Friday, 29 January 2016

Ma w'ariwo oja.


We wonder how the Lord permits us to see some deeply disturbing and negative things in our dreams, and this is to our benefits, for this mere permission is an opportunity for awareness , conquest and complete obliteration of such issues. In this we are more than conquerors, for evil shows itself in the life of a believer in order for it to be defeated the more. And the first temptation happens in our intellect as we struggle to trust in the rectification of such calamities and accept the fact of God's triumph  and the utmost efficacy about the simplicity of our actions which is that of just trusting in Him. 

What I have learnt, is to pray in full confidence, trusting in Him, and believing that any calamity, no matter how terrible or fatal, are not unavoidable, by the complete reversal of fortune, mitigated and leveraged by His eternal and merciful blood and water which gushed forth from His side a fount of mercy for us.

Also, we should not be afraid to revisit the event by writing them down in order to cure the calamity, with courage and trust in His Divine help, since 'b'Oluwa ba ti fi ota eni han ni, ko lee pa ni mo'. Once something is named or written , its strength is decapitated. 'Ala ki i ba omo l'eru ki o ma le e ro'.

Ills are most efficaciously resolved only by facing the ills head-on. And in this case, they become nothing but a mirage. All falsehood indeed are. We must not give in to despair.

As He has many times shown, evil dreams are phantoms even amidst its bullying effect and even when we perceive their effects in real life, they happen as tamed, ineffectual, mitigated events that have been leveraged in the supreme efficacy of His Blood and Water. And we wonder wether the simple prayer made during the night after the evil experienced in the dream suffice to ameliorate the issues, and this is the big temptation, for the knowledge of a simple trust is the power of God and the mustard seed required of Him to move the mountains of evils in our lives and that this prayer said does not happen in isolation, but begs of all the good deeds we have done and soaks them in the ever present Supreme sacrifice which He has gone through for us and this, with our work, passion, trust and faith in the efficacy of it, and remembering we are not alone - we belong to a body of faith, the church - whose petitions and faith are joined with ours. 

Do not swerve from trust in His mercy no matter the evil of the experience in dreams, they are phantoms, but only derive their strengths when we succumb to their fears. They are lifeless on His sight. Devil is simply a bully, look not him in the face. Ma wo ariwo oja. Simply trust.

'They' may call the name they cannot touch on the person that is rooted in Christ. Even though if on waking the trend of fear lurks but a greater conviction of its fantom will prevail. 
This is Similar to sin for a Christian. the knowledge that there was no question of such sin prevails (because of Christ) even though the necessity of confession is required to kill of any guilt from the 'Accuser' that wars on the intellect in the quest of making one believe there is one. 

That is why the Divine Mercy prayer is necessary (in lieu of confession )upon waking after a bad dream. It is a mind war taking place on the level of the intellect, on one side is our sins catalyzing the fear and on the other side is grace catalyzing faith and trust in the absoluteness of the goodness of Christ.

This is also reminiscent of Moses placing before Israel life and death: keep the law or die; and in our case it is between that of fear and faith. Believe in fantom, fear and die or trust in Christ, thrive and live. It is the question of faith and reality, fear is simply a fantom , bad dreams are bullies, they don't exist, grasp on the good dreams and hold on to them in hope, any negative perception is false, the mind is that as great, what you see and believe is what you get. The mind's gift to a Christian is his strength.

And talking of the mind and its magnanimous creativity is a thing of great joy. Whatsoever is good, lovely and of good report; The ability to build on virtually anything, to believe and effect in spite of time and space. But realizing this truth is not the ultimate, it is aligning it to the will of Christ that is. 

We should not get carried away with power. The ultimate prize is staying at Christ's -and the Church's - frequency. Every other thing, even in spite of their altruism falls into nihilism.
Do you believe this or not?

What you believe is ultimately what you get. Stick with Christ and His body, the church. Do not be tempted astray by the magnitude of such power given to a man of faith.

One thing is that, no matter how horrific a dream is, one must not succumb to the temptation of falling prey into believing that they would come true, the devil would then have succeeded in lurking you into fear. Just pray the Divine Mercy, sing psalms, do good works and have confidence. If these things are revealed, it is for you to do what you can to rectify the situation and leave the rest to Christ in prayers, not to mortgage your life to fear. Bad dream for a christian is full of mercy.He normally would shield you and yours with His mighty and holy Arms.

