BY Tope Fasua
These peculiar times send us all back home to reexamine our Nigerian-hood and even go further. We knew, and I warned, that the 2023 elections would have consequences for relationships especially as it took on a tribal and religious colouration from the get-go. Politicians did what they had to do to win elections – including the Muslim-Muslim ticket (which could at once bust the myth of the overload and relevance of religion in our politics, when at the end of eight years the religious diversity of Nigeria will still be preserved or even strengthened), the use of religious fanaticism and tribalism (when a certain presidential candidate moved around and sent messages to clerics to the effect that one of his formidable opponents was not Muslim enough, and that his tribe must vote for one of their own), or when another candidate went into overdrive by coldly capitalising on religious anger, tribal anger and youth anger. Perhaps we would have got away with these, but for the fact that unfortunately, most Nigerians have not developed the capacity for complex debates and enough emotional intelligence to understand that there’ll always be another time to try in politics. And it looks like the so-called educated and well-monied are far worse than the proletariat.
The fallout of all of this has sent many of us back ‘home’ to get in touch with our roots. For me, it hasn’t shaken my belief in Nigeria but it has exposed to me the fact that many Nigerians are still not mature for democracy, what with the way many are still praying and working towards the truncation of the success of the president-elect – with some asking the military to take over or Interim National Government and others praying that he should die summarily. The latest drama is of that ‘obidient’ guy who came on an Ibom Air flight shouting for people not to allow Bola Tinubu to become president such that he had to be deboarded. It is alarming enough and I warned when some Nigerians set about this slippery slope. Home and abroad, these folks have been working hard at truncating our hard-won democracy, even contributing money for protests and whatever else may happen. Pastors in Nigeria have mounted their pulpits to instruct their members not to recognise a popularly-elected president. They probably need to be reminded about why Nigeria adopted the presidential system of government in the first place, through the 1978 constitutional conference. It was because of the dastardly, and indeed, the gut-wrenching, imbecilic and bestial manner in which Nigeria’s first attempt at parliamentary governments ended in 1966. Because of the lack of popular respect for a prime minister, in 1978 eminent Nigerians decided that we should go for a situation whereby a contestant that obtains majority votes with a good enough spread, becomes the president. And of course, there was no attempt or intention to confer any superiority on people who live in the federal capital – even with later amendments – contrary to what a section of these same unruly folks are saying.
In the middle of all the electioneering, there was the struggle for Lagos, which marked the crescendo. Indeed the elections turned into some sort of war for the soul of Lagos. There was the rise of a certain Gbadebo Rhodes-Vivour, which sharply divided opinions. Many who had voted for the Labour Party ticket three weeks earlier, decided to switch. But there was intimidation on voting day, with pockets of violence, just as happened in every other part of Nigeria and almost every state. The manner in which the entire electioneering went on, generally led to one’s reexamination of the concept of tribe and nationhood. There was an instance in which traditional rulers in parts of Lagos started revoking titles they had given to people from the southeast of Nigeria.
There was the question of whether indeed Lagos is a no-man’s-and which every and anyone could come to abuse. Lagosians and Yorubas at large had to put up a defence because as they say, even the madman has relatives. Lagos was considered a damsel with enough brothers to defend her honour. And the attitude was that even though a man pays dowry and performs a large wedding ceremony, even bequeathing a damsel with all the shiny little toys in the world, that does not entitle them to rip off her soul and take her for granted. I am not very big on tribal issues and do not believe that Nigeria be split up along tribal lines. I believe that we have not tried enough – and intelligently enough – to make the best of our country. I believe we have not studied enough of the histories of how nations are built. And because many suddenly find that they have a voice these days with the advent of social media, we are being led to Golgotha by the half-baked views of some of us. Usually, it is the shallowest amongst us that sounds loudest – and that gets the most followership in this age and time for obvious reasons.
So, those of us who were liberal were made to determine and face up to one crucial fact; that charity begins from home. And that one will be a compound fool if you forget whence he descends, and whose son he is. At issue was the subject of fairness and equity. That has been decided, no matter that there are dregs of bitterness everywhere. Respect and equity should be reciprocal everywhere. And anywhere we go, in spite of the constitution of Nigeria that permits anyone to settle anywhere, it is trite that we show respect for local customs and not be the disruptor of that which people hold dear. Yes, migrants into any society do help to catalyze change and boost economies, they even often provide the best public leadership, but such agency and intervention require wisdom and emotional intelligence. There is also the need to draw attention to the fact that this is a universal issue, for Nigerians have gained a terrible, almost-hopeless, reputation for drawing the ire of citizens of many countries around the world for the sheer reason that they violate local laws, act and speak in ways that grate the nerves of locals where they settle and do business, and are generally disrespectful of local customs, norms and mores. The world is a global village and proper behaviour is the same everywhere. Indeed there are countries that migrate more than we do – for example China, and the Philippines – but their people seem to face their work and melt into the societies that they go to. This is a learning moment for Nigeria.
