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Biafra, IPOB, OUK: How are the mighty fallen *Tale of a fallen hero!
By Sunny Igboanugo
Friends, Nigerians, countrymen! Lend me your ears! I have come to condemn Mazi Nnamdi Kanu and not to praise him! The evil that men do, in the past, lives after them, but today, not only lives after them, but with them. And so, it is with Mazi Nnamdi Kanu, who is today having his well-deserved comeuppance as a sole occupant in the dark, sticky and cold dungeon of the Sokoto Prison.
Yes! Such a deserving reward for a man who killed 30,000 of his brothers. Yes! You heard that – you heard well – you heard right – 30,000 souls wasted. Yes! Orji Uzor Kalu was keeping records. And you know, OUK is an honourable man! Was he not governor of Abia State at a time? Is he not a Senator now? Who should know if not the wise man from Igbere, Bende Local Government of Abia State?
Now, let me tell you what you might not know about OUK and this Biafra that has now brought such calamity of colossal proportion to Ndigbo through IPOB? How many of you, dear compatriots know that it was through this Biafra that OUK met his political nemesis – or waterloo – if you like?
How? You would ask me and I’ll answer. OUK, was at a point one of the most popular Onye Igbo living on mother earth. He was even as popular as MNK, if not more popular. I shall prove this because I was at the centre of it all. You know Ndigbo are forever in search of a mouthpiece or authentic leadership. At that time OUK provided both. It started with that outing on that day in the year 2000. I remember vividly, as a reporter representing The Guardian in Enugu.
We all had rushed to Hotel Presidential in the state capital, where the then five South East governors had met. It was yet another cry of marginalisation against Ndigbo in Obasanjo government as President. While his colleagues appeared reticent, cagy and prevaricating on the raison d’etre, it was this selfsame OUK that took the gauntlet and spoke forcefully. The next day, the headlines told the story. Newspapers were awash, feasting on Kalu’s acerbic words that lacerated the President deeply.
Of course, Obj, not one to be browbeaten or let sleeping dogs lie roared back like the lion he was. But surprisingly, while his other colleagues recoiled and returned to their shells like disturbed snails, OUK stood tall and fought back, sparing no unkind words in confronting Baba Iyabo. That was it! Ndigbo had found another man of courage to tell their story and confront their foes.
I still recall that fateful day at the Federation Hall, Hotel Presidential in Enugu in 2021. It was OUK’s day at that year’s edition of World Igbo Day Summit, organised by the World Igbo Congress, a conglomeration propelled by Igbo leaders in the various parts of the word teaming up with like minds at home in a forceful move to create a new base of Igbo leadership.
The only person that had created such crowd in the quantity, but quality of attendance, was the late Ikemba Nnewi, Emeka Odumegwu Ojukwu. Remember the Ezeigbogburugburu at such rare events like the 2004 Mkpoko Igbo meeting in Enugu. I recall how people were practically sitting on each other’s heads and how even an ant could not crawl freely by – how the doors and windows were thrown open and people who found no space inside the hall, primed themselves by the windows and stretching their necks to at least catch his words if they couldn’t see him.
It was at that event that Kalu referred to Igbo leaders as “errand boys” to people in authority. Remember how the media celebrated that event and feasted with that headline! It was not only OUK’s words that travelled far and wide. His image and influence too.
In fact, I remember a particularly personal experience. I had visited one of OUK’s colleagues, a governor with whom I had more than a formal relationship.
I recall as we discussed freely on every subject matter in the world including the obvious gossips men engage in. I had already destroyed two criminally-cold Odeku, which I downed with tastefully-spiced, highly-tempting assorted roast goat meat on the centre table in front of me and was on the third, when my friend, introduced the OUK matter.
“This thing Orji is saying. I agree with him. I admire him,” my friend had ventured. “But you know I can’t do it,” he added – an unsolicited angle that implied an admixture of several emotions ranging from admiration, envy, frustration and even lamentation about his own inability. “But you’re more educated that him,” I interjected, to which he offered again – “but I can’t.”
That was OUK at that time. But then, the cookie crumbled. Nobody knows what entered his head. It must have been the story of that nwa nza, who ate so much and became so full that he challenged his chi to a wrestling match. One morning, Nigerians woke up to screaming headlines in various national newspapers.
