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What Tinubu wants, he gets! Let him have his yacht, but let Nigerians breathe
By Sunny Igboanugo
It should be obvious by now even to the dumbest that Bola Ahmed Tinubu, the Asiwaju of Lagos, and the Jagaban Borgu, has conquered Nigeria. The country is virtually in his vice grip and there is very little anyone could do about it.
Like the conquered soldier at the mercy of a superior force, the only thing left is to beg him to take it easy and pity the people. Don’t even bother to contest the fact or contemplate how he did it. Not that Nigerians did not fight, but the forces were just too much – dark forces, some might add. So, what to do? Just flow with the fact that he won the battle, if not the war – his own way.
In the run-up to the 2023 presidential election, his footsoldiers on many platforms, never minced words in telling naysayers to get prepared for the inevitability of his presidency. “Tinubu will be your President for the next eight years, you better get used to it,” they chorused as their usual mantra always. They never provided any lead as to how, but they were sure – dead sure.
Today, that declaration, or is it prophesy, has come to pass. Tinubu is President. And if it is further stretched, he would not only be for four years, but eight, as predicted by his people. Incidentally, it did not only happen, but in the most dramatic and audacious way that forcefully put a stamp of finality on it.
It is needless to state the trajectory that led to this outcome, except to emphasise the fact that the somewhat strange outcome is a reflection an African phenomenon or third world sickness – the reason countries like Zimbabwe contended with Robert Mugabe for donkey years and Cameroon is dealing with Paul Biya, Togo, the Eyedemas, and Uganda, Yuweri Musaveni.
In fact, was it not a notorious fact that out of the three major candidates, Tinubu was the only one who neither granted media interviews, addressed media conferences nor even participated in the public debates organised by different media houses and other groups. Such were either declared unnecessary or enemy territories, but yet, prevailed?
Even at rallies organised by the All Progressives Congress (APC), the ruling party, which he served as National Leader alongside then President, Muhammadu Buhari, or other forums his campaign organisation put up for him, his performances were more or less underwhelming – punctuated or decked in incoherenct expressions that provided a source of entertainment for many Nigerians and weapons of attack by his opponents rather than outlining any meaningful roadmap.
Again, Tinubu was the only one among the leading candidates that his persona was steeped in controversy. From his personal data to academic records, everything about him was all questioned both in Nigeria and even elsewhere including the United States. Yet, he seemed unperturbed. Yet, he still won the election at the end of the day, or more appropriately, declared the winner of the February 25 election by the Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC) as the winner.
How did he win? Many people, especially his opponents and their supporters, believe his victory was man-made. To them, if INEC had kept its words to conduct the election by substantial electronic means, he would not have had any chance at all. In fact they believe he would have been struggling in the third position if that had happened.
Instead, on the day of the election, a certain glitch a la INEC became the hand of the devil that put paid to the entire show. INEC server simply went caput, surprisingly for the presidential result alone as both the House of Representatives and the Senate that represented the National Assembly polls, were seamlessly uploaded into the server.
The election process over, matters were referred to the courts, where the opponents had hoped to upturn the entire show of shame, as some people labelled it. But that was a no-go area also. Strangely, the courts, either the Court of Appeal, Abuja, acting as the Presidential Election Petition Tribunal (PEPT), or the Supreme Court, rather than delve into the issues raised, resolved all of them in favour of Tinubu and INEC.
Even the question of the deposition at the US District Court in Illinois, Chicago, with which Atiku Abubakar, Presidential Candidate of the Peoples Democratic Party (PDP), was sure he would finally nail the President, was discountenanced. The Supreme Court simply threw everything into the dustbin on the ground of technicality.
With all the obstacles, daunting as they appeared initially giving way, it is now all clear for the President. Nigeria is firmly in his hand. Whether he got it through the hands of men or everything was ordained by God, nothing seems to matter at this point. The Tinubu Presidency would be there for the next four years at least and ceteris paribus – all things being equal – till 2031, as it is not likely that he would allow himself to suffer the fate of former President Goodluck Jonathan, the only one alive that did not complete his term.