I am unabashedly for One Nigeria. But I do not forget from whence I came. The lesson of the moment is that we can be all about one Nigeria while maintaining the integrity of our other constituencies. Good behaviour and good thinking reinforce one another. So, there is a way to ensure that your village, town, city, state, church, mosque, sect, and Nigeria rises with the tide of your good thinking and positivism. It is the lack of requisite emotional and social intelligence, and a narrow worldview, that leads many to think that there is a mutually exclusive relationship between all or some of these constituencies. I am a Nigerian. I am Yoruba. My dad hailed from Akure, Ondo state, and I grew up partly there and mostly in Lagos. These are my constituencies and I love every one of them to death, just as I love Nigeria as a whole, as well as Africa and humanity. Everywhere and every place that I have had direct interaction with retains a pride of place in my heart, and that shouldn’t be too hard for anyone to understand. In fact, one would be a phoney if one loves and defends Nigeria only to leave one’s other constituencies while hawking the idea of One Nigeria ad nauseum. Indeed, the more vulnerable constituencies need one’s attention, defence, intellect, and even investment first, before the bigger ones which retain everyone’s attention (including foreign investment) and access to much more resources. Some regions in Nigeria have since understood this, and it so happens that this region is where you find most people who today seek to demonize those who seek to replicate the same strategy for their own constituencies; people who ma having had their Eureka moments.
This missive is therefore directed to the Yorubas, the tribe – or nationality – into which I was born. This could also be adopted by other nationalities, ethnic groups and tribes if they believe it is apposite for their own repositioning within Nigeria and the world at large. We don’t have to wait for other nationalities (whose cultures may naturally clash with ours) to come and teach us how to change for the better or to prod us and rudely jar us awake from our reverie. Change is the only constant in life anyway. We have thousands of professors of sociology amongst us but we seem to have lost the ability or willingness to self-introspect, take lessons and reposition. But if we don’t use our own assets, human resources, wealth, and intellect to reposition our spaces and step up to the times, who will? And we have good cause to now swallow our pride and learn lessons, especially from the southeast of Nigeria, where they understand the value of their space and will protect same with everything they possess.
The following are the problems we must immediately deal with. I will be very brief about them, believing that as the Yorubas say “abo oro la n so fun omoluwabi, to ba de’nu e a d’odindi” — Half word is enough for the wise and rounded thinker:
I will add two extras without numbering them. Lagos is the home of the music industry in Nigeria. And this is big given how the industry has conquered the world. Even Nollywood is resident there. The problem, however, is that a lot of the money made in entertainment – especially music – never comes to Nigeria. They get diverted to tax havens by the advisers and promoters of our musicians. This then means that we are sitting on a mirage. We have the fame for the industry, but not the liquidity. This is something we must correct through a stakeholder approach.
Lastly, we need thought leadership, beyond politics. Bola Tinubu is a great political organiser and visionary. But what about others? They don’t need to be in negation of his thoughts and ideas. I am too young and insignificant to be in that pantheon, but what I have attempted here is just that; some attempt at thought leadership. It looks like a lot of our leaders’ energies – outside politics – has been rather negative. We cannot be fighting Fulanis today, Igbos tomorrow, and Tinubu the next day. Where is the positive thought? How are we encouraging ourselves, and our younger ones to take on the world? How are we positively reforming society? How are we calling out those who are conning society? We have a big problem with yahoo-yahoo fraudsters (who have got so much respect in our land; the land of so-called intellectuals), oloshos and runs-girls (which is what poverty has driven our girls to), sports betting and gambling (which is ruining millions of our youths, especially in the poor areas), religious charlatanism (with conmen seeing fake visions and ripping off our people, and our people praying when they should be working or looking for jobs), low productivity, drunkenness, mediocrity in our educational and other sectors, a degree of laziness, lack of imagination even in our urban planning, abandonment of our old cocoa farms amongst other legacies. It will also pay for our state governors to synergize because two heads are better than one – just as two pockets. These are issues for our thought leaders to constantly grapple with. I hope this short missive ignites comments from our elders and many others, for positive change to commence and be sustained in our land. Agba o ni tan lor’ile ooo.
NB – My apologies for my usually long write-up. In matters Nigeriana, and given our many problems, the Yorubas advise that “ko ko ko la n ran’fa aditi“. I guess that means the Yorubas understood and understand the power of repetition, especially in an age where attention deficit is a pandemic, with so much information barrage. That said, perhaps there is more than one reason to be proud of our heritage. We come from a deep place. I recently started to study the works of the late Professor Sophie Bosede Oluwole, a philosopher extraordinaire and have been blessed by them. I also began a study of some of the Ifa corpus from the works of the late Professor Akinwumi Ishola and was amazed to find a lot of math, science, philosophy, chemistry, history, and economics, enveloped in one body of knowledge. For example, our ancestors used 0,1 binary math in determining explanations about phenomena. The Opele can only give 256 possible combinations and permutations, which is 8 squared multiplied by 2 squared, equals 256. These 256 different possibilities were memorized and recognized on sight by a Babalawo or indeed anyone who went through the training. The reason the colonizers did not obliterate this body of knowledge was that they had respect for it. And also, even those taken as slaves from here to all the parts of the world retained that knowledge such that today, Yorubas in Nigeria would rather not be associated with such a grand and complex corpus that is theirs to flaunt, but all of us are born again Christians and Muslims. Perhaps this deliberate shirking of our heritage is at the bottom of some of our plights today. Does my curiosity make me a Babalawo or to stretch it, an evil person? I don’t think so. Knowledge of whom we are and our history, will only bring back our pride and rocket us forward, profoundly.
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