One screamed: “Kalu apologises for Ndigbo fighting Biafran war!” That was it. It was like the man who built the Burj Khalifa coming one night to bury dynamites at the base, igniting it to bring the world’s tallest building down to rubbles. A gale of anger swept across Igboland. Denunciation, odium, insult, curses! They came in torrents from individuals and groups. They disavowed; they denounced? Nwataa ekwuwaa onu! Who sent him?
Having been blown-up from the foundation, the intricately-organic, boisterous and humongous trust architecture erected on the Igbo question in Nigeria has since crumbled – dissolving and disappearing like salt on impact with water leaving the once dearly-loved OUK empty and vulnerable. But OUK is a wise man. He wouldn’t be where he is today without that highly-prized element of survival – wisdom – street-wisdom as we call it here.
He has since done the needful – he simply took his equipment elsewhere. Today, he is the official and unofficial mouthpiece of the same forces he appeared to have detested so much in that short period of his reign as, what did they call him then? – The authentic Igbo leader. He has firmly displaced the errand boys of Igboland and assumed their role with the same boldness and fearlessness he confronted Obj to the admiration of even his colleagues.
What is more? APC, has offered him the platform! Today, he is the one preening, burnishing, deodorising, advertising and trumpeting every fetid, stinking, smelly, scheme dished out against Ndigbo from the APC mountainous compost.
Yes! Every putrid, decomposed and rotten element from the APC dumpsite is now handed over to him to clean up and throw to the people as their due offering – the same people he claims to love and lead.
Just as he was never far from his “friend” Muhammadu Buhari, today he is not only by the side of Bola Tinubu, his supposed mate in the class of ’99, but apparently squats somewhere in the ante-room of the Villa, waiting for the bell summoning him to another errand to take to his people.
That is the only reason he will look Ndigbo, nay, the world in the face and tell them that Mazi Nnamdi Kanu killed 30,000 Igbo people – probably more than Osama Bin Laden did as leader of Al-Qaeda. Or wasn’t that what he meant? Don’t ask me if he deliberately withhold the angle of his “friend” – Buhari in the details of those deaths, which he gleefully fielded out to his audience. Ask him when you see him.
More importantly, ask him also, did these 30,000 wasted souls include the young men massacred at the Onitsha Headbridge for just waving the Biafran flag which Buhari considered an act of terrorism? Did it include those wasted through the bullets of Buhari’s men at a school in Emene Enugu, or those men and women seen in a primary school, said to be somewhere in Okigwe, clapping and singing, when men dressed in military gears arrived, knelt down, took aim as in a shooting range and opened fire on? Even Buhari, OUK’s friend could not brace himself to watch the replay when confronted with the video in his interview with Al-Jazeera.
Did it include those who died in Operation Python Dance, including those who were mowed down in Kanu’s Afara Ukwu home in Umuahia, OUK’s backyard.
Yes! OUK told Ndigbo not to be emotional at the fate of MNK but hold him responsible for those 30,000 souls. Why not? But before then, he also needs to clear another intriguing factor? How come since the death of his idol all seem to have suddenly gone quiet with the UGM? How come the same UGM whom Buhari, a General in the Nigerian Army and a former Military Head of State, couldn’t deal with are now being smoked out from their fortresses like bush rats.
How come that they are now being demystified? Recent videos have shown people in Ihiala, Orsu, Lilu and other communities in Anambra and Imo, who had been sacked by the so-called UGM are now returning to their home, clearing the bushes and restoring their houses?
Surprisingly, they are doing so under Tinubu – a bloody civilian – at the death of Buhari – a General? What happened? What magic did Tinubu do? Did I hear you say the difference is in the absence of the “Original Sin? That Tinubu is not continuing the Biafran war against Ndigbo the way Buhari was, which is actually at the root of the entire saga and the reason Ndigbo died wotowoto under his supervision – at least, if Tinubu is, not with the same passion, the same hatred, the same bitterness or the same vengeance? Well, well!
Suddenly, the camps of the UGM – those impregnable fortress not even the world-class Nigerian Army that saved the people of Liberia and Sierra Leone could not penetrate – are now being breached by ordinary ragtag civilian forces and their occupants pulled out and taken away, shaking like leaves – the cowards they are.
In Anambra, for instance, we hear stories and entertained with images of how the Agunechemba – Soludo’s army, daily storm the camps of the evil men, which before now, not even the most fortified soldiers in the world could attempt and vanquish the so-called dreaded occupants, who had remained untouchable for years.
Suddenly, South East governors, who hitherto threw their hands in the air to the daily bloody assaults of the blood-thirsty group during Buhari’s time, seem to have found not only a fresh gusto, but the final solution to the menace.
