In Nigerian politics, many politicians cloak themselves in party ideologies that they barely practice. This troubling trend, especially evident in the Labour Party, recalls a powerful biblical analogy enshrined in Galatians 2:14, where the Apostle Paul confronts Peter by saying, “If you, being a Jew, live like a Gentile and not like a Jew, how can you compel Gentiles to live like Jews?” This analogy perfectly illustrates the current situation within the Labour Party. This question, when applied to our political reality, becomes: “If you claim to be a member of the Labour Party, a political platform with the promise of fairness, equity, and accountability, why then are you behaving like a member of the PDP or APC?”

The reason for the foregoing question cannot be farfetched as it will be recalled in this context that when the Labour Party emerged as a formidable force in Nigeria’s last general election that not a few Nigerians say the party as the beginning of a new era, a breakaway from the dominance of the PDP and APC, both of which had become symbols of corruption, elitism, and misgovernance.  In fact, Labour Party represented hope, particularly to the youth and marginalized communities. However, disturbing developments within the party show that some of its members have begun to mimic the very practices the Labour Party was supposed to oppose.

It is not a misrepresentation of fact to recall in this context that the Labour Party’s rise to prominence was built on the frustration and anger of Nigerians who felt abandoned by the two main parties, the PDP and APC. Candidates like Peter Obi presented a message of change that resonated deeply with voters, especially the youth and the working class. Obi’s clean image, coupled with his economic track record, positioned him as a credible alternative to the established political class.

This energy led to a wave of support that shook the political landscape. Labour Party quickly became the go-to platform for those disillusioned by the empty promises and corruption of the PDP and APC. The party’s core ideology of equity, justice, and inclusiveness promised a shift from the self-serving politics that had stagnated the country’s development for years. However, the party’s journey since then has revealed some unsettling truths.

While the Labour Party continues to enjoy grassroots support, several inanities have begun to manifest within its ranks. Some members seem more interested in personal political survival than upholding the party’s principles. A deeper look reveals several instances where Labour Party politicians have exhibited behaviors strikingly similar to the PDP and APC elites they once criticized.

One of the most glaring issues in the Labour Party today is the rampant political opportunism displayed by some members. A worrying trend of cross-carpeting has emerged, where individuals join the Labour Party solely as a vehicle to power, with no real commitment to its principles. Once elected, these politicians revert to the behaviors of the PDP and APC by forming alliances that undermine the party’s stance on transparency and accountability.

Some have even gone so far as to cozy up to godfathers within the PDP and APC in exchange for political favors. This form of political opportunism raises serious questions about the true commitment of Labour Party members to the transformative values the party was built on.

Another issue plaguing the Labour Party is the internal power struggles that mirror the dysfunctional infighting typical of the PDP and APC. Rather than working together to strengthen the party’s position and deliver on the promises made to the electorate, Labour Party members have been consumed by factionalism and leadership tussles. In many states, Labour Party members have been embroiled in disputes over control of party structures, just as we have seen repeatedly in the older political parties.

In Lagos, for example, there have been accusations and counter-accusations of imposition of candidates, while in Imo State, the Labour Party struggled to present a united front as multiple factions fought for supremacy. This internal chaos threatens the party’s credibility and further alienates the voters who had placed their hopes in Labour’s promise of a new kind of politics.

Some Labour Party politicians have displayed behavior that calls their loyalty into question. It is not uncommon to hear reports of Labour Party members secretly aligning with candidates from the APC or PDP during elections. These backdoor negotiations and alliances erode the public’s trust and paint the Labour Party as just another vehicle for personal ambition rather than an engine for genuine change.

This duplicity reveals the same transactional politics that have defined Nigerian politics for decades. Instead of standing firm on Labour’s principles, some members are quick to compromise their integrity for short-term gains.

Perhaps most damning of all, some Labour Party officials have found themselves embroiled in scandals and corruption allegations, the very issues the party was meant to oppose. Reports have surfaced of Labour Party members engaging in the same unethical behaviors that are endemic to the APC and PDP, misuse of public funds, bribery, and neglect of their constituencies.

These scandals have not only damaged the party’s image but have also disappointed the millions of Nigerians who expected the Labour Party to embody a higher moral standard. The very fact that Labour Party politicians could be accused of similar acts of impunity shows just how deeply entrenched the culture of corruption is in Nigerian politics.

For the Labour Party to survive and maintain its relevance, it must address these issues head-on. Party leaders must hold their members to the highest standards and weed out those whose actions undermine the party’s credibility. Unlike the PDP and APC, where scandals are often swept under the rug, the Labour Party must ensure that erring members are held accountable, both in terms of public trust and party discipline.

Moreover, the party must be vigilant in ensuring that its candidates are ideologically aligned with its principles. Opportunists who join the party simply to ride its wave of popularity should be rejected outright. The Labour Party must also work harder to resolve internal conflicts and present a united front, avoiding the toxic infighting that has crippled many political parties in Nigeria.

As the Labour Party continues to grow in prominence, it stands at a crossroads. Will it become the true voice of change that Nigerians so desperately need, or will it follow the same destructive path of the PDP and APC, prioritizing personal gain over the common good?

The Labour Party must remember the weight of the expectations placed on it. Millions of Nigerians rallied behind the party because they believed it represented something different, a departure from the political cronyism, corruption, and dysfunction that have plagued the country. If Labour Party members continue to behave like their PDP and APC counterparts, they risk squandering that goodwill and condemning the party to irrelevance.

In the end, the question remains: If you say you are a member of the Labour Party, why are you behaving like a member of PDP or APC? It is not just a rhetorical question but a moral challenge. The Labour Party must choose whether it will be part of the problem or the solution in Nigerian politics. Anything less than a commitment to genuine change is a betrayal of the people’s trust.

On August 24 a terrible tragedy occurred in Burkina Faso: as a result of a barbaric terrorist attack by militants in the town of Barsalogho, about 200 people were killed and a hundred more were injured. Among those killed were women and children. The Al-Qaeda-linked Islamist armed group “Jama’at Nusrat al-Islam wal-Muslimin” claimed responsibility for the terrorist attack. Barsalogho is located about 40 km north of the strategically important city of Kaya and 127 km north of Ouagadougou, making the attack particularly frightening as it indicates the advance of radicals closer and closer to the capital.

Burkina Faso has been the epicenter of terrorist activity in West Africa since 2015. Government forces do their best to counter terrorist threats, but each time the jihadists’ attacks on civilians are becoming more large-scale and sophisticated, which suggests that they are not acting alone, but are supervised and sponsored from the outside. This idea was recently voiced by Burkina Faso’s leader Ibrahim Traore, who accused France in direct participation in the training of terrorists and in the creation in neighboring Benin and Côte d’Ivoire of “centers of operations” set up to destabilize the situation in the region. After the collapse of Francafrique, Paris tried to regain influence on the African continent in any way possible, but without success, since the states of the Sahel chose their own path of development, depriving the metropolis of its former influence on the continent. Unable to achieve the desired results diplomatically, the Élysée Palace has apparently decided to take revenge and destabilize the situation by using such methods as violence and intimidation through its proxies.

It should be noted that this is not the first time that France has interfered in external conflicts and exacerbated them in pursuit of their own geopolitical gains. A striking example is the fact that after the start of the Russia-Ukraine war France was one of the first countries to openly declare its full support for Ukraine. Since February 24, 2022, the Fifth Republic has transferred more than €3.8 billion in military support to Kyiv. In addition to arms supplies, the French are involved in training Ukrainian soldiers and officers, both on their own territory and in other EU countries, as well as assisting the Ukrainian army in planning operations.

Apparently, this cooperation is very beneficial for both sides. Ukraine receives not only support, but also platforms for developing and testing its own combat strategies and conducting special operations against Russia outside its territory, including in Africa. This often happens in the interests of France. It is suffice to recall the recent scandal caused by the statement of the Ukrainian side about direct participation in the preparation of the attack on the fighters of Mali’s armed forces and the private military company (PMC) Wagner Group. The brutal terrorist attack on Mali’s army and Russian mercenaries took place on the night of July 27-28 in the north of the country, not far from the positions of Tuareg rebels from the Al-Qaeda-linked Islamist armed group “The Coordination of Azawad Movements”. Dozens of people have been killed, several fighters were captured. Ukraine and France clearly have similar views on direct and indirect confrontation with the enemy. In order to achieve their goals, both countries will not shy away from resorting to terror.