A fool normally would wake up from a bad dream, be gracious it was all a dream, and go back to sleep. A wise person would wake up, pray, with much trust and without fear pick up d story and ponder on what lessons to be learnt from the dream.

Dreams act like this: they pick up occurrences and thoughts from reality, bring them up from the memory bank and knit them into seemingly coherent acts during sleep. A christian would pick up lessons proportional to his depth of thoughts and clarity of opinion in real life, and would, without emotions,be able to separate the tares of the horror from the wheat of the lesson. He would pick up salient lessons while discarding the junks and dreads which occurred during the dream into the ocean of His Mercy.

Bad dreams can be dangerous when you believe more in them than you trust and confide in God.Your bad dream, experienced in purity, aided with prayer and borne in trust is really a form of exorcism. Rather than harming anybody, it purifies you and yours.

Sunday, 3 January 2016

Characters of the 2015 Election.

I have come to the realisation that the frivolous factorisation of the many Niger area tribes and the amalgamation of the northern and southern protectorates into an entity called Nigeria by the colonial masters have had a divine hand and that in spite of the hidden commercial motives of such marriage, The United Tribes of Africa (UTA) - as I call my nation- has come to stay. The earlier we admit this and work towards fostering its unity and progress, in this era and time where size matters, the better it shall be for us.
The past election which shattered forecasts and proved pundits wrong is another proof to this fact. Prior to the election, many have had to battle with presentiments about the state of the nation and about the aftermaths of this exercise; but as we can see, rather than break, it is time to move on.
I scribbled this write-up down just after the election in April, but ‘busy-ness’ would not permit me to have it typed and published. Most of these reflections were taken as I saw it then, and reading it back now, 95 percent of how I see issues then still applies, the remaining 5 percent I have edited to suit my present feeling . I personally believe that upon the 2015 election and its success has hung the future of our Fatherland. This writing is an attempt to pen down my own contribution of this great event and give my sincere, candid opinion about how I feel and what I believe, for the sake of posterity.
I am aware that I am only a tiny speck in the universal ocean of the entity called Nigeria, a nation where I have seen personalities great and horrible. I am convinced of personalities abounding who stay at the pinnacle of the realm of heaven and those who languish in the deepest recess of hell. I have seen that Nigerians, if they are to be parred with personalities that we spend fortunes to read about around the world, would either equal such or even surpass them by miles. In Nigeria, truth cannot merely be worked at; it has to be warred at. So, at this point in time, before the smoke of time puts them into oblivion, I pen down this history in time.
We lack being serious about our entities, we refuse an intense study of our environmental Characters, we value little of those we have at home and the events within us count as nothing until a similar happens abroad and it is propagated, mailed, written, watched and broadcasted, and we consume this and opine it to be more worthy of note than that of our environ.
This is for memory sake, it is my observation about the 2015 election, and it is my look at history as I contribute my quota to the foundational happenings of this land that is so important in the eyes of Destiny. Nigeria has a potential for greatness and it is made for greatness, depart or secede at your own risk. In fact, this write-up is not about convincing anybody, so be prepared about not agreeing with me on everything. It is my personal archive for posterity. I call it ‘Characters of the 2015 Election’. I feel very proud to be a part of this great nation and I am very convinced about its positive place in the future, which is now!
Welcome to the world of my opinion as you read through Characters of the 2015 elections (This I have divided into 4 parts). To be continued tomorrow.
Goodluck Ebele Jonathan (GEJ)
It is not always that one comes across a character that has been held by the hand of luck and helped by fate as Goodluck Ebele Jonathan. His rising to the pinnacle of power in Nigeria is a dramatic story that should be ruminated upon and foretold for time to come. In my opinion, the gods have not deserted Goodluck; he is simply moving on to a broader responsibility. He has a destiny to fulfil and his time to depart has not yet arrived. An ‘erratic’ country as Nigeria is way behind the personality of Goodluck, which is why he struggled to cope throughout his presidential career. He was simply not ‘competent’ enough to handle Nigeria and he obviously did not enjoy his term as President. Part of the reason also would be the way and manner he arrived at the top job, the question I keep asking myself is that, was there really an agreement between the North and the South about power rotation in spite of the absurdity of such notion in modern day democracy? Anyway, I will dwell on this later on, all I know is that GEJ would have been a perfect president for a more serene and developed country, like the Scandinavian Countries for instance, but definitely his sort would fail at handling the complexities involved in a country like Nigeria.