No more for the apparent and obvious invincibility of the gang of killers. No more storming of prisons and releasing inmates, no more burning of police stations, no more attacking and killings at military checkpoints or destroying INEC facilities. South East is now singing a new song! Only because Buhari is no more?
One more thing! MNK is not the only Igbo the APC appears interested in his case. Now, they have dealt with the noisy International Terrorist – apologies James Omotosho – Justice of the Federal High Court (JFHC), what about Peter Obi?
Tinubu, has just conveyed to him through Bayo Onanuga that he is in his radar. Before now the former Governor of Anambra State and Labour Party candidate in the 2023 presidential election has been accused of everything evil under the Nigerian sun.
Apart from accusing him of sponsoring the last hunger protest that reverberated across Nigeria, last year, Tinubu, through Onanugu and Reno Omokri, say he was the one who went to tell POTUS Donald Trump that Muslims are killing Christians in Nigeria. They say it was Obi who asked POTUS Trump to come gun-a-blazing!
For this “atrocious” act to Nigeria, the President has promised neither to forget or forgive.
Now the question to OUK: What should Obi do? It is evident that since that criminal act of undressing the big Lagos masquerade, exposing and disgracing it in that 2023 election, the Egugun house has neither forgotten nor forgiven and is out to have its pound of flesh.What should Ndigbo – nay – the world expect about their beloved son? Another MNK fate?
But ultimately, the bigger question is the bigger question. How are Ndigbo going to survive the APC-Nigeria now that it is obvious that handing them down the fourth-class citizen is not enough and the APC wants more. We must ask, because, OUK – you’re not only our eyes and ears – you’re an honourable man – a distinguished Senator!
_ The Tiny Voice
Have you been watching the drama happening in ADC? I have, and I have been thoroughly amused doing so. Have you been following the television appearances of Rotimi Amaechi recently? Did you see how the former Governor of Rivers State had been vibrating, assuring of his victory at the party’s presidential primaries?
Did you hear him boasting how he was going to vanquish Atiku Abubakar, former Vice President and now the presidential candidate of the party, indicating that ADC members would prefer him over the seventh-time election-contesting Nigerian record holder, because of his (Amaechi’s) records?
Did you see the vehemence with which he warned that television host, to “stop that nonsense,” for suggesting that he could end up as the VP candidate to the same Atiku? Did you see how he rolled his bulging eyes and how angry he sounded?
Did you read the statement of the former Minister of Transportation, rejecting the outcome of the ADC presidential primaries, even before it was finally announced on Wednesday.
Now, pan the camera to the Abuja home of the same Amaechi – by the way – I could swear the ambiance could compete with the palace of the Sultan of Brunei – how did he do it – but how could I forget his wife is a money-minting machine!
Did you see the selfsame man with Atiku? Did you notice the difference? Did you notice the robustness, the comicalness? Did you watch the chumminess and the camaraderie? What meaning did you read into it? You actually have to be an initiate to correctly read everything perfectly.
Just wait for a few days to hear the announcement. I won’t be the one to tell you that the huffing and puffing, the air-punching and the table-banging is all for one thing – the VP position.
For those who had advocated that Obi stayed back and contested with Atiku, it would have been a fatal gambit. He would have come a distant third in the contest, competing with Mohammed Hayatu-Deen. Not because it will be so by the desires of the members, but the goons, wanted it so and would have made it so.
Even the position of the VP which hitherto had been bandied as his for the asking, would have eluded him. Amaechi was there to pick it up.
You heard Dele Momodu an accomplice in that plot telling you that Amaechi was more experienced than Obi in that interview with Charles Aniagolu on ARISE NEWS Television’s Prime Time.
It was all figured out. If Peter Obi had fallen to the plot he would have been the greatest political mugu of the century. He would have rubbished the rock-strong foundation on which his profile was built and stands today – as businessman and politician.
Indeed the plot appeared skewed towards not only making him wave goodbye to politics forever, but caast a huge slur on his exhilarating credentials that account to his being celebrated as one of the most successful Nigerian business tycoons today.
Only a few seconds and the trap would have snapped. Had he waited a few days more in that ADC environment, it would have been over. He would have been trapped in the odd situation of point of no return.
By now he would have become an object of mockery and an item of sport for his enemies. Tons of them would be having a bellyful of laughter over his ordeal by now – had he wasted a second more.