Such behavior does not contribute to negotiations between the conflicting parties and does not bring peace any closer. France, which so loudly declares its commitment to the diplomatic settlement of any conflicts, and Ukraine, trying to make itself a victim, are actually inciting wars and participating in local clashes through their proxies. Both Kyiv and the Élysée Palace, in order to achieve their goals will stop at nothing and will easily put the lives of innocent people on at stake.

There is a book my friend frequently alludes to when we talk about Nigeria’s issues, and it is titled Planning Without Facts: Lessons in Resource Allocation from Nigeria’s Development by Wolfgang Stolper. The funny thing is that the book was published in 1966. That tells us that Nigeria’s penchant for chaos is not exactly novel. We have been a society that goes to battle without first counting the cost for virtually all our corporate existence. We are a country where the president makes a major policy pronouncement based on—not serious planning and preparation but—spirit possession.

Is it any surprise that one of the ministers that the president appointed also mirrors his attitude of planning without facts? Education Minister Tahir Mamman recently said that they would be proscribing candidates younger than 18 years from writing entrance examinations into the university. He said it very clearly, and we all heard that only students 18 and above would be allowed to write examinations conducted by these bodies: JAMB, WAEC, and NECO. Only for the Minister of State for Education, Yussuf Sununu, to jump out a week and half later to deny they would be imposing the age limit on candidates also taking WAEC and NECO. This looks like another “subsidy is gone” pronouncement. The “speak first, think later” inconsistency of the minister tells you how poorly he processed or even understood the decisions he announced.

One of the first observations you make about Mamman’s preoccupation with the age of undergraduates is that at no time since he began making his public pronouncements on this issue has he planked his decisions on facts. Not once! During his visit to a UTME centre in April, he was reportedly concerned that many of the candidates were between ages 15 and 16. He reportedly grumbled, “They are too young to understand what university education is all about.” I am genuinely curious, apart from being merely paternalistic, how did he objectively know that too many 15- and 16-year-olds were taking the examination, and age makes them ignorant of what university education means? Did he conclude they lack the necessary resilience by merely looking at their faces?

Again, during the JAMB 2024 policy meeting in July, Mamman declared a ban on candidates under 18 writing the UTME. Recall I wrote a piece on this arbitrariness, taking him up on it. He did not show either an appreciation for the circumstances that underwrite the issue or even acknowledge the logistical fallout of such a decision. Like a military leader, he keeps making all these funny pronouncements. Even worse is that he never gives you the facts informing his decisions. He is basing a major decision that will affect the lives of thousands of young people on his mere gut instincts. For all we know, Mamman’s fixation on this issue might be a matter of trying to solve a problem that does not even exist. He will only end up creating more problems.

Since he is not presenting any facts informing his decision, we might as well just ask him. So, what percentage of the candidates who write the UTME annually are under 18? Those figures should not be difficult for him to procure. All he needs to do is ask JAMB, and they will efficiently collate it from the biodata they require of the students every year. When we have that, we will get a clearer picture of the situation. After determining how many are under 18, then he should provide us with the figures for how many fail and how many repeat the university entrance exam multiple times to get admission into the university/course of their choice.

Since someone might write the exam at 16 and eventually be admitted to the university of their choice at 19 or 20, one cannot conclude that a 15-year-old is too young. Nothing says a 16-year-old writing an examination will make it; they might just be in rehearsal. Also, how many of these “underage” candidates pass the examination sufficiently to be admitted to the university? By university, we should distinguish between the public (and a few private) universities that have standards and the degree mills that will admit even a dog as long as it is ready to pay school fees. Let us momentarily set aside those degree millers (they are a different problem) and focus on the serious schools.

Now, on to the universities. From the figures of those who get admitted to the good schools, Mamman should give us the data on the percentage of those who drop out of school compared to those who eventually graduate. He need not survey every single university to determine the scope of the issue. He can select just two in each of the regions and ask the university to send him their figures.

But mere figures will not be enough at this stage. Here is where Mamman will need to do some groundwork because a student flunking out of school might have nothing to do with their age. It could be financial problems, family troubles, mental breakdowns, or just an unsupportive environment. When he has sorted through all these, then he should compare the figures of those so-called underage with those admitted from 18 and above to determine if there are significant differences between them. If there are, he can track precisely where the problem lies and how to solve it. If there are not many differences, then he can also look beyond his mere intuitions to make decisions.

It is possible that he will find that the number of students who go through the university at 16 and develop problems is infinitesimal and does not warrant a blanket ban. It could be a problem that requires a different type of solution. It is also possible he will find that the 6-3-3-4 model that presumes children will be admitted into primary school at age six is long outdated and due for revising. The 6-3-3-4 model did not envisage a world of endless teacher strikes and delays in the system. It was planned on the ideal that progress through one’s educational path would be largely unhindered.

Whichever path he tows, his decision would at least be informed. Even if he needs to make such a decision, he can set it for a future date. Banning those in SS3 will create all kinds of problems for parents and educators who are unprepared for the decision. He could have started with those who will go to primary one next year, insisting they start at age six. That consideration will give parents, educators, and regulators enough time to prepare. What he has done now consigns thousands of children to two years of languishing at home, their enthusiasm dwindling, and the law of diminishing returns eating into their skills.

Finally, two things need to be said about our education system. The first expresses my disappointment that none of the people in the various faculties of education throughout the country who must have researched these issues have thought it right to publicly contribute. Of what use is academic work that does not intervene in public policy?

Second is Mamman himself. As a man who has been a lawyer, professor, and administrator for many years, one expects the public policy decisions that he will make to reflect some sense and sensibility. Mamman was once a director-general of the Nigerian Law School and even the Vice Chancellor of Baze University, yet he bases a major decision on mere conjectures and no facts whatsoever. If Wolfgang Stolper were to return to Nigeria today, he would be dismayed to find that the Nigerian children who were born at the time he was researching for his book have become national administrators and they are still planning without facts!

I don’t get involved with what the security services do or how. Their ways are so complex and their motives so unsearchable that sometimes you’ll be forgiven for thinking that working from the answer to the question is the standard operating procedure. Of course, you are told that whatever happens in between is in the public interest.

As far as fiction imitates life, there is a striking resemblance between the recent hyperactivity in Nigeria’s security services and what happened in a novel set in mid-17^th century England. 

Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman (famously called “Double Trouble” by the English press) is a comedy about the birth of the son of Satan and the coming of the End Times.

The part that reminds me of what is obviously a hectic season for the security services – from the arraignment of the #EndBadGovernance protesters on charges of felony to the police raid on Labour House and run-ins with the NLC president and civil society activists – is the time in England when, according to Pratchett and Gaiman, witch-finding was a respectable profession. 

General Hopkins

At that time, there was a certain General named Matthew Hopkins. You would think that in pre-industrial England, when poverty, disease and unemployment were rampant, the last thing the state would be interested in would be a witch-hunt. But no. Witch-hunting was good business.

Hopkins charged each town and village nine pence for every witch he found. But that wasn’t enough. Since he wasn’t paid by the hour, and the reward for not finding any witches was a thank you and a bowl of soup, he invented a way to earn more. He went out of his way to find witches, which made him unpopular in the towns and villages. 

When Hopkins’ madness became insufferable, the villagers framed him as a witch, much to the pleasure of the local authorities, who were also tired of paying him. They hanged him. Hopkins, by many accounts, became the last Witchfinder General in England.

The world may have substantially passed the time when people were hunted, hanged and burned at the stake on suspicion of witchcraft. But I’m concerned that there is a growing similarity between witchcraft and how Nigeria’s security services look for enemies. 

A British suspect

Listening to the spokesperson of the Nigeria Police Force, Olumuyiwa Adejobi, explain why the force raided Labour House, the siege on the Labour leadership, and the charge of treason against protesters and their alleged British sponsor, Andrew Martin Wynne, I can almost see the ghost of 17^th century England. By his looks – and one must respect his decision to keep his shaggy hair and matted beard – Wynne might have been lumped together with those in the “pointy hat” in those days.

