In the past year I was more conscious as a political animal, I was involved in major discussions as regards our polity, albeit online only, I even wrote a couple of articles which may have been spurred by the way the year started—the Occupy Nigeria protests that somehow defined our willingness to speak as a people with one voice.
Somehow towards the end of the year the Federal Government engaged in a lot of playing to the crowd that shows how clueless they are; from the failed purported Boko Haram talks to the Nigeria Ports Authority chairmanship’s choice, from the failed subsidy probe to the 60 billion mobile phone saga.
I lost steam, I became more and more withdrawn from debates that concerns our rudderless polity—we continuously lament and decry the excesses of our leaders however, no one seems to have a clue on ways to revamping our failing state. Our learned discussions became monotonous and dry with time as they forever proceed in a circuitous manner with no apparent hope for a possible remedy.
It seems everyone up there is solely dedicated to doing all necessary to drive us into perdition, our religious leaders are unfortunately not left out of the shindig, they have meticulously joined forces with the gehazian politicians to loot us into extinction and made it evident to even the simpletons, that as a people we have lost the map to our destination and it is only a matter of time before we meander into a barren shore.
In the corner of my little world I became less and less ruffled by the outrageousness of our plutocratic leaders and their sworn commitment to leading us all into ultimate penury. At a time we seem to have totally gotten it all wrong, we have committed all the necessary errors to qualify as a certified failed state and our leaders keep promising us fresh air while we continually breathe dust from unpaved streets and carbon-mono-oxide from jalopy cars and generating sets.
Then I asked myself at the turn of the year, “Have you lost hope?” I could not answer then or now but somehow I rose from my slumbering hibernation and grabbed devotedly my computer keypad for if with or without hope those charged with this noble duty abandons their pen, who then shall be the voice of the people? Who shall question these pillagers? Who shall tell our children that it can be better done than it is being done?
We may fold our hands and watch, we may even pray, or become selfish by working harder to meet our individual needs—providing personal electricity, buy personal security, personal good roads, adequate healthcare and so on. The question here is, is this a sustainable stance, how long can a man lean back and allow his own brothers pilfer their commonwealth?
Death is the only condition beyond redemption and as the saying goes "there is hope for the living" we can then go further to say there is hope for Nigeria and you and I only if, unlike the unfortunate proverbial dog, we heed the voice of the hunter. And we begin to take deliberate and assiduous steps to becoming a better people and it all begins easily with you and me.
For we cannot continue to blame our leaders like we are not a part of the system, the leaders we have today were the children of yesterday, like I always say, our leaders were not imported they are a subset of all of us, they are your brothers and my sisters and surely a reflection of our average.
It does not suffice to sit back and watch or sit back and write, it is time we make that individual commitment to making us all better by doing it right, let us all shun corrupt practices in 2013 now that 2012 is gone.
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