But having that laugh would mean that the eagle has lost its lustre. Obi isn’t Obi just by name. Now, here is the Obi they wanted to trick into a trap. Still in his early 20s, he drove three cars he bought with his own money before graduating from the university.
First year – a Volkswagen Beetle (today’s Venza) – second year a Peugeot 505 (today’s Prado) – third year – a BMW (Today’s Maybach). Now think of yourself as a student then. Think of your children that are students today. That would bring you closer to the persona in question.
It didn’t end there. Still as an undergraduate, he owned the supermarket on campus. There was more. He built residential houses and became a landlord to students and locals in the university community – one of them, said to be Abubakar Sa’ad, the current Sultan of Sokoto, who was then a military officer.
De hear o! This same Obi, was among the 1,000-ONLY, UK customers the American Express Bank gave their Platinum Cards. You know what that means. In the whole of the UK – including oyibo people of all nationalities doing business.
Before his 33rd birthday, this Obi, had become Chairman of a commercial bank and director of other blue-chip companies. At the same age when his colleagues still clutch files in their armpits in pursuit of jobs, he was already heading a conglomerate of firms dealing with supplies and distribution of goods.
So, add all these up! Imagine the number of intriguing situations he must have dealt with in this long journey. Imagine the boardroom politics. Imaging the various business tricks he must have survived.
In politics, this same Obi practically cut off the head of the political monster prowling Anambra for years.
Before his arrival, the whole of the state was one huge conflagration and cataclysm. Elements sponsored by patrons of evil had razing down structures including the Government House of governor’s residence. Anambra was all chaos – a huge bedlam!
But all these Obi faced and conquered, arresting the tempest, quietening the tide and smoothening the waves – not without battles – there was a deluge of them – but with willpower, wisdom, tenacity, consistency, and above all – courage.
He battled the electoral heist that stole his original mandate, won, then impeachment, triumphed, then abrupt tenure termination, challenged it and returned to power – battled entrenched interests in the labour unions – teachers, doctors, workers – et al – prevailed and handed down a new Anambra sitting on the foundation of sobriety and good behaviour.
Now this was the man they wanted to trick. Obi’s case would have been that of the late John Chukwu, the hero in the tragicomedy, Isubru Ekperi – described as the crab which swam across the mighty ocean, but fell in the woman’s pot of soup.
Had Obi, stayed in ADC to contest against Atiku, his fate would have mimicked Okonkwo in Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart, whom for fear of being thought weak, destroyed his own destiny by killing Ikemefuna and ended up committing suicide! But providence was on his side;
Thankfully, he did not. And today, NDC provides a new horizon. Nigerians are being provided the opportunity of a new country, that could rise from the ashes of the old order – a clean break from the past – a new hope of awakening the sleeping giant!
The Tiny Voice!
By Sunny Igboanugo
On Wednesday, April 22, 2026, Goodluck Jonathan, Nigeria’s 14th leader and the fourth elected President was at the Presidential Villa, Abuja, on a visit to President Bola Tinubu. Nobody knew the content of that visit because discussions were conducted closed doors.
However, knowing Tinubu, would anything concerning him ever be free of politics, especially given the nuances of the season? Would the snake ever give birth to a creature that is short?
Naturally, as it is wont with Nigeria where one event takes over from the other in quick successions, the Jonathan visit, naturally disappeared – buried inside the reservoir of public consciousness.
But then, things have begun to unfold that people are not only now returning to that April visit, but are taking notes as well as connecting the dots.
Nothing yet seems definite, except in the realm of the popular local saying that when a witch cries at night and the baby dies in the morning, the people know where to look.
Indeed, the droppings of the caterpillar on the ground is making people look up to the tree to see if they are actually eating the green leaves on them. Naturally, events around the 14th President, do not look ordinary – at least not that ordinary to escape more than a scant public scrutiny.
So, when on Thursday May 7, 2026 youths stormed the Abuja office of the ex-President urging him to run for the office he left in 2015, after his historic defeat by Muhammadu Buhari, it elicited a deeper interest from the previous attempts. Yes! It wasn’t the first time Nigerians would be making the pitch. Several groups had tried in the past, even as far back as the 2023 elections.
So, the attempt three weeks ago, was not new. But, this time, eyebrows were raised all the same because it seemed to conduce more intriguing interpretations. Therefore, instead of mere passing interests, Nigerians are now interrogating deeply, putting two and two together.
How much did the former President know about that visit? Did those youths ambush him or was he in the know that such a visit would take place? Was it what is known here as an arrangee – a well-crafted political facade?