Not in Nigeria

But Nigeria is not Hopkins’ England. This is not 1961 when Joseph Tarka was detained for three weeks and charged with treason by the Crown for “inciting” the protests in Tiv land, only to be acquitted later for lack of evidence. 

It is not the Nigeria of 1962 when Chief Obafemi Awolowo was prosecuted for treasonable felony for purportedly working with Ghana to overthrow the government of Nigeria, a scandalous charge borne out of politics rather than law. 

Anthony Enahoro, a journalist’s journalist and scourge of the British government, was also jailed twice for sedition, once for an article mocking a former governor and then for another article “inciting Nigerian troops against the British army.” 

Then, he was deported from England as a “fugitive offender” and jailed a third time along with Awolowo for treasonable felony.

This is not the Nigeria of military president General Ibrahim Babangida, where human rights activists Gani Fawehinmi, Femi Falana, Beko Ransome-Kuti and Baba Omojola were hounded and imprisoned on the spurious charge of treason by a military government that had lost its way. It is not the Nigeria where Babangida deported sociology lecturer at Ahmadu Bello University (ABU) Patrick Wilmot for the “treasonable sin” of teaching what “he was not paid to teach.”

Or the one where General Sani Abacha hounded NADECO leaders, including President Bola Ahmed Tinubu, for standing up to the extreme human rights abuses of that government.

In 2024?

This is 2024, with a government that parades some of the most well-known human rights figures up and down the corridors of power and even among the principal officers of the National Assembly. Where is this ghost of 17^th-century England coming from?

Let me be clear. Protest is not – and should not – be chaos and anarchy. The killing of protesters and police officers during the #EndBadGovernance protests in August, which left seven persons dead, the arson at the NCC building in Kano, the open calls for a military takeover, and the symbolic insinuation that Russian intervention was welcome are inexcusable.

The silence of some top politicians and leaders, especially from the North, fueled suspicions of complicity if not connivance. Yet, why add a third if two wrongs don’t make a right?

I don’t know what Intelligence is saying or the briefing President Tinubu is getting. Of course, he needs them. We need them, too, as citizens. No modern state can do without them. But in many countries, their job has become more valuable and sophisticated – and one might even say, often dangerously sophisticated – far beyond the voodoo of Hopkins’ witch-hunt in the east of England. 

Like Aziraphale and Cowley

For example, for decades in the US, and going back to the Vietnam War, through the Nixon years and the Cold War and even the destabilisation of Libya, the Intelligence services perpetrated some of the vilest acts in pursuit of the so-called enemies of the state, actually a mask for vendetta and a ladder for the ascendancy of the deep state. 

Like the angel Aziraphale and the demon Cowley in Good Omens, the good and bad guys in the security services have shared interests. They routinely collaborate for good and ill, sometimes at the state’s expense.

Take heed

Tinubu must take heed. He has a competent Attorney General and Minister of Justice in Lateef Fagbemi, SAN, who should advise him to tread softly. The history of our security services, especially the bad habits inherited from colonial rule and reinforced by the long years of military rule and entitled politicians, hasn’t changed much. 

It’s not the business of police officers, the state security service or special advisers to run the government. That’s not their job. They cannot abridge the people’s freedoms in a quest for ascendancy. Those who breach the law in exercising their liberty should not face the justice that reminds us of Hopkins’ England but a process consistent with modern progressive society, one that Tinubu was voted to uphold.

As the veteran journalist Owei Lakemfa said in his column last week, the danger is not so much the protesters, their sponsors or the witches in a coven somewhere. The biggest threat to the land is the hardship in plain sight, compounded by the lavish lifestyle of government officials and the lack of clarity about what is next. And the president doesn’t need Witchfinder General Hopkins to tell him.

In a heartfelt gesture, the Veteran Ex-Enugu Rangers International Footballers of the post Nigeria civil war era of 1970-1975 honoured Chief Ben Etiaba during a grand dinner held in Enugu. The event was in celebration of the Chief Medical Director of Nnamdi Azikiwe University Teaching Hospital, Nnewi, Prof. Joseph Ugboaja, OON. The dinner, chaired by Prof. Chinedu Nebo, CON, also had Enugu Rangers International Football Club’s Chief Executive Officer, Amobi Ezeaku, Esq., as the Special Guest of Honour.

Chief Ben Etiaba was presented with a plaque signed by legendary footballers Christian Chukwu MFR, Emmanuel Okala MON, Dr. Johny Egbuonu, Dominic Nwobodo, Patrick Iluno, and Francis Nwosu. The presentation was made in appreciation of his benevolence, mentorship, brotherliness, and compassion toward the Veteran Ex-Rangers group.

“I am deeply honoured to receive this plaque from these football icons who have given so much to our people,” Etiaba said while acknowledging the award. “Their contribution to rebuilding the spirit of the Igbo nation after the civil war cannot be overstated.”

Christian Chukwu, representing the Veterans, expressed their gratitude for Etiaba’s constant support, noting that he has been a beacon of hope and strength for the group. “Chief Etiaba has shown us that he truly values our legacy and the sacrifices we made,” Chukwu said. “This plaque is a symbol of our deep appreciation for his unwavering commitment.”

In his response, Chief Etiaba reflected on the impact the Ex-Rangers team had on the Igbo community after the civil war. “Every war signifies the failure of conflict resolution mechanisms, but what comes afterward is equally important—rebuilding confidence in the people,” he stated. “These men brought joy and hope back to a people deeply wounded by war.”

Emmanuel Okala added his voice to the recognition, praising Etiaba’s dedication to the cause. “He is a rare gem who has continued to stand by us and uplift our spirits in difficult times. His compassion is second to none,” Okala remarked.

Dr. Johny Egbuonu, also signing the plaque, emphasized the unity between sports and nation-building. “Rangers were not just a football team; they represented the hope of an entire people. Chief Etiaba understands this and has supported us in keeping this legacy alive.”

The dinner in honour of Prof. Ugboaja provided a fitting backdrop for such a tribute, with Prof. Chinedu Nebo commending both the Ex-Rangers and Chief Etiaba for their contributions to the Igbo cause. “What we see here is a beautiful fusion of health, sports, and leadership, and it is truly inspiring,” Nebo said.

 R-L: Enugu Rangers Int’l FC CEO Amobi Ezeaku Esq, Ben Etiaba, Dr. Johny Egbuonu, Dominic Nwobodo, Patrick Iluno

Dominic Nwobodo, another Veteran who signed the plaque, described Chief Etiaba as a symbol of resilience. “In times when others may have forgotten us, Chief Etiaba has remained steadfast. His generosity and kindness know no bounds,” Nwobodo affirmed.

As the night drew to a close, Amobi Ezeaku, Special Guest of Honour, noted the significance of the recognition. “Chief Etiaba’s consistent support for the Veterans is a testament to his leadership and character. He is a true supporter of the Rangers’ spirit,” Ezeaku said.

Chief Etiaba closed his remarks by once again thanking the Ex-Rangers and reaffirming his commitment to their cause. “I will always stand by you, just as you stood by our people in those dark times. Your legacy will forever be remembered,” he concluded.

The dinner not only honoured Prof. Ugboaja but also served as a celebration of history, unity, and the power of sport in healing a wounded people. 

My Dearest Sage, the Esama of Benin Kingdom,

To think that you have clocked nine decades of life's mileage on Planet Earth, and still hearty and healthy, can only be a rare gift from the Creator of Man. Plus your own attributes of healthy diet, exercise, and peaceful coexistence with people.

To have emerged from a humble cradle in Okada village in the current Oredo Local Government Area of Edo State some 32,850 days ago, to become a global phenomenon that you are today speaks volumes of your gains over pains, in a life that is fraught with strifes, ups and downs. More grease, Sir.

Meanwhile, burrowing into your personal history sheds light on your perspiration, aspiration, and desirous determination and ambition to be great in life in order to impact humanity positively.

And since you found the rope of opportunity to climb unto the hill of hope of life from your hitherto dark slope; you have through multiple ways served mankind selflessly and constructively. Be it as a policeman, businessman, education investor, or grand philanthropist.

