Frisky Larr (M. A.)
Radio/Television Journalist/Communication Scientist,
Govt. accredited Translator/Interpreter of the English language
Judicially sworn interpreter of English (Regional Court of Bochum)
Germany
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Its Christmas time and the time is calling for the obvious act.
Nothing can better trigger the momentum than the folly of now and
there is obviously, no stopping the raging soul train when the die
is cast. Its Christmas time but they don’t know the meaning.
They’re celebrating and cheering whilst their doom draws near.
Yar’Adua: Do they know it’s
Christmas Time? by Frisky Larr
Christmas time is Yar’Adua’s time. Yar’Adua is not Jesus though.
Yar’Adua is no sanctity. He even has no divine calling. But
Christmas time highlights his being if Nigerians know what
Christmas means. The hand of the clock repeatedly runs a
circumference of twelve hours. The calendar year runs a length of
twelve good months. Take each hour in the course of a clock to
mean one month on the calendar’s page. December would stand for
the zero hour where the hand of the clock would start its race. 25th
December – a week to the end of the zero hour – would spell
convergence on the end of time. Not the birth of Jesus. Not
sanctity or divinity. It would mean two minutes to the middle of
night when the lights would go off and darkness would take
control.
Such is the nature of Nigeria’s rudderless state in our present
day. Its Christmas time and Yar’Adua’s boys are celebrating
recurrent victories in individual battles while the question of
victory in the overall war is thrown wider open than ever before.
Many have not realized for whom the bell of death is loudly
tolling. Ernest Hemmingway seems to have had the Yar’Adua boys in
mind when he wrote in 1940: "No Man is an Island, entire of
itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
[...] and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it
tolls for thee.”
Those South-South boys in the Board of Trustees of the People’s
Democratic Party are symptomatic today, of the height of
foolishness, childishness and the boundless reach of stupidity.
Whoever read the headlines a few days ago will understand where my
anger is directed.
The long-gone factor of journalistic objectivity had one more
opportunity of rearing its head in these sad days, while
highlighting the failure of Ex-President Obasanjo to secure the
support of the Board of Trustees that he heads, in mobilizing
action on the constitutional replacement of Yar’Adua in the
aftermath of his long-drawn absence from the seat of power.
Whichever media outlet broke the news, it took pleasure in
reflecting Obasanjo’s poor understanding of practical politics by
failing to rally support for his position before gathering his
boys in the Board of Trustees. He was described as a sad man as
only two persons in the BoT supported his stance and even the men
from his home-base in the South-South region abandoned the old man
to leave him in the cold. Schadenfreude was obvious in invisible
grins in an endless onslaught to humiliate a man and show him
where he belongs.
But did the timing make any sense? Did the action achieve any aim?
Is the man Obasanjo any smaller now than he was yesterday because
his BoT rejected his stance? Did these fools consider the
collateral damage of their childish vendetta? Who stands to lose
aside from the country that they had vowed to defend? When will
Nigerians learn to keep the perception of overblown personal
importance in the background and do first things first? What
consultation did those people require to recognize the truth?
Should consultation precede every issue including the flimsiest of
them and those that are more than obvious?
For the avoidance of doubt, there is no question whatsoever that
prior consultation with the right people, at the right place and
at the right time is an inevitable quality of good leadership in
the management of civil organizations. There should be no
mistaking however, that the inevitability of preliminary
consultations is fundamentally the brainchild of complexity when
subjects prove difficult to resolve. No positive skills in
practical politics are for instance required to realize that the
nomination of a Presidential candidate for a political party
requires preliminary consultations for broader support.
But what support would you need when the constitution of a land is
wantonly breached and the culprits are not even making a secret of
it. The pages of our newspapers is awash day-in, day-out with
headlines underscoring an avowed intention of stopping the Vice
President from becoming an acting President no matter how long the
President takes to recuperate. Yet, it was the time deemed so fit
for vendetta and childish reckoning in the spirit of misplaced
humiliation?
Feelers from foreign countries have been mounting in recent days
signaling a general readiness to tolerate a military coup if one
happened in Nigeria today. Functionaries – one after the other –
have given this salient hint in recent times, above all else, from
the USA. Yet we placed personal conceitedness at the fore of our
actions? Whose bell of death is tolling here? Obasanjo’s alone?