Then came the angle of the Peoples Democratic Party (PDP). A long time ago, when speculations were rife that Peter Obi, was being courted by the former ruling party to return and run for the 2027 presidential election on its platform, Jerry Gana, a stalwart of the party had served notice that they even had a more seducing and deliverable option. It turned out to be Jonathan.
So, long before the Nyesom Wike devastating blow on the party that has kept it in its prostrate state, Jonathan had been on the cards as the number one option for the party. Therefore, it follows that the current steps the party is taking to draft him in, to run as its candidate in the election, is normal. But is it?
The argument in PDP quarters for the Jonathan choice is because he is the only one constitutionally barred from contesting a second term, he is the most fitted to satisfy all shades of political interests in Nigeria today, especially the North eager to return to power. Quite scintillating.
But seducing as this appears, there is a hugely compelling argument against the move. A groundswell of analysts swear that the ex-President is being pushed into the ring as an instrument to stop Peter Obi, the current moving train threatening to crush the ambition of Tinubu to remain in office beyond 2027. In other words, the sole reason is to play the spoiler role.
Supposing this is the reason. Then what is before us is more fatal than critical. This is the same Jonathan whose singular act of calling Buhari that morning on March 31, 2015 to concede defeat, suddenly catapulted him to a global democratic icon – the same that hops into presidential planes to other countries in Africa to straighten crooked democratic roads.
Now, would the same Jonathan swear with his church mind that Tinubu’s model of democracy is what he would prescribe even for an enemy country, let alone Nigeria? What aspect of the country has Tinubu not damaged. So, what would make him a Tinubu’s ally in the further destruction of Nigeria, if he truly loves the country?
This was the same Jonathan who swore that his ambition was not worth the blood of any Nigerian. Is he not aware that the land on which he’s standing is already soaked with the blood of the same citizens by the sheer butchery that is happening daily in the country under the nose of the most underwhelming President yet? Isn’t this the issue now?
Indeed, not a few people have argued that Jonathan should be in the forefront of the Obi project. For one, Obi was once his appointee apart from being a sworn ally. So, he would be in a position to ascertain his true qualities first hand and confirm that he’s the only one among the lot that could fix the country. Even an imbecile knows that Obi would create the clean break from the past that Nigeria needs today to build the future everyone desires.
Besides, he Jonathan, if anything is substantially part of the reason the South East is in its current state at the moment, the level of support the area gave him throughout his tenure is part of the reason the late Buhari increased his hatred for the Igbo a million times more – a phenomenon he transferred through the APC to Tinubu – and which the current President has been unable to extricate himself from.
Okay, is the former President not aware that the position Tinubu is sitting on today belongs to the South East – the zone that took him like one of them that they even gave him an Igbo name – Ebele. If everyone else shortchanges Ndigbo, would he also join, given the foregoing? What manner of ingratitude would that be?
O yes! He has had his Villa meeting. PDP has adopted him as their candidate. Even the legal barrier that would have stopped him, was cleared on Monday when Justice Peter Lifu of the Federal High Court, Abuja, handed him the all-clear sign. He has told the world that he is consulting. While at it, hopefully, more people would tell him the home truth.
Fortunately, he was the one who said it is easy to wake someone that is actually asleep than someone pretending to be asleep. Regrettably, by his silence since the obscene drama began, it appears he prefers the latter. Therefore, his action would not derive from ignorance.
If he finally bites at the apple, it wouldn’t be because he didn’t know how much Tinubu has messed up Nigeria and the implication of reinforcing him with another four years.
His complicity wouldn’t mean that he doesn’t know what to do to reverse the trend. It would only mean that personal interest has taken the better part of him and not the love of the country.
If he deliberately makes that choice, with both eyes open, then he’s welcome in the hall of infamy rather than honour. Fortunately, there is still a window to prove that the foregoing was a mere political nightmare and not reality. But otherwise, it would be apposite for Nigerians to say in unison – GOODLUCK?
My name is Sunny Igboanugo, I’m The Tiny Voice!
Option A4, occupies a central place in Nigeria’s democratic development. That unique election model developed and introduced in the Nigerian electoral process by Humphrey Nwosu, the late Professor of Political Science, has become a symbol mounted on a standard and raised high above the sky.
It is Nigeria’s mimic of that biblical golden serpent to which both the nation and its citizens look up at and derive instant succour – much like a balm to their heavily-lacerated democratic soul – a wonder device, that once mesmerised the world.