Nigeria is not ready for a ‘gentleman’ President. This brings me to the utmost importance of personality when one is making life choices, whether in marriage or leadership or politics. I have seen how personality should be the dominant factor, if not the most important factor to consider. GEJ, in spite of his altruism and integrity, simply hasn’t gotten the toughness and gut to confront Nigeria’s most critical problems. He felt he could succeed by simply ignoring these critical issues and build prospects in their stead. He brought about a magnificent change to electoral reform such that it would be difficult, if not impossible for this process to be done without in future. He managed to bring about the economic progress of the country at the international front, though many would still argue this has not translated to the average masses. People naturally have the tendency of warding off the big picture and focus on how they are personally affected.
GEJ’s singular act that has made me dole my hat for him is the fact that he conceded to GMB. This makes my heart melt.This is the mark of a real protagonist, and such are in short supply throughout the world. He is a man of peace. Some would argue that he had no option, but tell me, since Nigeria’s Independence in 1960, how many leaders have done this? In spite of setting up an electoral process that worked against him, he nominated an incorruptible personality to be the umpire; he allowed this man to pick the best men from respective universities and ultimately gave up power without a blood spilled. If that does not move your heart, few things on earth would. This man is unique.
I have seen people who loose elections and have let out the poor to die on their behalf. I have seen someone who completed his term and would change the constitution to permit his 3rd term, and shed tears openly when he faced the inevitable. I have seen someone, who rather than vacate was prepared to die – and whether by God or by ‘jazz’ , I don’t know, he eventually died between two women. I have seen someone who in spite of the tumults and death and open injustice could only say he was stepping aside….Go down the route of Nigeria’s history, you’ll discover how tough it is for the powerful to come down from the top. Death was simply easier. Okay, you say it’s easy, how easy is it if you have ever lost a job or failed a class? And that is just a tiny speck in relation to power. I know GEJ has a phlegm charism that has depleted Nigeria’s choleric personality, but all I can say with all boldness he’s got a beautiful heart. You aren’t seen all of him yet, I know.
General Mohammadu Buhari (GMB)
I strongly hope GMB’s arrival would bring real change back to the country. I'm convinced that, had his reign not been thwarted in 1985, Nigeria would have become a much better nation than we have today. GMB’S brief reign in 1983 was harsh for the corrupt but welcomed by the sane, and the economic improvement between 1983 and 1985 until he was overthrown is a fact we can all Google out. Nigerians got tired of a ‘Theory X’ President in GMB and willingly welcomed the intelligent ‘chop I chop’ smiling stylish man, IBB. And IBB bastardized everything.
I would say though, It was really during Shagari’s reign between 1979 and 1983 that I started witnessing economic collapse and how the prices of every products sky-rocketed, disappeared from common markets and became the exclusives of the rich, all in the name of his ‘Austerity Measures’ programme, whose windfall ended up in the pockets of corrupt officials. GMB took over in 1983 with ‘WAI’ programme and things were getting better, but IBB thwarted it in 1985 and came with ‘Structural Adjustment Programme (SAP)’, and our suffering simply continued.
The test of Buhari’s spirit is in his incorruptibility and his never-say-die attitude, the attitude for instance, in his ‘clean sheet’ profile in every government position he has held (Remember PTF?) and of contesting four times before victory.
But certain things need to be soul-searched about the man GMB. The question may be asked: At what point does ambition become desperation? In the pursuit of personal goals, should it become a do or die affair? To what extent did Buhari and his colleagues take part in fuelling the Boko Haram crisis? Was Buhari a face of the Northern oligarchs bid to take power at all costs? Did he really say he would make Nigeria ungovernable or not? In the pursuit of success, to what extent shall we battle until we accept ‘destiny’?