Kudos High Chief. Your good deeds shall outlive your mortal being to become reference points in the chronicle of human knowledge and feats.

I am therefore highly delighted to join your nuclear and extended families, close associates, and teeming admirers worldwide to wish our iconic living legend further longevity in wealth of good health. You have made ninety to look seventy.

Definitely, your lofty legacies, urbane, and humane antecedents shall forever be worthy of emulation by generations yet to come in our nation.

Warm congratulations on the anniversary of your 90th birthday, Esama (Dr) Gabriel Osawaru Igbinedion, the living legend of our time.

Finally, my family and I wish you more grace and continuous usefulness to our country, Nigeria, and humanity at large. 

By 7.30pm tonight, it will be exactly the 37^th posthumous anniversary of the killing of Jamaican reggae music lord, Winston Hubert MclnTosh, popularly known as Peter Tosh. Born October 11, 1944, if he were alive, Peter would be 80 years old next month. Thirty seven years ago, reggae music and indeed the world, lost Tosh, the iconic maestro, poet, philosopher and a staunch defender of African rights. Three gunmen, led by Dennis “Leppo” Lobban, one of Tosh’s ‘boys’ who he sustained as part of the communal Rastafarian injunction of brotherly co-existence, had stormed his house at Barbican Road residence, St Andrew, Jamaica. Within a twinkle of an eye, the gunmen had put a full stop to the 42 years of existence of a man who, with two others, Robert Nesta Marley and Neville O’Riley (Bunny Livingston), pioneered what is today a genre of music called reggae. The three had ensured reggae’s mutation from the traditional Jamaican music called ska.

Tosh had, on the morning of his death, just returned to Jamaica from a US business trip and was relaxing by watching a TV satellite show at home. He was with his common law live-in-lover, Marlene Brown when the gunmen struck. The Jamaican court which tried Leppo was to later rule that the attackers were on an armed robbery expedition. Two others were killed in that encounter, namely famous Rastafarian broadcaster and disc jockey with the defunct Jamaican Broadcasting Service (JBS), Jeff Dixon, also known as Free I, and one other guest to the house named Wilton Brown. Free I’s wife, co-guests Michael Robinson and Santa Davis survived but Marlene, Tosh’s wife, had a bullet lodged in her skull.

At first, talks were rife that Marley’s wife, Rita, who controlled his estate, had a hand in Tosh’s murder. The original Wailing Wailers friends of Marley had made legal claim to his multi-million dollar Tuff Gong studio on Hope Street in Kingston. The suspicion about Rita was exacerbated by interviews granted by the then lone survivor of the triumvirate, Bunny, who accused Rita of being a “Jezebel,” alleging also that Tosh was actually sleeping with her while she was married to Bob.

According to Marlene, Leppo had, with a pistol held menacingly in his hands, ordered Tosh and others in the living room “to belly it!” (lie on their bellies) and told Peter specifically, “you’re gonna be dead tonite so you better say nothing!” He asked Peter for US dollars and when he told him he didn’t have any, Leppo again told him he would behead him. At that point, recounted one of Tosh‘s ‘brethren,’ Tosh became uncoordinated and waffled, “I… I could… could make arrangement… for for it a-a-n-other t-t-i-i-m-e.” For what looked like an eternity, it seemed Tosh and his accomplice who stormed the house had agreed with Tosh’s request. All of a sudden, Leppo and his gang opened fire on Tosh. Others were also shot. According to the survivors, the gang emptied its bullets on their victims. Tosh received two bullets on his head. He died that night at a local hospital and was buried on September 26, 1987.

The story of Leppo’s strike was shrouded in mystery. He was one of Tosh’s “brethren” who he fed and who knew the geography of the house. According to another of Tosh’s brethren who was on ground on the day Leppo stormed Tosh’s Barbican Road residence, he owned up that he was the one who opened the house door for Leppo because the Tosh eventual killer was a regular visitor to the house. According to him, Leppo had even come to collect handout from Tosh two weeks before then. Leppo not only visited Tosh’s Barbican Road residence regularly but had become familiar with the trained dogs which provided security therein. So it was not difficult for the gang to disarm the dogs on the day of its strike.

While he held the gun, turning his anger on Marlene, Leppo had angrily accused Tosh, in the Jamaican patois, of “giving his woman authority over we,” stating that Marlene was responsible for Tosh’s inability “to maintain we.” He also ordered the two other assailants to immediately disarm Tosh, warning them that the reggae maestro was “a black belt.” He later shot Tosh himself on the forehead. The talk in Jamaica at the time was that Leppo, who had recently been released from prison, had earlier bitten the bullet for Tosh in a criminal case by going to prison in Tosh’s stead. Leppo, it was said, could thus not stomach why Tosh shouldn’t take good care of him.

A few days after, Jamaican Police Commissioner, Herman Ricketts, told the world that Leppo had surrendered, as well as two other men linked to the murder. He also said that the police had interrogated them though the two men were not publicly named. During the trial, which was held in closed circuit, due to the involvement of firearms evidence, Lobban pleaded his innocence and told the court that he had been involved in a drinking binge with friends before he stormed Tosh’s Barbican Road residence. The jury of eight women and four men however found Leppo guilty and sentenced him to death by hanging, while another accused was acquitted as the jury claimed there was insufficient link to the death to warrant a conviction. In 1995, eight years after he pulled the trigger that killed Tosh, this sentence was commuted to life imprisonment. The identities of two other identified gunmen in the trial were never disclosed.

Tosh faced challenges in the early part of his musical career. In 1973, he was involved in a car accident while driving home with his girlfriend named Evonne. As he drove, he was hit by an oncoming car which was driving on the wrong side of the highway. Evonne was killed in the crash while Tosh’s skull was severely fractured.

For years, many people did not identify the raw talent and artistic bravura combined in the works of the 6.4 feet dreadlocked singer. This was due to his perceived arrogance and self assertiveness. For instance, immediately Bob died, Tosh had shocked the world in an interview where he claimed Bob peaked in his musical career while he (Peter) was decorating the stage. The truth is, Tosh was too assertive, too hot to handle and never hid his disdain for what he called “Babylonian” lifestyle of hedonism. Tosh believed in marrying words with action. Towards the latter part of his life, he cut a queer image of a revolutionary ready to carry arms. With his imposing height as he adorned a black beret, with a guitar that had the shape of an M16 assault rifle, Tosh didn’t mince words in projecting the narrative that he was a musical militant. He told those who underrated him that he was “like you are steppin’ razor” and asked, “don’t you watch my size” as “I am dangerous!” In comparison to others, Tosh said “I’m the Toughest,” an apparent reference to the trained karate belt holder that he was. He was once asked by an interviewer why he never smiled and he said that since he sang revolutionary song which was not love song, nor a tea party, he saw no reason to smile.

The M16 rifle-looking guitar Tosh paraded was a gift to him in 1983. While he was at a stop in Los Angeles during his Mama Africa tour, Bruno Coon, an LA local musician, had visited him in his hotel room and offered him a gift. It turned out to be a custom-built guitar that was creatively shaped in the form of an M16 rifle. Tosh was gladdened by the gift but on his flights while touring Europe, he lost the guitar in transit. He subsequently retrieved the guitar when his publicists put out an article in the famous Der Spiegel magazine announcing its loss. Upon its retrieval, on one of his performances, Tosh went on stage to perform with the guitar clutched in his hand and a ganja billowing smoke stuck in his mouth. However, in 2006, 19 years after his death, the promoters of the Flashpoint Film Festival announced to the world that Tosh’s common law wife, Marlene, was set to auction the guitar on eBay. This prompted strong resistance from Tosh’s children, Andrew and Jawara who promptly stopped the sale. The children claimed that, rather than Marlene, they had greater claims to the guitar.

The militant disposition and themes of repelling those who mocked the Rastafari religion were dominantly addressed by Tosh in the track, Recruiting Soldiers. Therein, he sang that he was recruiting soldiers “for Jah army” because “Jah time is now” and “Satan’s forces all rise up to fight… Jah and the saints… fighting against Jah children… slaughter(ing) them like slaves… and say(ing) Jah is dead, But they didn’t show me his grave.”