The time is close to darkness. Christmas time is there in our
collective destiny. Yet we fail to see the signs on the
blood-stained wall. “In the abundance of water, the fool is
thirsty in a rat race!” Everyone knows who once sang these
wise words. The fools are celebrating the senseless defeat of a
meaningful step in the abundance of solutions. A minimal first
step that would not even have gone halfway to resolve the
persisting impasse but only have sent a positive signal to the
Yar’Adua mafia that is presently acting with careless impunity.
Political parties we have in abundance. Students Unions and Civil
Societies too! Wole Soyinka played a ball that he shot to the
courts of civil societies. It was not hard to see what message he
had in mind. Civil Society is simply refusing to play the ball
back and take control of civil disobedience as would have been the
case in grown democracies. Time is overdue to wrest the nation
from the mafia and its extended arms in the BoT of the ruling
party.
In all of these though, the current Vice President is pathetically
shitting himself with fear, dreading the days that he be seen as
disloyal. Disloyal to a man who never picked him out of love in
the first place! Questionable “loyalty” in a scene that is
decorated with a constitution that he swore to uphold! Goodluck
Jonathan is long becoming a problem more than a victim. He is
transmitting the image of imbecility that raises questions about
his fitness for politics. The bile and the guts to stand tall and
demand one’s rights with the gallantry of knighthood once made
heroes of the middle ages. These days though, the courts and camps
of political interest take the place of the swords and shields.
Yet Jonathan proudly and stoically refuses to show his colors and
stand by them. He takes pride in playing loyal while his
adversaries openly swear to dislodge him and declare him a traitor
in Obasanjo’s camp.
Yet he fails to detect when silence is no longer golden but
outright foolish. While he flourishes in the renewal of vows of
loyalty to some Turais and even Aondoaakas, his days as a viable
politician capable of leaving his mark on the history of Nigeria
are fast dwindling and his dwarfish image soaring high.
In the calculation of loyalty to Ex-President Obasanjo as
allegedly advanced by the Yar’Adua mafia, the fear of undoing all
pro-Northern policy reversals undertaken by Yar’Adua and his
cabals is seen as the driving force behind the relentless sabotage
of Jonathan’s constitutional rights. Aside from the faulty
reckoning not taking cognizance of the time and resources a
pro-Obasanjo Jonathan would require to embark in an impossible
anti-northern task in a 14-month tenure, the ridiculing of
Jonathan in the swearing-in of a Chief Justice and the repeated
chant of vows to dislodge Jonathan should have been reasons enough
for Jonathan to reposition himself and throw down the gauntlets.
After all those kinky Aondoaakas and the mafia they serve only put
on their pants also one leg at a time like everyone of us.
Does Jonathan fear for his life? Is there anything of importance
that he has not yet achieved for his kids and anyone he may leave
behind? Why can’t a politician understand that serving a country
honestly requires putting one’s own life on the line of fire? Why
is the preparedness never there whilst there is readiness to loot
the treasury?
What more could have portrayed Jonathan as leading a fight for the
restoration of constitutional democracy today than seeking the
implementation of the relevant sections of the constitution? Would
this not attract public support? The dubious and often illegal
fights led by Atiku Abubakar in the days of Olusegun Obasanjo do
not measure in magnitude to what obtains today in the questionable
scene of Nigeria’s fraudulent politics.
David Mark of the Senate and the Bankole man of the House of
Representatives are currently treading a thorny path that will
place them on the path of destruction if the button of revolution
finally triggers. They seem to be relentlessly acting to frustrate
positive actions in doing what is simply right. They remind me of
Nicolai Causcescu of Romania who was blinded by the blin-blin
shine of the presidential palace and failed to see the writing on
the wall and in good time too. Those shameless thugs of the BoT
and the ambitious political assassins of the broader scene are up
against a battle they are bound to lose and Jonathan’s show of
cowardice is extending our days of doom in the midst of shame and
disrespect.
Its Christmas time and the time is calling for the obvious act.
Nothing can better trigger the momentum than the folly of now and
there is obviously, no stopping the raging soul train when the die
is cast. Its Christmas time but they don’t know the meaning.
They’re celebrating and cheering whilst their doom draws near.