Who even knows? He might even be another Paul Biya. If all the obstacles that piled up against him, a fraction which would have ended the career of even the most powerful nations of the world with the littlest adherence to the democratic decency failed to stop him, who says he could not beat the records of former President, Olusegun Obasanjo, said to have attempted a third term to prevail and even become a life-President, if he wished.
Now, what does this suggest? It simply points to the fact that whatever Tinubu sets his mind on, that he gets. Is it not evident that he neither needs the opinions of Nigerians, particularly those speaking up against his current moves to get by? Besides, it is unlikely, if not impossible for any of his admirers in the APC or elsewhere to oppose his deeds or complain about them.
So, having been handed a fait accompli, of what use would be the complaint about how he decides to share the booty of his capture of power? Is it not obvious from his conducts that he feels no obligations to Nigerians in general but to those on whose back he rode to power? Do his appointments not speak to his mindset? Do they reflect a mindset of a leader inured to public sentiments or reflect any recourse to national ethos, character or constitutionality that forbids any form of nepotism? Who are the people at the Presidential Villa today?
If Tinubu could look Nigerians in the face and continue with the one-sided appointments he has been making since he came into office, despite the grumbles around the country, what then is the use of the continued outcries, about his supposed profligacy? Yes! Even the likes of Asari Dokubo, who had been threatening thunder, brimstone and blood-flow against anyone opposing him has joined in the complaints about the uneven appointments. Before him, were elements from the South West, who believe that everything is being concentrated in the hands of the now ubiquitous Lagos Boys. But of what use?
Like Louis Xiv, king of France, who was quoted as declaring, I’m the state, when would it occur to Nigerians that this is exactly what they are dealing with now? Nigerian President is Nigeria. The only President, Goodluck Jonathan that tried to deviate from the norm, paid dearly for it. So, what is the hullaballoo about the President gifting his empire N6billion or making available N1.6billion for cars for his dear wife or the so-called N5billion yacht?
I’m sure alive today, Humphrey Nwosu, would have rejected the Commander of the Order of the Niger (CON) honours awarded to him by President Bola Tinubu on Thursday. If he did, it wouldn’t have been surprising, because he would simply had followed a familiar pattern, rooted in the culture and norm of the people.
He would also not be the first to so do. Before him Chinua Achebe had rejected the offer twice, while Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie did so too, when she was offered the honours by President Muhammadu Buhari in 2022.
In 2004, Olusegun Obasanjo, then President, had conferred the renowned author of Things Fall Apart, with the Grand Commander of Federal Republic (GCFR), the highest honour reserved only for former Presidents and top-ranking government officials. But Achebe rejected it, pointing to the parlous situation his Anambra State home, which was virtually under fire, he also believed the President was blameworthy in stoking.
In rejecting the award, he wrote: “For some time now I have watched events in Nigeria with alarm and dismay. I have watched particularly the chaos in my own state of Anambra where a small clique of renegades, openly boasting its connections in high places, seems determined to turn my homeland into a bankrupt and lawless fiefdom. I am appalled by the brazenness of this clique and the silence, if not connivance, of the Presidency,” he wrote.
“Forty-three years ago, at the first anniversary of Nigeria’s independence I was given the first Nigerian National Trophy for Literature. In 1979, I received two further honours – the Nigerian National Order of Merit and the Order of the Federal Republic – and in 1999 the first National Creativity Award. I accepted all these honours fully aware that Nigeria was not perfect; but I had a strong belief that we would outgrow our shortcomings under leaders committed to uniting our diverse peoples. Nigeria’s condition today under your watch is, however, too dangerous for silence. I must register my disappointment and protest by declining to accept the high honour awarded me in the 2004 Honours List.”
Then came President Goodluck Jonathan in 2011, offering him another award, this time Commander of the Federal Republic. Achebe did not complain that the award was lower than the one initially offered him. Instead, he complained that the political situation in Nigeria that caused him to reject Obasanjo’s edition, was still quite prevalent.
He wrote: “The reasons for rejecting the offer when it was first made have not been addressed let alone solved. It is inappropriate to offer it again to me. I must, therefore, regretfully decline the offer again.” Till he died on March 21, 2013, two years after, nobody made a fresh offer, apparently aware of what his response would be.