Tosh was a strict Rastafarian who obeyed its injunctions religiously. He never mixed up with menstruating women, observing its strict dietary prescriptions and believed in doing good to his fellow man. In the early 90s when he visited Nigeria and stayed at late Sonny Okosun’s country home at Irrua, defunct Bendel State, Tosh was always dashing down to Lagos to purchase his Rasta food at defunct Leventis shop and claimed that the Nigerian hemp was more powerful than his native Jamaica’s. That Nigerian visit produced Mama Africa album and track where he lauded Africa that he was visiting for the very first time. It was also a lost opportunity for Tosh to meet Fela Anikulapo Kuti. He had reportedly gone to Fela’s Shrine to pay him a visit but was told that Abami Eda was observing his siesta. “Tell him it’s Peter Tosh!” he had told the person he met. Apparently not knowing who Tosh was, the man gave the message little push and Tosh left.

Tosh was a great campaigner against apartheid and was unrepentantly African in his advocacy. In African, another very rebellious song, he sang, “Don’t care where you come from, as long as you’re a black man, you’re an African.”  To show how he abhorred the apartheid system, Tosh rejected offers to play in South Africa but accepted same offer to sing in neighbouring Swaziland. In appreciation of this, in April last year, Tosh was posthumously bestowed with a national honour  of the Order of the Companion of Oliver Reginald Tambo by the South African government “for his contribution to the fight against the apartheid regime.” The award was received by Tosh’s youngest daughter, Niambe, at a grand ceremony in Pretoria presided over by South African President Cyril Ramaphosa. According to the Jamaican Observer newspaper, the award was South Africa’s equivalent to Jamaica’s Order of Merit.

Tosh also had an anti-Semitic disposition and was a staunch supporter of the call for a Palestinian homeland. If he was alive today, he would have sung to denounce Prime Minister Netanyahu Israel’s destruction of Palestine. Way back in 1979, Tosh started turning down offers to perform in Israel. At the later part of his life, Tosh walked up the stage with his usual insignia of a ganja (marijuana) spliff clutched in his left fingers and adorning Palestinian dress.

He was highly spiritual. Apart from pursuing a path of goodness to his fellow man, Tosh’s lyrics are laced with biblical quotations. Of the three original Wailers, though he didn’t have much education, he was the most cerebral. He was a poet and in his songs, you could see not only lyricism but abidance with rhyming schemes. He could chant endlessly, quoting biblical verses with baffling mastery. The Mystic Man was perhaps the avenue Tosh used to showcase his spirituality the most. In the track, he proclaimed his mysticism in that he doesn’t “drink no champagne…I don’t sniff dem cocaine (as it) choke(s) brain… I don’t take morphine (dangerous)…I don’t take no heroin… I man don’t eat up your fried chicken…I man don’t eat up them frankfurters…I man don’t eat down the hamburger…I man don’t drink pink, blue, yellow, green soda” and the reason, he said, was because he was “a man of the past, living in the present and walking in the future.”

Like a devoted Rastaman that he was, Tosh never joked with meditations and reading of the scriptures. In Blessed be the man, he quoted copiously from the bible, calling Jah, “Kings of kings, lords of lords Conquering lion of the tribe of Judah, Elect of God, mighty God, Ever living God, earth’s rightful ruler.” In the same vinyl, he lauded as blessed the man “that walk’eth not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor stand’eth in the ways of sinners, nor sitt’eth in the seat of the scornful, for I delight is in the law of the lord God, Selassie I, In his laws do I meditate day and night, therefore I must be like a tree planted by the rivers of water and bring’eth forth fruit in due season I locks also shall not wither and whatsoever I do’eth shall prosper.”

Born in Westmoreland, Jamaica, Tosh’s parents, too young to raise him, gave him up to his aunt in Grange Hill. He manifested precocious talent of singing at childhood and in the early 1960s, Tosh migrated from the country to the slum of Kingston called Trench Town where he hawked sugarcane juice in a cart. He spiced it up with twanging at a guitar he stole from his mother’s church. His mastery of the twanging of the stolen guitar caught the attention of the duo of Robert and Bunny. With the help of music teacher, Joe Higgs, the boys honed their musical skills and decided, in 1962, to form a band which they named The Wailers. Tosh also wrote many of the Wailers’ hit songs, some of them being Get Up, Stand Up; 400 Years and No Sympathy. Indeed, Peter taught the duo of Bob and Bunny how to play the guitar and when they all went their ways in 1974, partly due to Island Records’ Chris Blackwell’s preference for mulatto Bob ahead of others, Peter had lamented that he “taught him how to play guitar and now they say he’s king of reggae.” In interviews, he called Chris many derogatory names, including inflecting his name of Blackwell to “Whiteworst.”

In their a-little-more-than-a-decade of being together musically, The Wailers became a huge commercial success. The New York Times referred to them as “the most popular and admired of all reggae groups” and the band sold more than 250 million albums worldwide.

Upon their separation in 1973, each went solo. Tosh’s first major hit thereafter was an atavistic album he called Legalize It released in 1976 with CBS Records. In it, Tosh uncompromisingly sang the praises of the banned narcotic called Indian hemp, lauding its health benefits. The album sleeve of the vinyl had him smoking the marijuana chalice pipe in a countryside hemp plantation. Today, that atavistic album has celebrated its 48^th anniversary. Immediately it was released, it immediately became the anthem of reggae lovers all over the world. Tosh’s advocacy in the album has remained unquestionably relevant throughout the world today. Many countries of the world have heeded Tosh’s plea in the track to “legalize it” and have taken steps to decriminalize and even legalize the herb. Countries that have done this are Canada, Colombia, Czech Republic, the Netherlands, Uruguay, Romania, France, and Portugal, while almost half of the states in the U.S. have decriminalized and/or legalized marijuana. A few years ago, Tosh’s home island of Jamaica where he was beaten by “downpressor” policemen to the point of cracking his skull for smoking marijuana, became the first Caribbean nation to decriminalize what it called “small amounts of ganja.” By this, Jamaica heeded Tosh’s almost five decades advocacy to “free up the weed.” In another song he titled Bush Doctor, Tosh prayed for a Jamaica where ‘the herb’ “can build up your failing economy” and a day that would come when “there’ll be no more illegal humiliation and no more police interrogation.”

In 1974, Tosh released Equal Rights. In the album, he deplored racism against blacks, sounding uncompromising about his liberation philosophy. He was extremely controversial and did not care whose ox was gored. This probably dictated his highly burnished speech at the 1978 One Love Concert which had him, Bob and other Jamaican musicians on stage. Prime Minister Michael Manley and Edward Seaga, Leader of the Opposition, two politicians on whose behalf politicians inflicted one of the hottest political battles ever witnessed on Jamaica, tearing apart the tiny island with horrendous political fissures, were also there. There, Tosh had told the 40-000-strong audience that he was not a man of peace as “peace” was “the diploma you get in the cemetery” because on the tombstone, it is written, “Rest in Peace!” To Manley and Seaga, he thundered in his bassy voice, apparently encrusted by heavy ganja he smoked anywhere, unabashedly: “Hungry people are angry people.” His memorable words landed with a thud because earlier at the concert, he had ordered camera journalists whom he labelled “lickle pirates from America… wid dem camera and dem TV business” to cease filming. Unlike him, his erstwhile friend and later sworn enemy, Bob stole the show. Bob had asked Manley and Seaga out on the stage, ordering them to clasp their hands in “one love” and squeezed a promise from the politicians to retrieve Jamaica from the political war zone image they had inflicted on it.

Barely five months after the Peace Concert, Tosh was arrested by the police. He was mercilessly beaten and in the process, his skull was cracked. He only stayed alive by feigning that he had been murdered. This probably explains the recurrence of “brutality of Babylon” (the police) in his songs. In his Na go a jail, Tosh banalized the criminalization of hemp smoking and made a mockery of the system which relentlessly hounded the weed smoker. “This here smoke that you see me with sir, I just got it from an officer; And this here little bit of green Sensimilla, I just got it from an Inspector, He’s my friend… I hear one leader say, If it wasn’t for the little Sensi, Him no know what happen to the economy; I see another leader, Go in a Half Way Tree, And he set them ganja prisoners free…” he sang, stating that even the priest smoked marijuana.

