‘An age is called Dark, not because light fails to shine but because people refuse to see it.’-James A. Michener
Anywhere, whether on the main streets or on the cyber streets you turn to in Nigeria today there is one loud but shameless noise of celebration in the air!. People are rejoicing! Celebrating; naked and they are not ashamed. Virtues have died. Values are already in the grave. Come on, let’s celebrate! It’s their Funeral! Yes, Funeral of Values and Virtues. That is the reason for the celebration. No thought, no sense, no break! ‘Joro-jara-joro’(as Fela would sing). A thorough definition of Dark Age is catching up. It is a time when people rejoice in falsehood, iniquity, heresy and evil and go ahead to honour those who package, promote and market them! The gross darkness is here! A time when ‘Papa’ Deceive ‘Pickin’ and ‘Pickin Deceive ‘Papa’ has arisen. For the reason of what to eat, some women, men, young and old have become Lovers of lie, Apostles of Falsehood and Retarders’ of virtues. This type of happenstance was what provoked Prophet Jeremiah in the Bible to write about once upon a time beautiful city of Jerusalem in The Book of Lamentation. A city that then laid barren and reduced to rubble by Babylonian hordes that invaded it. It was a tearstained image of a city that became the shadow of its old self. Nigeria is fast becoming the ‘old testament version’ of that Jerusalem; a city loved by God but hunted down by its own rulers. A city whose rulers are products of whoredom and whose large number of her people are given to reprobate mind. A nation where falsehood has become the foundation for policy details; and profanity, the guidance of practise, has slender chance of recovery from mire into which it has sunk. That slender chance is what the February 2015 Election is about. Slender chance of rescuing the country from those that are irredeemably corrupt. They met the Pump Price of Petrol at Sixty-Five (N65) Naira and they are leaving it at Ninety Seven (N97) Naira. They met the exchange rate of Naira (N) to One Dollar($1) at 147 Naira and they are leaving it at N197. Interest Rate was 14% when they came in; today it stands at 21%. The Guinea Coefficient keeps on escalating, exponentially populating the parish of the poor; widening the gap between the Rich and the Poor and crippling the potential for peace. These are the insignia of their Transformation mantra; turning Gold to Ashes and making Sands out of Diamond. In their time, men and women are even becoming Robots, in thoughts and in placing truth in its rings. They have turned to disgusting abusers of compatriots with divergent views, cursers of the righteous and molesters of anyone with odour of integrity. Ambassadors of Corruption are parading themselves as Transformation Ambassadors, dancing ‘skeleu’ with their ‘Dagon’ who has forgotten like in Chinua Achebe’s words that his ‘Palm Kernel was cracked by sheer benevolence.’ Biting the fingers that fed him, forgetting that those who bite the fingers that feed them often end up licking the boots that will kick them.
What manner of a Presidential Candidate would appoint an indecorous light-fingered Hate Monger like Fanikayode as his Campaign Spoke Person? A man whose Corruption Charges were traded for partisan loyalty to a president who is expected to be Chief Champion of Anti-Corruption. . The man who recently celebrated his sexual prowess as veritable tool he used to conquered the widow of the most prime Igbo Chief, a very revered citizen of Nigeria. The man who has severally, in recent times perfidiously projected the hegemony of his Yoruba Tribe over the Igbos, just as he is doing currently with the Hausa/Fulani in a Nation desperately craving for unity. The man that has in-discretionally called for Oduduwa Republic to the provocation of others,. A perverse and perverted mind with history graft and betrayal; and who has ordained himself as ‘preacher of hate’, reading his own greed into the creed of God by adulterating the words of God. Deceiver of brethren whose belly is his god. Little wonder former President Obasanjo said’ I know Femi Fanikayode, give him food to chop, he will sing and dance for you.’
What manner of a President would be this consumed by personal ambition to the extent of no longer recognising what bitter division is all about? How can a President be persistently holding his political party’s (PDP) meeting in the State House and did not see that as an initiation of division? How can a President of a country, who claims to be a Christian be gallivanting from one church to the other like those that Jesus called Pharisees, making political statements without giving a damn to the sensibility of others, more so that a Chapel has been built in the State House to make his religious belief a private affair; and yet thinks he is not dividing the country along religious line? They go from church to church, from Jerusalem to Galilee, yet they do not stop stealing government money! They love God with their mouths but their heart is far from God. Hippocrates! How can a President of a country yearning for national integration allowed under his watch, a group of rag tag supporters like TAN to go to the extent of dividing Nigeria Football Supporters Club by inscribing ‘TAN, Supporters of Goodluck’ on the T-Shirt worn by supporters of a National Football Team during the Africa Cup Qualifying Match even after the same TAN brazenly broke the Electoral Law of the country he governs?
Indeed, I agree that such a President needs a Parent. Thank God he has found one among his type. His newly adopted father is Babangida. Babangida has endorsed him. However, Babangida made it known to the world recently that giving the ‘corruption that is currently going on, our government was run by Angels.’ I do not know why people are frowning at Babangida’s endorsement of Jonathan. The exchange between the two men, united by expertise in science and art of corruption is mutually beneficial. By words, Babangida has endorsed Jonathan, by acts, Jonathan has canonised Babangida. After all, by the words of Babangida and by the acts of Jonathan; what Babangida, could do, Jonathan can do, even, better. Nevertheless, God is fighting back already, the people’s blind eyes are opening, the Dark Age is almost gone out of our land. The market will soon be over; but before then, as TAN would say ‘Keep on doing it Mr President.’ The dealers with you are more than the minders who tell you the truth! Hello, Mr President, how market!
Gbenro Olajuyigbe is an Abuja based Human Security Expert and a Human Rights Activist.
E:Mail: gbenroolajuyigbe@yahoo.com