In the case of Adichie, world renowned author of the bestseller – Half of the Yellow Sun, she was said to have sent her reason for rejecting her own offer privately to Buhari. Initially it was not clear whether she actually rejected or accepted, thereby throwing a cloud of confusion on the situation.
But Omawunmi Ogbe, her communication manager, in clarifying the position was quoted as saying: “Following the recent conferment of national awards by the President, there have been conflicting reports about one of the announced recipients, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Some social media users say the award-winning writer rejected the award, while others say she accepted it. The author did not accept the award and, as such, did not attend the ceremony. She, however, did not want to create undue publicity around it, so her non-acceptance was conveyed privately.”
I’m sure Nwosu would have followed this pattern. Why? Simple answer! Ndigbo have no pleasure for tokenism – half-hearted gifts. And there is no better example than this lowly CON award. It is simply beneath the late Professor of Political Science.
Mind you, it is the same Ndigbo that coined the adage that instead someone’s cow would escape into the bush it is better to cut the tail so that the owner would have something as compensation, depicting the English replica – half bread is better than none.
But the context is quite clear – the person involved has no choice. It clearly does not apply to what is known as Greek gifts. In that sense, the same man would remind you that instead of overfeeding and falling by the road, it is better than going on empty stomach and that instead of being mocked by a benefactor over a piece of yam, he would rather go hungry. That is what applies in this sense.
Tinubu’s award of CON to Nwosu, apart from showcasing mere tokenism, is clearly an afterthought. Recall that the Senate, had in March this year, on the heels of the burial of the former Chairman of the defunct National Electoral Commission (NEC), who died in October, 2024, rejected the idea of immortalising him for his role in supervising the historic June 12 1993 presidential election that produced Moshood Kashimawo Olawale Abiola as President.
Led by Adams Oshiohmole, representing Edo North and Opeyemi Bamidele, Senate Leader, the motion presented by Eyinnaya Abaribe, Senator representing Abia South, for that purpose was shot down and killed on the floor of the Senate on March 26. Reason – Nwosu was a coward for not announcing the result of the June 12 election even on the pain of death. This was Oshiohmole’s conclusion, which was bought by the naysayers.
Amid the noise the issue generated, Tinubu had promised to recognise the former NEC boss. That was what you saw on Thursday – the fulfillment of that promise. But then, what did the gesture amount to? Pure mockery!
Remember that the event of Thursday, was to mark the 32nd anniversary of the June 12 election, considered to be the purest election ever held in Nigeria. Before now, Abiola, the main product, was conferred with the GCFR – perfect! How then would you give that much recognition to the product and fail to give same to the manufacturer. Isn’t it like giving recognition to a book that has become a bestseller and downgrading the author. What manner of wacky judgement?
Okay, agreed that the GCFR is reserved for Presidents and the likes, even though by offering same to Achebe, Obasanjo had proved that it is not sacrosanct, why not the next rank of Grand Commander of the Order of the Niger (GCON)? But no! They had to scrape something from the bottom pot in a take it or leave it manner.
Why was it that the only person on that list was Wole Soyinka. Quite deserving, no doubt and even long overdue. What is more? This wouldn’t be the first time the renowned playwright and Nobel Laureate, would be offered national honours. He was offered the Commander of the Federal Republic (CFR) in 1986, by Military President, Ibrahim Babangida.
So, he was fully qualified for the GCON. But in the context of the June 12 event, he is not more qualified than Nwosu. Yes, in national and internal rating but not in the significance of that event.
Why then was her relegated? Even Babagana Kingibe, who abandoned the ship and went ahead to take appointment Abiola’s nemesis, Sani Abacha, has since earned the GCON.
Did I hear you ask why again? There is no other credible answer than where Nwosu comes from. Recall no Igbo man crossed the CON threshold including the indomitable Ndubuisi Kanu, who not devoted his entire retirement life in the struggle for June 12 but stood shoulder to shoulder with the rest of the pack.
If Nwosu were Yoruba, he would have since been honoured alongside Abiola. No doubt, the new thinking in Nigeria today suggests that Ndigbo must remain the hewers of wood and drawers of water and thereafter concerned to the glass cage to eat only the crumps.