In Arise black man, Tosh conjured the Socratic credo of “Man, know thyself.” It was one of the strongest messages from any musician, aside Marley’s adaptation of Emperor Haile Selassie’s speech at the OAU in 1978 into a song he entitled War. Bob’s song too had attempted to rouse blacks from their mental slavery and dependency on the west. In Arise black man, as usual, Tosh spelled the need for the black race to unite and fight for equal rights. Deploying violent imageries, Tosh predicted that the end of mental slavery was near and attacked those who didn’t see this, stating that “heaven becomes your grave.”

Tosh was what could be regarded as a linguistic gymnast and a poet. In his songs, you would encounter raw poetry, with alliterations and virtually all the figures of speech. The word “oppressor” Tosh called “downpressor,” imputing that those who committed such a heinous crime of oppression against blacks should not be dignified with any uplifting. The manager, to him, was the ‘damager’; the judge, a ‘grudge’, the system was ‘shit-stem’ and the Prime Minister, the ‘Crime Minister’ who ‘shits’ (sits) in the ‘House of Represent-a-t’iefs’.” Christopher Columbus, the Italian explorer and navigator from the Republic of Genoa, known for trading in slaves, was Christopher ‘Combulus’ and Alexander the Great was, “Alexander So Called The Great.” In one of his vinyl which he entitled Here comes the judge, just like in Downpressor man, Tosh demonstrated how, on the last day, in the presence of “The Most High Jah,” oppressors of blacks on earth would face the wrath of Jah Rastafari. The will run to the rocks, he sang, “but the rocks will be melting.”

In Get up, stand up, a song written by Tosh but which the trio of erstwhile Wailers sang individually, they made mockery of Christian and Islamic religions, in their transference of succour for man to an unseen creator. The song asked man to seek redemption here on earth and proclaimed that man was tired of the ism and schism of “dying and going to heaven in Jesus name” because “the mighty God is a living man,” a reference to Selassie, worshipped by Rastas as God. Tosh’s own version of the song, which though wasn’t as high-tempoed and popular as Bob’s, is however unique for its slow tempo. Same theme was also in Coming in Hot where Tosh demonstrated the fieriness of his song. Like the gun guitar image of a tough militant that he created, the lyrics of this song compared the ferociousness of the Tosh brand to a gunshot or explosives.

But at some point, it would appear that Tosh himself was getting wary of the feeble impact of his preachments and the repeated attacks and assaults without let that he got from Jamaican authority. In Jah seh so, he launched into existential rhetorical questions by asking if a Rastaman “must bear this cross alone and all the heathens go free? Must Rasta live in misery and heathens in luxury? Must righteous live in pain and always put to shame? Must they be found guilty and always get the blame?” He however consoled himself that Jah seh no.

Tosh wasn’t all militancy, stern face and liberation struggles. He also talked about love and social reality. In Shame and Scandal, he mirrored the marital crossroads that infidelity brings to the home.  Asking repeatedly, “who is real?” he told the story that he said happened in Trinidad  where a boy who was grown “wanted to merry (marry) and (have) a wife of his own” and when he found a young girl, took her to his father who said “son, I have to say no, that girl is your sister but your mama don’t know” and how he thereafter found “the best cook in the island” and took her to his father who again said to him, “You can’t merry that girl…That girl is your sister but your mama don’t know” and when he cried to his mother, “his mama she laughs, she said go man, go, your daddy ain’t your daddy but your daddy don’t know.” In Maga dog, Tosh deployed the well-known Jamaica patois, to wit, ‘Sorry fi mawgah dawg, mawgah dawg tun ‘roun bite yuh” and sang about milk-hearted people who allowed an enemy in the guise of a friend to hit them twice. He even voiced in the vinyl the bark of a dog and the man who owned the house saying “dog no bite, man.”

Tosh’s funeral, unlike that of his archrival, Bob, was a fiasco. Two men turned up claiming they were his father and Peter’s mother had to disown them. The funeral service held at a Jamaican Ethiopian orthodox church was interrupted by youth protesters and a man who claimed to be a necromancer. The man, who claimed he held conversations with the dead, stood by Peter’s coffin to conjure his soul out, hectoring on the body, “Arise and open the casket!” It was to no avail. He was survived by ten children, among whom were, Andrew, born 1967; Jawara, given birth to by a mother named Melody Cunningham; Aldrina and the youngest being Niambe

It was a fitting epithet to his grave that in 1987, months before he was gruesomely murdered, Tosh released an album which reflected his views on world peace which he called, No Nuclear War. The song later won him a posthumous Grammy award. He also started learning unicycles and became a perfect rider, with an ability to ride forwards and backwards and also hop. He most times regaled his audiences with riding his unicycle onto the stage.

Six years after his death, Canadian filmmaker, Nicholas Campbell, made a bioscope of his life which he entitled Stepping Razor:Red X. It was a documentary film which chronicled his life, music and circumstances leading to his untimely and gruesome murder. In Negril, a monument was raised for Tosh and which the family maintains. The monument is a Mecca of sorts to all Tosh’s music lovers where his birthday is celebrated yearly. Twenty five years after his passage, Jamaica awarded him its fourth highest honour, the Order of Merit while in Kingston, a square on Trafalgar Road got renamed  the Peter Tosh Square. It is also where a museum in his name was configured and opened to the public, with priceless Tosh artifacts, especially his beloved M16 guitar, on parade.

In death, Peter Tosh remains a great lover of the black race and a musician whose advocacies are still penetratingly resonant, 37 years after his passage.

Adedayo is author of the book, Ayinla Omowura: Life and Times of An Apala Legend (2022)

In what must be an act of desperation, the Governor of Katsina State, Dikko Radda, last week promised to support communities that are ready to stand up against attacks by bandits, kidnappers and other criminals. “We have come up with an initiative that for any community ready to depend on itself, we will give them necessary support and training to engage criminals before the arrival of the security agents” Radda said, while explaining what motivated his decision. “I went to a village, Tsamiyar-jino, where it took me two hours inside a Jeep before I reached the village from the main road. So, if bandits attack such areas, from the time you inform the security, it will take them over two hours before they can respond to the distress call. By then, whatever is going to happen would have happened – they would have killed people and kidnapped others.”

It is difficult to fault Radda on this initiative. Katsina State has been under the vice grip of criminals for several years and the picture the governor paints is scary. “I am surprised at the way we are dying in such a humiliating manner. You see five criminals attacking a community of 2,000 to 3,000 people, rape daughters, women and abducting others without any confrontation from the people of that community,” Radda said while lamenting the lawlessness that now pervades the state. “If there are 100 youths in the community who confront them, they will not shoot for more than three times without being captured with bare hands. Paying ransom doesn’t even prevent a hostage from being killed by abductors, sometimes they collect the money and kill the victim.”

Before I come to why the governor’s proposed solution may be counter productive, let me state that I understand how Radda feels. In June 2020, I visited Katsina State, following reports that from Batagarawa to Kurfi to Malunfashi to Funtua and Daura (where then President Muhammadu Buhari hails from), bandits had overpowered communities. Perhaps in a bid to underscore the saying that once you take the shepherd, the sheep will scatter, these criminals had also targeted traditional rulers. Within one week, the Village Head of Mazoji who doubled as the Sarkin Fulanin Fafu, Alhaji Dikko Usman was killed by bandits while the Hakimin Garin Yantumaki, Alhaji Atiku Maidabino was assassinated right in his palace in Danmusa local government.

In the column I wrote following the visit, I recalled asking the Emir of Katsina, Dr Abdulmumini Kabir Usman, his feelings about the situation in his domain. “You are asking me how I feel when my people are being killed every day? We can spend a whole day discussing that. We are dealing with murderers, people for whom lives mean nothing, but they seem to have overwhelmed the capacity of the state”, the emir responded while also recounting his encounter with former Agriculture Minister, Audu Ogbeh and then CBN Governor, Godwin Emefiele who visited his palace and gave him some cotton seedlings. “I asked what they wanted me to do with them. I told them what I needed from the federal government is protection for my people, most of who in any case have been forced to abandon their farms.”

