I have a couple of friends in the Diaspora but there is one of them I am constantly in touch with through the internet; we chat every other day. A couple of weeks ago, we were chatting again about happenings in our country,
For the knowledge of those Nigerians in the Diaspora who have been curious about how we have been surviving in a debilitating environment, a typical day since I became conscious of life and its susceptibilities has been akin to what Prince Bola Ajibola described as ‘backward progress.’ When I was growing up in Ilaro, a town in the western part of
I had expected a constant supply of electricity because there was a standby electricity generating set at the club but when I checked in, I met a dark and hot room. It was then I remembered that I did not hear the humming of the gen. set as I entered the premises of the club. I had to rush to the administrative office to demand the reasons for the blackout. I was told that NEPA had embarked on rationing the supply of electricity for some time because Egbin Power Station had been shut down. Reason: gas was in short supply.
Now, for those my brothers and sisters in the Diaspora, let me explain certain terms as used in the preceding paragraph. NEPA is the acronym for National Electric Power Authority. It is the body responsible for managing the generation and supply of electricity to Nigerians before the second coming of Mr Obasanjo. One of the irrational decisions Mr Obasanjo and his cronies took was to change NEPA to PHCN, Power Holding Company of Nigeria as if what Nigerians needed was a name to make power constantly available. Egbin on the other hand was established to supply gas that should ensure an effective power of current. The gas latent of
A visit to any location where Nigerians are susceptible to converge– beer joints, internet café, bus stop, road side restaurant, motor mechanic workshop and the likes will reveal the nature of their aversion, discomfort and agony, the revulsion which they express in form of curses and expletives rained on those who had refused to manage the resources and wealth of the nation for the benefit of Nigerians, each time power is interrupted. For instance, in my Lafenwa area of
Education, that system that ensures continuity of development in a polity, is at a crisis point. Everybody has agreed that decay has set in and an urgent surgery is required to restore confidence and hope in the system. The nature of remedy has left me reeling with laughter. There is a body charged with the responsibility of recruiting students into the public tertiary schools, the acronym is JAMB, the full meaning is Joint Admissions and Matriculations Board. About a year ago JAMB was found guilty of incompetence by the abracadabra bureaucracy which has become the signature tune of
Then in stepped Mr Obasanjo, the former vice president, the churches, setting up private universities all in the name of salvaging the sinking quality of education in our dear country. The modus operandi of the charade they called remedy, establishment of private university, is so ludicrous that one of the major actors in the drama, Covenant University, established by The Living Spring Church aka Winners Chapel, has forbidden its products from discussing their sexuality! From every indication, the philosophy of the private tertiary schools is to act as models for the public tertiary schools so that when the proprietors of the public schools see the academic and character excellence of the products of the private schools, they will adjust their system of administering the public schools.
Good thinking, one should affirm. But how effectively has the intention of the champions of the sanctity of the model-private university been realized? In the first instance the laxity and deficiency in the quality of education does not start at the tertiary level; it begins from the home. How Bishop Oyedepo of
Water supply? That is a luxury. The best candidate to narrate the state of generation and supply of this fluid of life is the Nigerian who has to wake up as early as
It is ridiculously funny that the monthly take home of a constable in the Nigeria Police Force is less than 10,000 naira (ten thousand naira) about eighty dollars! Yet, it this same hapless policeman who will be armed with a rifle and asked to patrol a beat. It is the same underpaid officer who will be asked to investigate a crime. The quality of policing expected from such officers is better left to imagination. Right now the police force of the federal republic is sagging under a serious financial fraud. A Fund or is it a Foundation, one is not so sure of the name, was set up to manage some fund for the welfare of members of the force but money running to several billion of naira must have walked away. My brothers and sisters in the Diaspora may ask Festus Keyamo at firstname.lastname@example.org about the police scandal.
Just last Wednesday,
More to come…