What goes around comes around. I strongly believe we would find these questions answered in the performance of GMB in his current tenure. Events have a way of either vindicating us or bringing us to justice. Nevertheless, this is another character, tested of resilience and courage which duplicates the true Nigerian spirit.
Prof Attahiru Jega
Jega is a personality that shows how worthwhile it is to go to school and to be confident about what you are doing. To me, the best man of the election is Professor Attahiru Jega with his colleagues. Professors are not bunch of idiots; they know things we don’t know. Jega articulates professionalism, leadership and proficiency. The smoothness, openness and systematic manner of his procedure, I would say, is not something that is normally witnessed in our ‘Cowboy’ culture. His manner of approach would naturally attract one to the academia. Jega has a leadership quality of a President. He is calm, composed, intelligent, respectful and devoid of the ‘giragira’ mannerism that has characterized the average Nigerian citizenry. The way he buckled Orubebe and the calm composure he displayed during the tense counting procedures are vivid examples of his competence. It is not enough to be schooled only in the head, but also in the heart. In character and learning, And Jega epitomises all that.
Bola Ahmed Tinubu (BAT)
BAT is a fighter, a warrior. A real political leader who knows how to get his hands dirty when it matters. I was a witness of how BAT checkmated OBJ from catching Lagos in 2003 and 2007. Some say BAT is corrupt, which most likely is true, but Tinubu sure knows how to battle the Nigerian Principalities and win. Even in an increasingly complex but open national political terrain as we witnessed in the last election, BAT has been able to manoeuvre himself unto supremacy amidst the quantum terrain of Nigerian politics.
I know how this battle against the powers that be leaves very few politicians untainted; and Bola Ahmed Tinubu, though smart, is not part of those few. In fact BAT has become what he has warred against, even though few would equally argue against the fact that Bola Tinubu is not a renowned and well deserved political leader. He is a game changer who knows when, how and with whom to align his political comradeship.
Like him or loathe him, BAT has become a mighty factor in determining Nigeria’s political future and all power brokers as of now have to pay him some respect. But BAT’s position will soon get archaic; I'm talking of the Godfatherism position that acquires everything for survival. The very position that Tinubu has warred against is what he has become, and the end of such position is nihilism. Anybody beside BAT should give him a pinch and tell him to wake up and be a real man.
Principalities
Principalities can come in the face of a person or they manifest through clumps of bodies within an entity. They are such that hinder – knowingly or unknowingly - the progress of an institution. And there are many principalities in Nigeria, quite many. GEJ had the lofty vision of ridding the country off these principalities, but his being too nervous and being over calculative about it was his main undoing. The Principality culture got him overwhelmed and in the end,he would rather ignore them and focus on development than confront them. Would confrontation have worked? We don’t know, but what is obvious is that his other nonchalant strategy did not work either.
I see in Nigeria a country whose elders are not ready to let go, and are hell bent at retaining power at all cost, this is quite worrying. Not because elders are not needed in positions of power, but the continual perpetuating and recycling of these structures do not ultimately do well for the prosperity of the nation. The GEJ’s experience shows how really powerful, deeply entrenched and wildly desperate these Principalities are (I shall avoid naming names); and how experience, influence and strong character is needed to defeat such. These were often lacking in him.
The notion of principality is in a heart that is solidly opinionated, that believes in a sole singular mannerism and action, that languishes within a petrified heart, that bullies his or her way to get whatever, and the longer that he remains in this petrification, the more difficult it is for him to accommodate any other opinion, idea or ways that are contrary to his or theirs. Principalities are rife within our Politicians, in the Army, in our Monarchies, within our Business cultures, in our religions and in our families; all around us we see this deadly virus of death within our populace.
GEJ was well meaning, but the Principalities are still very powerful. Like my brother once said: ‘If the devil were an ugly black horny being with long tail, holding a long fork, few of us would be underneath its yoke’, but devil resides in the characters that I have just described above. May God deliver us. Amen.