Unfortunately, Nwosu is no longer alive to ask the vital question every credible Igbo man would have been expected put to Tinubu for such tokenism. Using his own now popular expression, I dare ask the President – this CON award, is it for ewa or is it for garri?
Let me recall an encounter. Some years back, my friend and ally was elected Senate President. Naturally, I went to see him. These were the days you could hop into a flight to Abuja from Lagos and think nothing of it as you would a taxi from Gwarimpa to Central Business Area in Abuja or a bus from Maryland to Costain in Lagos.
Not these days when you needed to engage in a major financial plan to make such a trip, no thanks to the era of “Change,” “Change the Change,” “Next Level” or “Renewed Hope.”
Yes, there was actually a time in Nigeria – not too distant also – when you could make a two way journey from Lagos to Abuja, on a one-week trip, inclusive of feeding, accommodation – and for some of my friends who added man no be wood – with N100,000 and still have some change to dash the man who pushed your trolly at the airport.
That was that era. I simply did that – jump into the next available flight to go and see my friend, hopefully to climb to higher ground – you know what I mean. But things were not the way it seemed. Unfortunately, I didn’t inform my friend before hand. I simply did what I should – what all Nigerians would do. Did I hear you say entitlement mentality. Yes! I felt that way. I accept and own the tag with my full chest.
But for two days, I could not reach my friend. Before now, when he was just Senator, we discussed everyday, sometimes for long hours into the night, both official and non-official issues. How could I have known so quickly so soon that my friend was now the third citizen in the country and that things had changed so tremendously? Well I found out the hard way.
So, for 48 hours, I was in my hotel, dialing repeatedly. Each dial came with the message – the customer you’re calling cannot not be reached, please try later. Frustration? That was an understatement. In the evening of the second day, I was already making my plans of returning back to Lagos when I struck luck. Just one dial and my friend picked.
Nna where you dey?, my friend asked. I dey Abuja now, I replied and went ahead to narrate to him how long I had been in town trying to reach him, to which he offered profuse apologies. I dey my house now, he told me, when I enquired where he was. That was how I set off to Apo Legislative Quarters.
It was in his house that the first shock hit me about how levels had changed. The crowd milling around everywhere announced that much. Of course, somebody was waiting for me at the gate and up and straight we moved to oga’s office inside the house, where he received me warmly.
For about four hours, from about 7.30 to past 11pm, we were just gisting about everything under the earth, including, of course his new job and its challenges, not forgetting the raison d’etre of my coming to Abuja.
He had wanted me to stay for some days more, but my job in Lagos was already under threat and I had to rush back and we agreed to keep the line of discussion open. But then, as I stepped out with my friend into the waiting room and outside, still engaged in spirited exchanges, I could see the hundreds of eyes boring through my vertebrae. Some of those eyes were not friendly at all.
They were eyes from all manner of men and women in thick, huge agbada, flowing gowns and tall gele – important men and women of all shades and sizes – watching this small boy in just jeans and tee-shirts. So, this was the “nonentity” who had kept us waiting? I could hear their thoughts from their stares.
But how could they know. How could they know that for this man, I was once just some cat’s whiskers away from taking a police bullet? During one of the political turmoil involving him and another heavyweight, I was actually in the thick of it and nearly got killed at one point.
What happened? I had just finished interviewing this opponent of his in his house when I stepped out into the streets and met a riotous situation with people running in different directions. A contingent of policemen, called to disperse a protest against this my friend was actually on duty – the Nigerian way, of course.
You know how policemen deal with defenceless citizens – it gives them special pleasure and some of them actually get the hard-on they had missed – when asked to torture, maim or even kill ordinary folks. So they were practically enjoying themselves doing just that.
Incidentally, their leader, an Area Commander leading the operation of sheer brutality and man’s inhumanity to these people was well-known to me and I thought I could intervene somehow.
But I never envisaged what would happen next. As I approached this my AC friend, who was himself a one-time a journalist, before joining the police and therefore had more than mere connection – in fact a soft-spot for his colleagues, what I saw was a lion in the jungle.
