I awakened this morning with a robust urge to put in writing this text. However as I opened the system I ran out of fuel. Nothing was forthcoming as I grasped at straws for one thing to select on. When this occurs, I normally scour the web in search of a sizzling subject to latch on however this time, all I’m seeing are tepid run of the mill tales. Bobrisky the favored transvestite or no matter it’s that he’s was as traditional main all story traces. Kemi Olunloyo the indefatigable Investigative Journalist that she calls herself was at her easiest, asking the extremely revered Normal Overseer of the Redeemed Church, Pastor Adeboye to attempt to sleep with one among his Church members – fairly attention-grabbing—and the CBN refusing to approve MTN’s plan to cost some ridiculous price on USSD Transaction.
As I scour, the Nigerian spirit begins to daybreak on me and Fela’s traditional – struggling and smiling hits me. The lyrics, very germane to the state of affairs in our nation proceed to waft by means of my senses as I glean by means of the Nigerian spirit. ‘everyday na the same thing….’ Because the maestro growls in my head along with his humorous refrain women who coudn’t careless in regards to the notes chime irritatingly at me – struggling and smiling they scream….
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Then, I see that Davido has simply welcomed a brand new child boy from his beloved Chioma even because the billionaire politician, Ned Nwoko, continues his whirlwind romance with the actress who may cross for his granddaughter. Then, inflation spikes, Buhari cuts journey allowance for his Ministers and outrightly bans them from travelling. The First Girl apologizes and strikes on, Obaseki and Oshiomole proceed with their tug of warfare and Lagos is submerged.
Fela screams – endure endure for world, enjoyment for heaven….. as he rails towards a corrupt non secular eco system simply as I attain the Dakolo/Coza wahala. She has sued for N10m damages, he has counter sued and the roforofo is occurring. I nonetheless keep that solely these two and their God really is aware of the reality however who am I to say something. By this time, Fela’s tune has reached the purpose the place he’s asking us to ‘open your eyes everywhere, archbishop na enjoyment, Imam na …… my people’ and the dire state of affairs we discover ourselves with a collapsed financial system additional compounded by a rapist inclined non secular techniques simply sinks down into my unconscious.
Huge brother is over, the younger lady has run away into the arms of her Lothario with N30m and an assortment of presents, the telcos and organizers are smiling to the Financial institution and the stark actuality of our state of affairs is thrown at our face with the revelation that over 50 million individuals voted over the last week of the programme. In the event you now juxtapose this with the numbers launched by INEC as to the variety of voters within the final election you’re going to get what Fela referred to as ‘na poi’.
We’re actually in a ‘poi’ state of affairs the place we’re all being taken in our bottom by individuals who faux to be leaders affected by an enormous manifest future. They’ve anointed themselves leaders not minding that they continue to be bereft of the qualities and capabilities of the sort of management we’d like…. After which Fela’s voice immediately breaks and the militant horns man feels like he’s about to cry when he belts out… na completely different sort of that means and immediately will get again his gusto with a climatic yell…; animals in human skins’
If he’s advised in the present day wherever he’s that animals have actually taken over he’ll die over again. He will need to have written that tune in a haze throughout a big consumption of what he normally is aware of greatest to take and when he got here again to his senses will need to have mentioned to himself, ‘that was crap, but who cares let it go’. At the moment these prophetic lyrics have come to cross as we see. ‘ na craze man be that, animal in craze man skin… wey want dash me my human right’. Did I scream, once I noticed the Customs Head say safety ought to take priority of human rights and immediately return to ‘ human rights na my property, you cant dash me my property’
The phrase struggling and smiling encapsulates our tendencies in Nigeria of in the present day. This evolves in my thought processes as I meander from crater to crater to mini Lagoons avoiding floating homes and girls in wrapper with nothing below scooping the Lagos lagoon out of their bedrooms. What else can we do, since we can not combat those that say they’ve the masterplan however to proceed to smile at our struggling?
By Joseph Edgar….