Religious
The religious saga of the 2015 election is reminiscent of the middle ages. It became an open defiance as clergies entered deep into the forays of Politics, leaving vacant the position of Fatherhood. You may disagree with me regarding whether religious leaders should play open and active parts in partisan politics, but posterity will judge this.
On a personal note though, I have always been wary of a Church-State dichotomy, even though I know such ‘temporary’ divide is necessary for certain peace to prevail, but such model is ultimately unsustainable. One thing is certain though, it is better to talk and take action regarding events within our environ than to stay aloof. It is better to be hot or cold than to be lukewarm. I know of religious figures who stayed so much aloof during this important period of our national history that one often wondered whether they were Nigerians. Virtue lies in the middle, but it is not lukewarm.
In 2015, I witnessed prophecies about the election conflicting between respected Pastors, I saw those cursing the opposition and whoever dared support them, in the name of authority from God. I read about Pastors being involved in arm conflicts. I saw Imams and Sultans openly vying for Boko haram and their deadly causes. God shall tell. That is the scandal that takes place when elders become over active in kids plays.
We have a popular folk-song that goes as such: ‘In a village where the leader sells ‘pot’, where his wife sells booze and their son is a hooligan , you should naturally expect the reign of evil to persist’. That is not far from the truth about what is happening within our religious bulwarks.
South-South/South-East
The issue of allotting a position simply because of a person’s jurisdiction, even with the open knowledge of his lack of competence at tackling an entrenched anomaly, is a myopic view with the assured consequence of perpetuating mediocrity. Wole Soyinka said most of those who would vote for GEJ in 2015 would be doing so, either for selfish reasons or out of ethnic biasness.
We arrived at deep tribal and religious biases in our nation as a result of an entrenched distrust within the populace. Have we healed the deep rooted scar of the Biafra war? No we haven’t. The 2015 election was a revisit of the Biafra war in another dimension. It never ceases to amuse me how droves in the South-East would opt for GEJ in spite of his blatant incapability. It worries me how the nation still remains deeply divided between pure geographical, ethnic and religious sentimentality.
The South-South cum South-East have seen how big Nigeria is. In spite of the rocky solidarity that transpired within this block, it counted as little towards the ultimate number that allowed GMB’s victory, even though I suppose any attempt by GMB to take his pound of flesh and not to be broad minded enough to work at an open integration of the nation, would only open the unhealed Biafran wound. I see Biafra may just lurk at the corner without proper care.
North
Was there really a pact? Was there a gentleman’s agreement amongst PDP stalwarts regarding the shift of power back to the North after Obasanjo? How true is the notion of an agreement about rotational Presidency between the North and the South, or is it between the North, West and the East? In Law, a verbal agreement is binding, to what extent was the Northerners’ claim, after Yaradua’s death, that there was a power rotational agreement that was not honoured? Is Boko Haram a response to the dishonour of this pact by the Southern Oligarch’s or is it simply an extraneous reaction? To what extent is Boko Haram more political than religious? These are questions whose answers would become clearer in the time to come.
South-West
The South-West’s mix and match politics is how I would love Nigeria’s politics to evolve, transcending at large both tribal and religious biases. With the notoriety of the core north, the South East and South South, in line along deep seated biases, the South West for once became a swing region where no political domain was assured of any control. This was more as a result of the fact that no South Westerner was vying for the Presidency.
It could be argued that the APC worn virtually all the states aside Ekiti, but the beauty of this Zone’s politics in 2015 is that, except for few states, APC only won by ‘whiskers’ and as such there was no guaranty of any future domination. It took an open bullying from the Oba of Lagos before Lagos could escape the demise of the PDP.
It is the first time that the South West whose majority states were won by the APC, would be streamlined into the core ruling party of opposition (Remember, they did not vote for Obasanjo’s PDP then and MKO was not allowed to rule). Amidst all their cries amidst opposition, the ball is in the South West’s courts to make claim of the change they have always clamoured.
Conclusion
This marks the conclusion of my essay , just in time before the New Year. Wishing you all a happy new year.