“My friend, who are you?” He was addressing me! This was a man who used to come to my office whenever he was driving by or who usually invited me for media jobs. He was now acting as if he had suddenly seen an armed robber. “I say who are you?” He didn’t even allow me to utter a word before barking further orders – “will you run away! Run away now before something happens to you! Save yourself now! Save your life now!”
Nobody told yours truly what to do. Half-walking, half-running, I hurried off from the scene, wondering if this was a dream. Of course, some of his men practically having real fun, were already advancing menacingly towards me, growing like fierce dogs as I hurried away.
Now, none of those scores of eyes boring into my skin as the big man escorted me out of his office in Abuja that night were aware of this dangerous incident or even many more others. They were never aware about how many times I had sprung this man out of very tight corners right from when he was just an ordinary man before he went to the Senate and later Senate President. They never knew how many long hours we spent together strategising. They only saw a young man in jeans.
Why did I write this? Reminiscences! When I watched the verbal brawl between Rufai Oseni of Arise News and Lere Olayinka, on today’s edition of The Morning Show, the popular breakfast programme on ARISE NEWS, television network, I couldn’t help recalling those pairs of eyes on my back on that day. They were eyes of anger and jealousy.
Now, don’t ask me between Lere and Rufai, who is jealous? Just picture this! Who among the two would easily be recognised in the streets or at any gathering of important personalities in Nigeria or abroad? Who is likely to draw Nigerians into the street today if it is heard that he was arrested, justly or unjustly? Who is readily going to get easy visas from foreign embassies without producing the intestines of an ant?
Between Lere, who has used his journalism certificate to defend, first, Ayo Fayose and now Nyesom Wike and Rufai, who uses or pretends to use his Animal Anatomy certificate to make attempts at holding governments accountable, no matter how badly he does it, who is more useful? Therein lies the answer!
Journalism is a Special Purpose Machinery (SPM) for ferreting out malcontent, maladministration and malfeasance in the society, especially in government, without which governance degenerates into an irresponsible cabal or a syndicate that perpetrates its actions in darkness. Who has discharged this responsibility or pretended to do so?
Bottomline: Journalism is earned by words and actions and not by lighting a candle and covering it under a bushel. It is also a choice! Don’t envy those who have earned it, go earn yours! _ The Tiny Voice
In 1992, I was on the entourage of visiting Ibrahim Badamasi Babangida (IBB), to Anambra and Enugu States during his tour of Igboland. I was the reporter of The Guardian in Enugu at that time. Working for then most influential and authoritative newspaper in Nigeria, provided me the opportunity of being in the locus in quo, as the lawyers would say – scene of actions, not only in the state but the heart of Igboland.
Both governors at the time, Okwesilieze Nwodo, in Enugu and the late Chukwuemeka Ezeife, in Anambra, made sure I was incorporated into the planning and execution of the visit by providing the media backbone for its success. I was therefore in a vantage position throughout the event to interpret virtually all the nuances that went with it.
From that position, as I tagged along, I perceived the smell of the breath of all the dramatis personae, as the then Military President, who visited virtually every local government in the two states, made his stops in communities, including mine in Anambra, and witnessed first-hand the outpouring of joy and love for the gap-toothed military General.
I could swear then and today that the ululations that accompanied IBB were not only natural fascinations for his urbane, dainty and suave appearance in his smart military gear, but prompt responses to his personal charm and many more positive attributes including management of the Nigerian diversity.
They were prompt, impulsive, genuine, conspicuous and generative, rather than artificial, contrived or induced – emotions generated out of sincere spur of the moment and excitements borne out of other fanciful stories told by the numerous friends he kept in the area.
I guess you already know where I’m headed. Yes! Pan to that visit of President Bola Tinubu on Thursday, May 8, 2025. Weighed against the balance of reason or passed through the sieve of social scrutiny and political integrity, how would it fair? How do the events fit in? I’ll explain further.
At the Awka edition of the visit, IBB was conferred with the title of Izuatu – meaning one that couldn’t be conquered by evil plots. Why this? Two years earlier in 1990, Babangida survived death by the whiskers of a cat, when Gideon Orkar, a Major in the Nigerian Army, led soldiers to attack him in what could be considered as one of the bloodiest coups in the country.