Yes! Anytime Nigerians want to serenade their democratic spirit with the allure of sweetness, they take a recourse to that unique event that happened more than three decades ago, on June 12, 1993. They reminisce on the purity of the process and beauty of the outcome.
Like the saying that precious things come in simple packages, Option A4, was not only as simple as simplicity itself, but was as powerful as the most impactive dynamite – simple enough to break all barriers of ignorance and powerful enough to destroy all electoral bad behaviours defacing the beautiful perspective of democracy.
Here is the process. Voters converge on a location at approved time, get accredited, queue behind preferred candidates, get counted and the votes recorded in approved result sheets. Finish! No ballot-snatching, no ballot-stuffing, no quarrel, no thuggery, no blood on the floor.
Even the issue of proper voting that lead to void votes is eradicated by the process. The electorates need no education on how to vote properly. The issue of thumb-printing in the wrong space or double-voting is taken care of.
Today, in Nigeria, June 12 is designated as Democracy Day, based on the outcome of that election. It was so seamless and produced such a perfect result that the product – Moshood Kashimawo Olawale (MKO) Abiola was never challenged on the inviolability, but on the other ideas the military government in power then had.
But did you see the same Option A4 put to test under President Bola Ahmed Tinubu? Did you watch the primaries of the All Progressive Congress (APC), at various stages, including the one that produced the President as candidate of the party in the 2027 presidential election? If you did, you would understand where your country is currently and where it is headed.
How could anyone have the mindset to deface such a beauty, let alone design a mechanism to destroy it, given its centrality as the bastion of Nigerian democratic commemorations? How could anyone be so wicked as to destroy the most beautiful Nigerian democratic ornament?
It is like pulling the original of Monalisa or the best of Bini Bronze from their protective encasements and smashing them on the floor. It takes a mindset that has scant regard for beauty – a destructive spirit to do so.
But see how easily they did it! See how simple it was for them. It was as easy as jumping from 10 to 1,000 in a simple counting process a primary school child could do.
Did you see the smiles on their faces to indicate how much fun they had supervising the putrid, outlandish and parlous construct – like the lurid expression of a rapist seeking to satiate his lust? Clearly, it did not matter to them the danger they’re putting themselves and future generations – comprising their children and grandchildren, Tragedy!
But what is it that Tinubu and his co-travellers have not destroyed since happening on Nigeria? What pain have they not wrought on the polity? Is it the economy? Think of those rich Nigerians alighting from their fancy cars and jumping into the Lagos Lagoon.
Is it security? Reminisce on the last moments of General Sani Uba, as he watched the approach of the terrorists while crouching on his knees in the forest, having lost the vain hope that his country would save him.
Think of the Oyo school teacher in that final moment as he waited for the impact of that sharp knife on his bare throat, while being slaughtered like a goat at the abattoir. Think of Zamfara, think of Sokoto, think of Kwara, think of Anambra – add to the list – think Nigeria.
Yet, the APC foot-soldiers – including a Deputy Speaker of the House of Representatives – a leader in the legislature – the most important institution of democracy – clowned, jested and had fun.
For them, the rest of the country doesn’t matter. All that matters is Tinubu’s happiness. And the master-strategist, the democratic doyen, the June 12-NADECO icon, was all and about, grinning from ear to ear and lapping everything up.
With economy destroyed from day-one with the impulsive, brainwave – subsidy is gone declaration – with security in tatters that school children, now scurry and scamper in different directions like scared rodents, at the slightest sight of strange faces for fear of being the next kidnap victims – with the national fibric almost giving way from the consistent and unrelenting pressure in running the most nepotistic administration – far worse than the days of the late Muhammadu Buhari, thought to be the worst at a time – what else remains of Nigeria?
Before now, I had grieved that Tinubu deliberately left out Humphery Nwosu in that outlandish June 12 struggle honourees list, when he ought to be the numero uno. I had hoped however that someday, someone more amenable than Tinubu would do the needful. But what hope is there now that Tinubu and his men are tightening the noose on Nigerian democracy? Now this!
The worst part is not that the APC goons committed this heinous atrocity, but in the manner they did. They enjoyed the process. Only mindless characters such as mafia kingpins we watch in movies, take pleasure in inflicting pains. That we now watch such playing out in real life is not only disturbing, it is THE TRAGEDY!
My name is Sunny Igboanugo, I’m The Tiny Voice!
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