Bambino

Life, happiness, truth, peace, progress,freedom; these did not start as a man, strong and daring, nor within the realm of great wealth, or in the capacity of a splendid career built on unsurpassed intelligence . It started as a baby, frail, vulnerable, and delicate. And this is truth, it is the perpetual face of liberation. Today, if our capitalist consumerist society but know what brings happiness, if the advocates of the culture of deaths - in abortion, wars and egomania- but know what brings authentic freedom. If the 'rat racers' for wealth to the detriment of life but know that true peace starts with a child, continues with children and rests in our resolve for life against death. It's position starts in our decision to have babies if married, not to abort when pregnant , to care for kids against an overt pursuit of wealth. We live within a culture that wars between children and desires for wealth, between life and death, between this freedom eternal and perpetual slavery. Look upon the face of this baby born today and decide. Wishing you all a wonderful happy Christmas.

Tuesday, 8 December 2015

Esan: On Karma and Mercy. Part 2

Karma builds on the principle of ‘What goes around comes around’. ‘Esan ko gbo’ogun’. This principle defies physical and spiritual manipulations. Though it is right that on justice lies the principle upon which this world was created, I believe in a power that alleviates, mitigates, leverages or even entirely removes the effect of a negative karma, esan or justice, as the case may be. This power is called mercy. Mercy allows one to do anything and get away with it. Mercy is the king of justice. But before you can utilise mercy rightly, you’ll need to acquire love and humility.
The principle of balancing, often called justice, is the foundation upon which the world was found. You find this littered in various scientific postulations. In Physics we say actions and reactions are always equal and opposite. This has translated into many numerical equations, upon which our scientific and technological and economical age has been built. For instance we can tell of the balancing of chemical reactions in Chemistry and balancing of financial statements in Accounting, to name a few. It is on this pedestal of balancing that all the earthly elements and the cosmos principles are built. Whatsoever you sow you shall reap.
Do not be overly jubilant if you are a righteous man, the genius of this numerical similitude is Mammon, no matter the level at which you excel in righteousness, right from when our first parents Mr & Mrs Adam broke the Pandora’s box and ate the apple, we have been incapacitated in the finite world under the conquest of its prince, oga Mammon. Mammon is an adept at cooking up reasons why we should be punished, and no amount of your good deeds is capable of transcending this just punishment. He is not called the Accuser of brethren for nothing. You cannot beat him at his game; he is a genius of the natural laws. As long as you are finite, you are under his shackles. Ogun gun.
Only an Infinite can translate an ideal into the natural. Infinity is needed before an atrocity can be leveraged, mitigated, minimised or completely obliterated, and before an Infinite can be ideally efficient, it has to thrive within a medium of nothingness. This infinity is Love. On that basis is the necessity of Christ, the God-man and Mary, the wo-man. Christ is this love; Mary is this humility that is nothingness. There is a lot I would like to say regarding these two but for the benefit of the topic I shall resist the temptation to digress.
Christ is the Infinite, Mary is the nothingness. Take it or leave it. To gain victory over a negative Karma, you need to bask in the arena of the infinity of love and the nothingness of matter without succumbing to despair, and faith is the capacity to do this. Faith in Christ enables a rectilinear transcendence without subjectivity under the karma effect of your past deeds, for He alone is the holy one. He alone has paid the price that has enabled Mammon’s capability over everything natural to be subjugated and this is what is called mercy. That is the mercy upon which the Abrahamic covenant between God and man was built and was made infinite by the blood of the Lamb.
As we have said, faith in Christ becomes the capacity of transcending a negative karma, but is it an anyhow faith in him? What is this faith? In what depth and breadth should be the capacity to conquer a billionth year old genius who is referred to as the prince of this world? What we are up against is no child’s play. ‘Omode o m’oogun o n pe l’efo’. This world is vast and its deadly ideologies are deep, the accuser is strong, ‘eni ti Sango ba t’oju e yo’da ni…’ Christ called the faith that is needed for this conquest a mustard seed that moves mountains by words, but few have seen mountains moved, much less by mere words.You need a personal encounter with Christ, but be not deceived by going faith solo, you need to belong to a body, His body, the church . A church tested by the universality of its mission and the depth from which its faith thrives… I rest here for a while.
But remember this: In order to escape from the just principle upon which this world was found, that is: esan, karma, justice et al, you need mercy, but to acquire mercy you’ll need the help of Love and humility, but you’ll need to provide a faith in the only conqueror of Mammon: the Christ, Jesus. And you risk calamity if you dare go solo, you need his body, the church to do this. And to what extent and depth is the faith of your church?

