Akpabio, Kwankwaso as hollow scope
In Nigerian politics of ludicrous fraternity and sorority, no kind of gathering shocks again and with the way self-construct godfathers are coming to grief per second, per godson, Association of Godfathers (AG) may soon come on board, to, as usual, protect the “interests” of the members.
With practically nothing shaming the major political players anymore, the qualified members may even have the legend on official letter-heads and complimentary cards. Since self-conceit is the name of the game in projecting relevance, a telling word would surely be missing from the group name which should ordinarily read Association of Grieving Godfathers (AGG).
Apart from Bola Tinubu whose chi saw him through Raji Fashola’s tenure and helped him enthrone another protégé in Akinwunmi Ambode and to an appreciable level; Dr Bukola Saraki and his Abdul-fatai Ahmed hand-clutch, it has been a tale of bad market for ordinary mortals playing god in the Nigerian political space and even elsewhere. Did God not prove to miniature anti-Christ Barack Obama (he promoted sinful relativism more than any other world leader in history) that His ways aren’t his? The Kenya-hybrid wanted an HRC (Hillary Rodham Clinton) that would continue with infanticide in the name of Planned Parenthood, but my Father in heaven said He had heard enough of the cries of babies killed, days to their EDD (Expected Date of Delivery). He brought Trump.
The on-going rash of endorsement as the 2019 rat race peaks, speaks to the reality of a political class irretrievably lost to delusional omniscient complex. Is there something in politicians’ DNA that is patently blight?
Let’s take it that many of the kind aren’t into coffee and can’t figuratively and practically smell it, what about the lesson of Jesus Christ to the Christians amongst them in Matthew 24:32, which says “Now learn this lesson from the fig tree: as soon as its twigs get tender and its leaves come out, you know that summer is near?”
Those who want to make kings God hasn’t made, will always have winter experiences. Chief Olusegun Obasanjo is a John in the wilderness today because he won’t know when to say: God, have your way. Yes, his newest gospel may be resonating with a scandal-weary Nigerian crowd, but his god-like predictions on who would mount and never mount again, shows he hasn’t learnt anything, despite confirming that but for death, Umaru Ya’Ardua was close to doing him in.
Rabiu Kwankwaso, now a state-declared public enemy, was alive and active in the Nigerian political space when Chimaroke Nnamani turned his enthroner, Jim Nwobodo, to a fugitive in Enugu. He’s become a major player when Sullivan Chime gave exact dose to Nnamani who single-handedly created a monster-governor (a wife-beater is a monster) out of a apolitical wedding-day best-man. Rabiu wants to rule Nigeria, but his estranged protégé-governor Umar Ganduje says he’s now a fugitive in Kano.
How will someone without a base, seek to rule over the rest? Ganduje should also be too certain that he would one day become a fugitive in Kano if he allowed the god-complex when his tenure ends. Was Rotimi Amaechi not an ordinary aide to Peter Odili as he was to Kwankwaso? Could it be that Ganduje learnt the art of total emasculation of benefactor from Rotimi, who scared the great Odili so much that coming around to Port-Harcourt, became a matter of life and death?
The great patron of the riotous Kwankwasiyya Movement now requires police permit to “visit” a state where his magic wand produced 2 million votes for Buhari in 2015 out of 2 million registered voters. And now, he’s even being denied, turning him to a fugitive in Abuja! What a life.
Another exotic creation of Nigeria’s unique politics is Godswill Akpabio. I had personal encounters with him, so I could call him the original galala man. He was overwhelming in his politics. But he forgot an important lesson of war. A friend who knows you inside out is an enemy you may not be able to contain. It should ordinarily be a no-brainer that anyone close enough to know how you make things happen, if empowered, will know enough to make things happen to you. Here are men, as beloved aides, to whom, you open the closet of your election-winning shenanigans and the phase of boys-2-men must surely come.
That is always the conflict point and as long as you have individuals like Idongesit Nkanga, Effiong Bob and Anietie Okon who led Akpabio’s strike force in the battle to upstage his former boss Victor Attah and now playing the same three-man striking terror for Udom Emmanuel against his estranged benefactor; Akpabio, you will always have lice and blood on the finger tips. At a meeting when he was governor, the senate minority leader described self as suave. Now that suave politics is breaking his heart, next time, he will allow God’s will.
What is really the obsession with trying cloning a self-figure in office? I doubt it is all about self-perpetuation, sustained influence-wielding or covering the s*.t holes. It must be a spiritual bond and bound. It could only be, for even neighbours not to learn from the first to come into such succession misfortune. You can bet Udom too having his eyes on his own “man” if re-elected. I hold it’s karma, for the vicious cycle to be this unending. Didn’t Jesus say in Matthew 26:52 that “you draw the sword, you die by it”.
As I write this, my mind is on the developing Ekiti bromance. Will Professor Kolapo Olusola, the celebrated dove, also go hawkish when his governorship gets to puberty stage? Jeremiah 17:9 rings a din.