The events of that episode were still fresh in the mind. To add the pep, even the echoes of the firing squad that eventually saw to the end of Orkar and his fellow adventurers in that failed plot, were yet to die down. So, when the people joined Ezeife in echoing Izuatuuu, as the red cap lowered on the head of the military President, no one was at sea as to the reason.
Now, at the Enugu edition, marking the grand finale, with more traditional rulers from beyond the state, in its recognition as the capital of Igboland, the cap again lowered on IBB’s head, this time with the reverberating echo – Oguguo Ndigbo. Now how does that title – the consoler of the Igbo fit?
After the putsch of 1985 with which Babangida, Abacha and other strong men in the military ended the iron-fist government of Muhammadu Buhari and Tunde Idiagbon, the new regime announced Ebitu Ukiwe as the Chief of General Staff (CoGS). It was a pronouncement that shocked the entire Nigeria if not the world. How could an Igbo man occupy what was seen as the position of the number two citizen in Nigeria in a military government?
It was a tall position which symbolised the mindset of Babangida, as diametrically opposed to the two years of Buhari, where Ndigbo were kept as far away as possible. Notwithstanding the drama that led to Ukiwe’s resignation nobody was in doubt about IBB’s sentiments towards Ndidgo, because their faces were never missing at any time.
In fact, like the Obasanjo, Goodluck Ndigbo were practically in charge of the economy under IBB with the likes of Kalu Idika Kalu and Chu SP Okogwu, quite prominent with Humphrey Nwosu the Chairman of the National Electoral Commission (NEC), and others playing prominent roles in decision making.
So, why would IBB not be deserving of that title? Only recently, it was the same man that came to do a yeoman’s job fixing the decades-old lies that the January 15, 1966 coup carried out by Kaduna Nzeogwu and his men, was an Igbo coup.
Let’s return to the Anambra parody. Since Thursday, when under the supervision of Charles Chukwuma Soludo, Governor of the state, Igwe Chidubem Iweka, Ogalagidi, Eze Iweka111, the traditional ruler of Obosi lowered the red cap on Tinubu’s head with the pronouncement – Dike si mba Anambra, I have continued to scratch my head as to the meaning of the title or its significance to the people of the state the same way those of IBB related.
Pray! What does Dike si mba Anambra connote? Literally, it means a strong man, a warrior or a great man from distant or foreign land. I’ve also reached out to many of my folks including those who were present at that event, but struck no luck in terms of credible explanation.
By the way, I’m quite glad that it was not the Obi of Onitsha, the most revered traditional institution in my state that was compelled to suffer the indignity of handing over that title. It would have been double-whammy for me and tragedy of the highest order were the Agbogidi subjected to such humiliation.
The title doesn’t fit into today’s Igbo political trajectory. In the first place, the Presidency Tinubu is currently enjoying doesn’t belong to the Yoruba. But conspiring with the likes of Muhammadu Buhari, his predecessor, he practically twisted the hands of Ndigbo to collect that job, consistent with his grab, snatch and runaway idea of power. Is that what makes him a hero as implied by that title? Is that what Soludo and his men are celebrating?
In fact, as Governor of Lagos State, Tinubu would have been quite deserving of the highest title in Igboland given how the sentiment of his government tilted towards Ndigbo positively. But that was before he found an alluring political union with Buhari who never hid his place as the number one living hater of the Igbo man.
It is even better understood that Soludo, who was seen fawning around the President like a star-struck child with a Victor Osime or Davido, all the while would claim that the state never had it so good in history as under Tinubu. Such a hyperbole depicted nothing but taking sycophancy to the highest level. Tinubu himself would be amused at the extreme lies, perhaps saying to himself – this man thinks I’m a fool. But this dike si mba!
As I said, not even Soludo’s men have any inkling. Is it an accolade to Tinubu for insulting the entire state with a paltry junior Minister and to one of the most iconic symbols of the state – the wife of Ikemba Nnewi, Emeka Odumegwu Ojukwu to boot – or for snatching the Presidency from them? Pray! What does dike si mba mean? I wait!
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