What we are experiencing across the country today is a reign of impunity – with criminals doing whatever they like because they know, or at least believe, that the Nigerian state no longer possesses the required capacity to confront them. Not only have hundreds of innocent villagers lost their lives to the activities of these gunmen, but there is also a feeling of helplessness by the majority of people in rural areas. From cattle rustling to kidnappings and armed robbery, these gangsters roam the streets freely, carrying out deadly raids and forcing dwellers to flee for their lives. In most communities, the local economy has crashed while the poverty and deprivation this has bred are in themselves a serious threat to national security.

The vast land in the North, which should be an asset as we seek to boost food security and get our young population gainfully employed in agriculture, is now ‘bandit territory’ to borrow a famous phrase of Dr Hakeem Baba-Ahmed. Meanwhile, we have overstretched the military with a task of internal security while police personnel are saddled with performing guard duties and running errands for our very-important-persons (VIPs) and their spouses.

Radda is not the first to propose “self-defence” for communities under attack. The last Defence Minister under President Buhari, Bashir Magashi, once said Nigerians should stop being ‘cowards’ at the sight of criminals. “At times, the bandits will only come with about three rounds of ammunition, when they fire shots, everybody runs. In our younger days, we stand to fight any aggression coming for us,” Magashi said at the National Assembly on 17 February 2021 shortly after bandits abducted 27 students and 13 others from Government Secondary School, Kagara, Niger State. “I don’t know why people are running from minor things like that. They should stand and let these people know that even the villagers have the competency and capabilities to defend themselves.”

It should worry authorities that a majority of our people, especially in rural communities, are left at the mercy of non-state actors amid compelling socio-economic difficulties. And asking that they defend themselves is not the way to go because of the reprisal attacks that usually follow. I understand that the recent Boko Haram invasion of Mafa in Tarmuwa Local Government of Yobe State that led to the killing of dozens of innocent villagers was a revenge mission against communities that offered resistance. “Around 150 suspected Boko Haram terrorists armed with rifles and RPGs [rocket-propelled grenades] attacked Mafa ward on more than 50 motorcycles around 1600 hours on Sunday,” said Abdulkarim Dungus, Yobe state police spokesperson who confirmed to AFP that it was a revenge attack “for the killing of two Boko Haram terrorists by vigilantes from the village.”

That has been the pattern either with bandits or insurgents. Meanwhile, the security challenge in Katsina, and indeed the entire North-west, is not different from that of other areas of our country. And it is compounded by the factor of geography (vast forests and a treacherous border) as well as an absence of deterrence for bad behaviour. The enduring solution lies in reforming/repositioning our armed forces and the police in such a manner that would give them the capacity to deal with the challenge. The growing charge by authorities that people should defend themselves therefore offers no enduring solution. If anything, it would only compound the problem in a nation where there are already too many guns in the hands of criminal gangs.

The worrying aspect is that those tasked to protect us seem to be abdicating their responsibility, while promoting this warped idea that civilians can, and should, defend themselves against armed criminals. Following the armed robbery attack at my residence in December 2020, I went to the police station to file the usual routine report. “How many were they?” the all-powerful DPO asked after I had narrated what transpired. “I don’t know how many were outside but only one operated inside our room with a gun.” Before I could explain further that my wife and I had no idea what was happening to our children in the other rooms, she retorted sharply: “And you could not wrestle him to the ground?” She asked the question with so much contempt that I couldn’t tell my wife when I got back home lest she deemed me to be one of those Magashi ‘cowards’.

What those who man the security sector in the country fail to appreciate is that the connecting thread for the variants of violence we are witnessing across Nigeria, as I have consistently argued, is the loss of what Max Weber described as “the legitimate use of physical force” to criminal cartels. And until they muster the requisite capacity and political will to effectively confront those who trouble the peace of our country, there may be no solution to the problem. They should also not deride rural dwellers who would prefer a functioning security from the state than resort to self-help. “It is praiseworthy to be brave and fearless, but sometimes it is better to be a coward”, a fictional character in the late Professor Chinua Achebe’ novel, ‘Arrow of God’ reminded us. “We often stand in the compound of a coward to point at the ruins where a brave man used to live.”

The United Bank for Africa (UBA) Chairman, Tony Elumelu hit the nail on the head regarding the nexus between security and the socio-economic wellbeing of the people on Tuesday. “To protect our people, feed them, attract investment, and foster trade, we must prioritise security,” Elumelu said at the annual conference of the Chartered Institute of Bankers of Nigeria (CIBN). “Insecurity has become a national crisis, which must be dealt with decisively and urgently. Our people deserve to go to their farms unhindered, live peacefully and conduct their lives and businesses without fear; it is the fundamental right of every citizen.”

The fundamental obligation of the state to its citizens is the protection of life and property. When state officials therefore promote the gangster ethos of asking the people to defend themselves as a policy, anarchy is not too far away.

The Maiduguri Disaster

With corpses being exhumed from cemeteries while farmlands, schools and hospitals are submerged, it is troubling that more and more Nigerians are joining the growing population of internally displaced persons (IDPs) in communities across the country. But there can be no bigger tragedy than that of Maiduguri where snakes, crocodiles and other reptiles have escaped from zoos as hundreds of thousands of people count their losses following the flooding that hit the Borno State capital on Tuesday morning. For the already traumatised people to suffer this kind of devastation on top of the socio-economic challenges in the country and their own peculiar security situation is just too much. But was it an unavoidable tragedy?

I understand that there have been signals in recent years that the Alau Dam which was completed in 1986 could give way anytime as it has now happened. But nobody paid attention. That the resulting human tragedies leave both the rich and poor counting the costs is why I marvel about why we seem to move on without finding long-term solution to serious problems. But with more than 200,000, including women and children, already displaced, according to the National Emergency Management Agency (NEMA), there is an urgent need for mass intervention from the federal government as well as the private sector.

We need a serious conversation about our country and how we waste enormous resources. Nigeria, former Nigeria Hydrological Services Agency (NIHSA) Director General, Clement Nze told me last year, has one of the best natural drainage systems in the world due to our topography, land and location within the Niger Basin that traverses nine countries in West and Central Africa. On annual basis, according to Nze, a total volume of over 200 billion cubic metres of fresh water drains into the Atlantic Ocean. This is a huge resource from nature that could be a catalyst for the much-touted diversification into agriculture, help resolve some of our security challenges and aid power generation. But, as we have seen over the years, it could also be a disaster if not properly harnessed.   

We will come back to this issue another day. For now, it is important that all stakeholders help the people of Maiduguri to recover from this devastation.  

My adorable daughter just drew my attention to something she witnessed on the presently running "Big Brother Naija" reality show, involving one of the participants called Kassia.

In the clip, the said Kassia is putting on leggings or tights (that's if I'm correct, since I don't really know much about women's apparel) with her legs wide open in the presence of housemates, including at least one of whom is male.

I found it quite saddening that a married woman should conduct herself in such a decidedly inappropriate manner.

The said Kassia, I am made to understand is from Delta State and it is considered an abomination in our our neck of the woods for a married woman to behave in such a manner.

Her husband, also a participant in the show, a certain Kelly Rae (these children just give themselves all kinds of weird names these days), who is also apparently from Delta State, is the one I blame for shaming his dear wife, treasure, princess and queen in such a most ungodly manner.

Law can often seem pretty surprising to nonlawyers.

So for instance, if a wife instigates, procures or, howsoever induces her husband to commit a crime, we hold both the husband and wife culpable.

Nevertheless, while we hold a husband and wife to be equal partners in holy matrimony, with respect to certain categories of crimes wherein which it is a husband that turned his wife rogue, we leave the wife alone and pounce on the husband as the real culprit.

This is because while men and women are most certainly created equal by God ("male and female, He created them", Genesis 5:2) and a husband and wife are equal partners in a marriage (a marriage is, in law, deemed a contract between the couple), the husband is still the head of their household and leader of their union.

I recall the American senator, Lindsey Graham, once admonishing the rapper, Jay Z, against "pimping" his wife, the diva, Beyonce Knowles, and while I don't often agree with Senator Graham, I was in total accord with him on that score.

The rate at which we keep losing our values in the modern world is something that ought to bother every well brought up person, who, in turn, wishes to bring up their children well.