Monday, 7 December 2015

Esan: On Karma and Mercy. Part 1

There is a very justified reason to be concerned about the sanity of our world. For instance, the extent at which our media is littered with homosexuality and anti-life contents, either directly or subtly is a source of concern. Any enthusiast of the latest Hollywood blockbuster would share my sentiment. There seem to pervade within the western media a current culture passionate about enthroning gays as champions of love and civilisation. I wonder what future we are founding for our children.
A Yoruba proverb says ‘Bi omode ba subu a wo iwaju, bi agbalagba ba subu a wo eyin wo’. Simply put: ‘When a young person falls he looks ahead to the future, but when an elderly person falls he looks backward into history’. Before we descend into any adjudged superficial sentimentalism, I invite us into the position of adulthood and eldership and beckon us to look at history and the primordial causality of this momentous gay-ish experience that is descended upon us today and thus reposition our actions and attitudes as responsible adults, if at all we are passionate about bequeathing a sane posterity.
I take us back to the 2nd World War. It is very easy for us to remember the holocaust as a systemic murder of the Jews but very few remember or have learnt about the brutality meted on the gays by Hitler. And this was not the beginning; when you delve into history, you will find it littered with the inhumane atrocities meted out down the ages on these people by all the 3 Abrahamic religions, from which the present sentiments against homosexuality are derived. I don’t know if this was same before Abraham.
I argue that the present day gay prevalence is borne out of the past callous and nonchalant punishment meted on them in the past. Hate, even of one’s enemies changes nothing; it simply turns things round, returning one often back to square one. It is easy for the ‘sane’ majority to turn blinded sensibility on the often justly meted out punishment on the ‘insane’ few. He who kills by the sword dies by the sword. Even when we feel a natural satisfaction over a just sentence pronounced on whoever we perceive as wrong , the extent at which the punishment is callous and devoid of mercy and love is that which it serves as manure feeding both the justly and the unjustly punished. For instance those who argue for the murdering of homosexuals are simply turning back the tides of time. What if their children become one tomorrow?
History is littered with examples to buttress my point. I’ll start from home. Both the Oyo and Benin empires settle waverers, criminals and slaves by the coasts of the Atlantic. These people are often useful when human sacrifices are necessary for the oceanic gods or goddesses, whence comes the name ‘ije-ibu’, that is, food for the ocean. Lagos’ history is filled with stories of criminals dimmed unfit for the society, thus either sold as slaves or rendered as food for the ocean. Fast forward to our age, it seems the destiny of Nigeria as a whole is dependent on how Lagos performs, an area once considered fit for waverers; and Ijebus remain national champions of the economy, even today. Call no man unfortunate. This reminiscences how the British once treated the Australians; today, many Britons beg to resettle in that land.
I am indeed not arguing for the morality of the case considered as criminal. What I am pointing out lies deep in the heart of those who hold power and of the desire of the populace to either support callous punishment or to be nonchalant about them. When you refuse to punish in love, you risk a boomerang -sooner or later-from the hand of the offender.
Let’s move a bit abroad. For more than 300 years after Christ, the Christian sect was deemed unfit for the contemporary society and were either curtailed or slaughtered, but the whole western civilisation is today built on Christian principles. The protestant sect was a cult of heretics, deemed either to be thrown into prison until recantation or burnt at stake, but today Protestantism is booming massively. The Jews, right from after Christ were being ostracised and battered from right, left and centre, by Romans, Christians and Moslems alike, the culmination of which was the murdering of over 6 million Jews at the holocaust. Now Jews hold universal supremacy in science and economy.
That is why I don’t give up on my skin. For over 400 years there has been series of injustice and slavery meted out on the Black race and I know it’s only a question of time before Blacks find the right pedestal for universal supremacy. Majiyagbe. Esan ko gbo’oogun.
I hope my argument can be deciphered. History is on the side of the punished, even when they are wrong. Heartless and callous punishment has no synonymity with truth; it only serves to fertilize the strength and power of the punished who are helpless at defending themselves. The harm of the past is done, and while I am not against punishment, we must, individually and collectively introduce love and mercy more into our punishment or we run the risk of it boomeranging against us. ‘Oko t’aa so m’ope l’ope n so mo ni’. Judge not and you shall not be judged. That is some of the rationale behind some nations’ rejection of capital punishment.
In part 2 of this write up I shall deal with the capacity to circumscribe this esan and karma, to do something and get away with it by either liaising with a Man of great love or hiding under the canopy of people with great Faith. Forget what you think you are, God decides this capacity . God bless.

