this pathetic story, the audio of which I keep till date: Muhammad is a private school principal at Nyanya, an Abuja, suburb. As a side hustle, he runs a Point of Service, POS, business for payment.  Then came a criminal one day who had just robbed and killed his victim. Using his victim’s card, he requested two transfers of N500K each. The criminal made several other purchases and also went to some other operators of POS.  Eventually he was found out and law enforcers had to track all transactions he had carried out with the victim’s card. Muhammad of Nyanya thus became a suspect and was promptly arrested.  Thus began endless investigations… Muhammed ended up being detained for months in a prison.

    You can imagine the psychological torture not only for Muhammad but his immediate family, employers and others who love him.  He learnt his lesson in the bitterest way yet his ordeals could have been averted by sufficient exposure to basics of MIL.   But life goes on.  Indeed, it must be business as usual

    Otherwise how do we explain the cacophony playing out after the expiration of the deadline of March 29, 2024 for NIN-SIM linkage? The Nigerian Communications Commission (NCC) has confirmed that it would not be reviewing its deadline to bar owners of more than four SIM cards whose SIM registration data failed to match their National Identity Number (NIN) data.

    The Commission explained that its position was hinged on its objective to clean the country’s SIM ownership database, and ensure that criminals could not take advantage of having multiple unlinked SIMs to carry out their nefarious activities.  The Commission’s resolve is hinged on the need to close in on the chaos of untoward ownership of multiple SIM cards with unverified NIN details. According to the  Commission “we have instances where a single individual has over 10,000 lines linked to his NIN. In some cases, we have seen a single person with 1,000 lines, some 3,000 plus lines. What are they doing with these lines?

    The NCC has also provided Mobile Network Operators (MNOs) an extension till July 31st 2024 within which they are expected to verify all NINs submitted by subscribers with four (4) or less SIMs, as well as bar those whose NIN fail verification with NIMC. 

     The Chairman of Association of  Licenced Telecommunication Operators, Gbenga Adebayo, further confirmed that members of his association would comply. 

    However, just the next day or so after the deadline expired, yours sincerely sighted no fewer than three reports announcing the extension of the deadline, one of them stating specifically to July 31, referring to some reliable inside source.  

    What’s all the fuss about really? This NIN-SIM linkage is a simple exercise that only requires a subscriber to submit his or her NIN to the service provider to enable the service provider match details of the subscriber taken at the time of initial SIM registration process.  This could be done through assorted windows including physically by visiting designated points. For techno-literate persons, they are merely expected to use short, universal codes for both submission and retrieval for those who may want to verify their own compliance as the media kept repeating deadlines. 

    The reality today is that barely literate persons and even illiterates now use telephones given its increasing centrality to a lot of human activities.  This is the basis of this writer’s advocacy for an earlier generalist nomenclatural label suggestion of “Digital Culture” in place of “Digital Economy” preferred by Minister Ali Pantami when he chose to rename the ministry he was asked to superintend over (https://www.thecable.ng/digital-culture-or-digital-economy)

    Telecommunication industry players have been unequivocal about the key benefit of NIN-SIM linkage being the protection of subscribers and prevention of crimes such as exemplified above. For instance, on account of the huge amount involved, the POS operators may have documented details of whatever identity provided by the criminal.  As a matter of fact, the truth may have been readily revealed in the course of such documentation. But the information literacy knowledge could only have been deployed based on certain pre-existing conditions such as NIN-SIM linkage offers an example.

    Still on crime, another major advantage that may derive from the NIN-SIM linkage is the  ease with which law enforcers may trace and tackle criminals through their registered lines.  Afterall no one may be allowed to own any line except you are ready to play by the set rules.

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    Furthermore, this linkage thing will automatically ease economic  transactions  electronically since identities will be easily verifiable for concerned parties such as it pans out with regards to debit cards and similar devices.  NIN-SIM linkage is therefore the way to go and the exercise has to run with a good measure of discipline especially with existing spectacular anomalies of thousands SIM s connected to some individual.

    At this stage, the campaigns executed so far need be audited to make for genuine inclusivity with regards to social, geographical and other possible lines.  For instance, this task now requires a well designed stakeholder mapping.  The mapping must ultimately reveal spots of irregularities and areas as well as interests deserving more attention.

    Given that all media genres had been previously deployed perhaps for conventional announcements, how about aligning subsequent dissemination more enriched via regular media contents? How about being more scientific, relativizing media use depending on audience preference and possible perception? In reality this could translate to devolving dissemination more to the grassroots by enlisting the emerging broadcasters namely, community broadcasters and campus broadcasters.  

    Beyond liberalizing the media to be used, campaigns must also be made to align with credible programmes with obvious trendy touch of management such as may ensure their global reach and enduring availability as may be made possible by platforms like Youtube and Spotify. 

    With affiliation to champions of multistakeholder philosophy like the UN’s annual Internet Governance Forum, IGF, for the management of telecommunication facilities, need NCC be reminded of the importance of democratized governance culture?

    It is most certain that the involvement of the relatively cheaper (not necessarily technologically inferior) community and campus broadcasters will help to boost the NIN-SIM linkage campaigns and indeed others that may arise in future.

    It will as not be out of place  for NCC to support the campaigns for the popularization of Media and Information Literacy. This certainly will help to resolve a lot of digital divide inspired issues

    With the concern demonstrated on this exercise so far, NCC has demonstrated that it now has an improved corporate governance culture as advocated by IGF (https://punchng.com/nigerias-communication-governance-indifference/ ) It can however do better and even excel.

    Dr Tunde Akanni is an associate professor of media and development  at the Lagos State University.   

    Follow him on X via @AkintundeAkanni