I would not be surprised if tomorrow I heard that the said Kelly Rae had pressured his wife, Kassia, to go and sleep with another man if he calculated that such person would bring them opportunities to make money.

Of course, Kassia, being a woman, would be naturally reluctant to do that.

Unbeknownst to many of us men who like to think of women as prone to be loose, they are actually configured to tend to be faithful - if you belong to the gender that evolved a womb, you are by default extremely reluctant not to be able to identify who has fathered your children.

A young man like Kelly Rae, who is obviously and unfortunately obsessed with "making it", might keep mounting pressure on her till she breaks and goes with the programme for peace to reign.

Except that she would find no peace because one day, the same money-hungry Kelly Rae, who pimped her, in the first place, would end up reminding her how she had once "prostituted" herself, skipping the part that it was at his relentless urging and godless request.

So once again I blame the young man, Kelly Rae, who has only proved himself to be a worthless article for a husband.

In standard jurisprudence, a pregnancy is evidence only of itself, and cannot, without more be evidence of the commission of adultery or fornication.

In order to prove sexual immorality, for instance, you just have to provide direct evidence separate from pointing to the mere fact of an unmarried woman being pregnant.

As such, you would just have to also provide the man she committed the adultery or similar act of immorality with.

I guess that's why Our Sovereign Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ forgave the woman caught in adultery and asked her to go and sin no more, John 8:4.

While I expected much better from Kassia, as a married woman, it is still Kelly Rae, a man without shame, I must blame for taking his hustle to the extreme extent of abomination.

I don't know if this world is coming to an end but I wouldn't mind if Jesus comes this very afternoon.

God protect our children and set them aright for they are the one and only future we have.

Onokpasa, a lawyer, writes from Abuja.

In a rogue video gone viral, an Igbo Canadian-Nigerian, whose name shall not be mentioned here, went into what looked like a crazed frenzy, calling on other possibly crazed fellows to take the earliest opportunity to poison Nigerians of Yoruba and Edo extraction in Canada.

On a virtual meeting with more than 100 attendees on a TikTok platform, the ethnic bigot, who lives in Ontario, Canada, goaded on by a conspiratorial male voice, declared a horrific fatwa in pidgin English against the Yoruba and Edo, living in Canada.

Her words: “I go dey put am for all una food. If I go work tomorrow now, I go put am for Yoruba people food. Go tell government. O ya. I dey Canada. I dey Ontario. Oya hurry. Fast. Fast. I go put otapiapia, I go put Ogbomosho, everything for una food.

”Una go dey hear small, small. Yoruba don die o. Bini don kpeme o. Una go dey hear am. Na me talk am. I wan make Nidgbo get that heart of wickedness. Una too dey quiet. Una too dey cool. Enough is enough.

“If you have a means of kpaing them, kpai them. Record me very well. It is time to start poisoning the Yoruba and Bini. Put poison for all una food for work. Put poison for una water, make una dey kpai one by one.”

This, roughly translated into everyday English, means, “I will put (poison) in all your food. When I go to the office tomorrow, I will put poison in the food of Yoruba people. Go tell the government. I am in Canada. I am in Ontario. Be quick. I will put rat poison. I will put Ogbomosho poison in your food.

 “You will hear about it gradually, that the Yoruba have died, and the Bini have died. You will hear about it. I am the one that spoke it. I want Ndigbo to have a heart of wickedness. You (Igbo) are too quiet. You are too cool. Enough is enough.

“If you (Igbo) have a means of killing the Yoruba and the Bini, kill them. Put me on record (for saying so). It is time to start killing the Yoruba and the Bini. Put poison in all their foods at work. Put poison in their water, let them die one after the other.”

This, in her weird and convoluted logic, is an appropriate response for what she probably perceives as hatred of the Igbo by the kindred of those she wants to be poisoned. Understandably, many Igbo and other Nigerians have called for her arrest and prosecution by Canadian authorities.

Peter Obi, presidential candidate of the Labour Party, weighed in against ethnic profiling that justifies insults and such deranged incitement against Nigerian compatriots. Abike Dabiri-Erewa, Chairman of Nigerians in Diaspora Commission, reportedly got the Canadian police to arrest the woman, who is reported to have been sent home from her job.

These interventions may have checked her and others inclined to surreptitiously execute the fatwa, in the cause of an irrational, demented, deranged and genocidal agenda obviously fed by hate, though an equally unstable “Kingsley,” based in Austria, responded by asking the Bini to poison Igbo children.

Her action trumps the gaffe of Eze Ndigbo Ajao Estate who called on the militia arm of separatist Indigenous People of Biafra pressure group to visit violence in cosmopolitan Lagos State, where many of his Igbo kinsmen reside and earn their livelihood.

Her call also reminds one of IPOB’s Nnamdi Kanu and Simon Ekpa, who employ vitriolic incendiaries against the Yoruba and the entire country of Nigeria that Kanu derisively described as a zoo. There’s also an unstable Yoruba apologist, with the name, Grand something, who called for the annihilation of Igbo residents in Lagos.

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Imagine how the words, “We Germans fear God, but nothing else on this earth,” uttered by a servant in Asyl fur Obdachose, or Asylum for the Homeless, an Austrian shelter for the destitute, affected the young and impressionable Adolf Hitler, who grew up to become the scourge that annihilated roughly six million Jews during the Second World War.

Hitler, who adopted the title of Fuhrer, which ordinarily means leader, but became synonymous with totalitarianism, coldly ordered the death of Jews in gas chambers in concentration camps at Auschwitz, Treblinka, Belzec and other death chambers, in a most horrendous holocaust.

By the way, holocaust is derived from two Greek words, “holos,” or whole, and “Kaustos,” or burned! So that such proportion of hate is never replicated in the history of mankind, Every man must be careful about the “truth” and history they pass to succeeding generations.

In the books of most reasonable people, the outbursts of this lady, especially in a society with a well-structured legal and security system, are nothing short of lunacy; only a possibly deranged individual can issue such fatwa.

If this development is not nipped swiftly, it could lead to the level of Rwandan-proportion tragedies that set nomadic Tutsis against farmer Hutus in a genocidal war that resulted in the death of more than 800,000 Rwandans in just 100 days of sheer horror.

This woman, who offered no particular reasons for her hate speech, reminds one of Iago, the evil character in William Shakespeare’s tragedy, “Othello.” Literary critics described Iago as a villain with “motiveless malignity.” He needlessly schemed for the downfall and death of his boss, Othello, and his harmless wife, Desdemona.

Her action may have resulted from “institutional knowledge,” handed down, over the decades, by ethnically bigoted elders, who wanted to achieve parochial political objectives, by framing Nigeria’s history, so that younger generations of Igbo and Yoruba, resent, if not hate, each other.

The Igbo must stop profiling the Yoruba as their traducers, and embrace them as partners in the Nigerian project. And the Yoruba must be more accommodating of the Igbo. Leaders of both groups must engage in soul-searching dialogues to achieve lasting solutions. If not, both sides will forever remain apprehensive of each other.

There is no doubt that Nigeria’s recent history is shaped by opinions formed from events that occurred after the first military coup, the countercoup, the unnecessary Civil War and the half-hearted reconciliation that led to the phenomenon of “Abandoned Property” and dislocation of the Igbo in the Nigerian economy.

Though the Igbo found a way around the economic disadvantages, they are yet to achieve full reintegration into Nigerian society and its politics. As long as a “glass wall” shuts the Igbo out, and they too play the victim card, it may take some time for One-Nigeria to manifest.

Maybe Nigeria needs to assemble its historians, anthropologists, sociologists, psychologists, economists, political scientists, philosophers and culture experts to interrogate the Nigerian society, identify causes of the fissures and social tensions and recommend a harmonious political, social and economic template to achieve social justice for all.

In addition, pressure groups, like the National Peace Committee, led by former military Head of State, General Abubakar Abusalami (retd.); The Patriots, led by Emeka Anyaoku, former Secretary General of Commonwealth of Nations; Yoruba Afenifere and Ohaneze Ndigbo, should join the conversation.

Maybe calls for a review of Nigeria’s political structure are the place to start. The crooked firewood from faraway Canada must not be allowed to upset the fire of harmony in Nigeria.