Friday, 13 November 2015

MOTHERLAND

MOTHERLAND
I lingered to pen this, but how else would succour be gotten if the ills bedevilling her be untold?
My Motherland.
Heat pervades her and her wind is often at standstill.
She beclouds my awareness and my insightful thoughts were blurred.
Mediocrity reigns in her, bolstered by tribal, religious, age and sexual biases.

Forget the hype about her improved power; blackout is still the order of her day-
Noises from gen-sets causing mental havoc.
We walked with 2 mobile phones, often dual sim, as her networks are unpredictable.
Her Internet perpetually slow, vehicle traffic jam a miniature of hell.
Building fabrics and public roads all in comatose.

She is an ecosystem for survival of the fittest where the physically, emotionally and spiritually disabled are trampled and relegated.
Hypes about spiritual contentions are rampantly felt.
But negative forces seem to me to be gaining more grounds.
In Motherland nothing is secure.
Nerves wrecked even at hands traveling to pocket checking often for phone and wallet.
A warlike arena where fear rules.

Yet in her spite, I beheld some budding hopes.
Budding hopes at the spate of land developments in her towns and cities.
Budding hopes seeing average families possess mobile phones with internet; pay TV to connect cultures; bore holes for readied water and gensets for power generation.
Budding hopes at the deep political consciousness and sensitivity of her populace.
Budding hopes for the gift of spiritual houses giving the poor glimmers of hope.

We may say much of her ills, this mother that brought us forth.
But until we join in curing her ailments and boosting her hopes
Shall our destiny be eternally settled
From this land I was begotten
She brought me forth amidst work and toil
And I shall forever be faithful at the work of her prosperity.
Mother, poor dear Motherland.


Monday, 9 November 2015

ON NAIJA ROAD


The road is our common rendezvous
Big, small; Man, woman; rich or poor.
An exchange of aura, an interaction of spirits, a transfer and mix of forces happens on the road.
The road becomes a locus of relationship in any nation, city, town or village.
It can be said that on the road, we share a common home within the land that we belong.
Live in a mansion house of marble floor with silk hangings
But the communal happenings on your road is what ultimately defines you as an entity in the eyes of an outsider.
Take me along a road in any city and I shall tell of what the average home be like and the condition of the average heart.
And my testimony is that it does not glitter at all on the road of my land.

Each day’s experience of road traffic becomes as of a war.
We blame smokers but fare worse from inhaled fumes translating from vehicles’ exhausts.
Our roads are an ecochaos of lawlessness and disorder where the survival of the fittest reigns.
We have formed a mastery of bullying from horn rages translating from virtually every vehicle.
Swearing and cursing from drivers and passengers alike are taken as norm.
Hell miniature where no commonsensical rule is obeyed
Vehicles proceed even at a beckon of red from the traffic light.
Heaven beckons for pedestrians crossing the zebra line hoping vehicles would stop.
One way route is non-existent as it turns dual at the slightest traffic provocation.
Absolute defiance of commercial riders and drivers: from okada to keke to cabs to danfo to Lorries and trailers; the smaller the vehicle the more defiant and daring its driver.

No chance of ‘African time’ abating soon, not with the perpetual prevalence of unpredictable traffics and hold ups, worsened by alarming road conditions and traffic disobedience.
Long live Tokunbo vehicles, for it makes little economic sense to ply brand new vehicles on roads where potholes are more prevalent than smooth roads.

It may be debatable which comes first: tarring road or tarring stomach
But if we remain silent and the abnormal is not mentioned, it becomes a norm
We owe our
roads a revisit of its nature and culture.