My neighbour like many Nigerians is totally insecure.
Like the epileptic nature of PHCN, my neighbour seems to always be on and off. Every time that PHCN cuts off electricity, my neighbour hisses, complains, and begins long spiels on how Nigeria is deteriorating.
Lucky him; he has the popular “I betta pass my neighbour” type of generator. Every time tries to make it start, he says to himself , “thank God I have this small gen o. What will I do in this heat?”
He then continues to rant like a mad man on how there is light in Togo. Usually by the time he begins the talk about the uselessness of Nigeria, his generator has come on. But he still keeps ranting and muttering words to himself.
Sometimes, PHCN restores electricity in less than an hour and my neighbour hurriedly moves his feet towards his generator. At that time he usually says, “These people did not have toys when they were growing up o, abi why are they playing with the light like children?”
Rather than leave the generator outside (as we all know, he’ll need it in another hour or so) my neighbour takes it into his house for fear that it will get stolen. He says, “In this Nigeria we don’t know who is who.”
My neighbour, like many Nigerians, is totally insecure. They are quite good at ranting though. They are quick to let you know how electricity was constant in the 60’s. They know when Kanji Dam was built; they know what Benin-Ore road once looked like. They were taught by missionaries so they know what quality education is. They have been to London so they know that the system works. They also know that armed robbery is a major fallout from the Civil War. All the history that led Nigeria to where it is now is right at their finger tips.
They post on twitter how the government has failed the people. In fact during the #OccupyNigeria protest, you must have seen them. They led the way at Ojota. They carried the biggest placards and had the loudest voices. Their voices were so loud, CNN noticed. They cursed Jonathan’s dispensation and the leaders before him. They sang the praises of Awolowo and Azikiwe. They chorused Fela’s songs.
On the day that a certain governor dared to say that his party would rule Nigeria for the next 50 years, they hurled curses at him on twitter, never mind that he doesn’t operate his twitter account. They even diverted the anger at a certain young man who decided to join the party (not that I’m on your side Ohimai).
My problem with these folks has been the same for a long time now. When it’s time to elect new leaders, their enthusiasm suddenly drops. All the action and rolling of sleeves up cannot be accounted for. On election queues you would majorly find old men trotting along with their umbrella’s to shield the sun.
My people would be tweeting results and monitoring activities of hoodlums. They would never step out and their roles would not matter in the country’s decision-making. The one opportunity to effect the change they badly want and they let it slip by them. When obviously incompetent winners emerge, they would begin the ranting procedure for another four years and slowly the people who want to rule for 50 years would have their way. They would most probably sit in their mighty big chairs at Aso Rock and laugh at them. They would say; they have all the talk, but no action.
About the author: Shittu-Alamu, is a writer, an eclectic public speaker and master of ceremonies with a degree in History and International Relations. Passionate about the media and of a strong believe that “it is my platform to building the Nigeria of my dreams”. I host a yearly Christmas show on television.
I love God, I love people.
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