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Our New Year Revolution

 

It’s not fair. I just woke the other day to find out that 2006 ‘passed away’, just like that - while I slept. I went to bed early on December 31, 2006, thinking something would transform me as the year changes into 2007. But I still woke in my old clothes of debt, poverty and fuel crisis.

 

As I stepped into the sitting room,  some mischievous fellows had changed my calendar. Then, madam announcedthat 2006 was dead. Ha! The thought that came into my head was that robbers mustve shot him dead like Thisday  newspaper’s Godwin Agbroko. And the prime suspect, I concluded, must be, wait for it – me!

 

You see, something always told me that there was something wrong with 2006. Long before the Pentecostal pastors found out that Satan was in charge of Nigeria in2006, my neighbour’s cat saw it in a dream. In fact, it woke one day to tell me with its original ‘cat eyes’ that General Yakubu Gowon was its witness. And, yes, Gowon confirmed:  “There is a demon traveling within the Presidency that is responsible for what we are witnessing today,” he said.

 

Still, it took Pastor Ayo Oritsejefor, the president of PFN almost eternity to confirm Gowon’s claim that Mr Devil,aka Satan, was the pilot of all the planes that crashed last year.  If I were one of the dead pilots who flew the crashed planes, I wouldve sued somebody for damages. Because those guys were given bad name, when all the while, it was Mr Satan who hijacked the planes.

 

I heard it was also the same Mr Devil, who killed all the politicians like Daramola in Ekiti and Funso Williams in Lagos. Mr Devil also led all the robbery operations, though he got some of the guns from the police. I guess based on that link, Ehindero developed some sympathy for Mr Devil. Which explains why he has refused to arrest the guy – even when he invaded the Presidency, spreading rumours of looting of public treasury.

 

Somebody in INEC has also told me that Mr Satan was the guy who frustrated their efforts last year to “register all Nigerians that have attained voting age”. In fact, I was told Mr Devil himself ordered the magical Direct Data Capture machines. Then, turned around to ‘winch’ some batteries from functioning – even during demonstration on the floor of the National Assembly.

Now,  out of the newly estimated140million Nigerians – excluding me – Iwu has not registered up to 40 million. Yet, nobody has thought it necessary to arrest Mr Devil. 

 

So, after a serious meeting with Baba, Oyinlola, Tinubu and my neighbour’s cat – the one with cat eyes  Ive taken it upon myself to make this New Year ‘revolution’. Well, some of you call it resolution or communiqué. But nothing is ever ‘resolved’ with a ‘resolution’. Neither is a ‘communiqué’ ever ‘communicated’ to all the stakeholder. Like robbers, assassins and their dead victims. Hence, Ive decided to call it ‘New Year Revolution’. Because this year, we must take all our children to an amusement park – to enjoy the Merry-go-round. After all, I’m told ‘revolution’ means “one complete circular movement made by something round”.

 

Okay, here’s how it goes. Rather than succumbing to the deceit of the past, we  the masses, must be ready. For years on end, our political leaders have always told us to pray for purely political and organisational problems. But why disturb God with minor matters that can be handled by even soldier ants? For instance, how do the ants choose their leader? Do they have Maurice Iwu and INEC? Is there a baritone Sunday Ehindero who enjoys an extended tenure but has nothing meaningful to contribute to our security? Do they have Obasanjo and Atiku, who enjoy and fight over PTDF – a public fund – on the masses’ collective behalf? How the hell do soldier ants organise themselves without subjecting their masses to 365 days of ‘prayer and starving’?

 

Ah! The moment I heard the long awaited 2007 is here, ‘afraid catch me.’ I guess Baba, in his usual wisdom, saw my fear in his dream. So, he came with a deceptive solution – appeal for prayer! But then, if he asked the religious leaders to pray, I wouldnt worry. It’s their job, abi? I guess Governor Boni Haruna of Adamawa State was smarter there, when he asked religious leaders to do their job. 

 

If Obasanjo, Governors Olagunsoye Oyinlola of Osun State and Bola Tinubu of Lagos took it upon themselves to turn the Pope and pray for the nation, I wouldn’t care. But they asked me to do the praying ‘for peace, stability and 2007 election’. Tinubu says we should  “pray that politicians will not use the powers entrusted in them by God to bring hardships on the people” Haba! How unfair!

 

So, the politicians actually know that power was ‘entrusted in them’? Which means its not theirs, abi? Okay, since they are very conscious  that (1) they are politicians; (2) that power was entrusted in them, do they need prayer to avert using that same power to cause hardship? If that happens, it would be better if they slip into ‘unconsciousness’. Put your hands up, if you  said ‘amen!’ 

 

Well, Tinubu must have forgotten that some of them, the politicians, actually ‘stole’ the power they use. They were neither ‘entrusted’ by God, nor by the people. And he also excluded ‘the people’ in the matter of power entrustment. If he doesn’t see me later to correct that error – it doesn’t matter if it was an ‘oversight’ or ‘undersight’ – he should forget his Senate ambition.  And, we the masses, hereby solemnly ‘revolt’ any attempt by any politician to use our  power, deliberately, to cause hardship – or even ‘hardboat’ and canoe!

 

For politicians, 2007 is a ‘significant year’ in the ‘evolution’ of Nigeria. Oyinbo! So, what are they doing about it, beyond passing the hard job to the masses? Year in, year out, weve prayed for security; better standard of living; lower fuel prices; good roads; steady electricity supply, etc. Yet, we never get them. Why? God isn’t the one running our political system. If all we needed was to ‘pray’ for good roads to emerge like a rabbit from a magician’s cap, then we didn’t need to vote anybody into office. If all we needed was to ‘pray’ our names into a voters’ register, we didn’t need a scientist as INEC boss. If all we need is prayer to keep robbers out of our homes, Ehindero should go home. 

 

Oh, get it right. Prayer is good – especially if you want to get rid of bad dreams like PDP and its leaders. Prayer is good, if your nightmare includes those you’ve elected pilfering public purse. And if they’ve turned the nation’s constitution into a foot-mat. So, in our New Year revolution, we must ensure such nightmares are erased. 

 

• First published in Saturday Sun of  Jan. 06, 2007

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