"Another Christmas is Come"
We are among the living by God's special grace to witness another Christmas. Merry Christmas, greetings to you in the name of God most high, ever living,ever faithful,ever merciful.
For those of us who believe in Christ, Jesus is not only the Reason for the Season, but the Very essence of our Being and Faith, therefore we must remain the salt of the earth,the light to all nations and be ready to carry our cross for the sake of our eternity.
For those who do not believe in Christ, humanity is in one of its most trying moments of religious disharmony, since the collapse of the communism and the end of cold war, the Ideological war has been replaced by a wave of religious acrimony especially in Africa, Asia and the middle east. Yet we know that God who is omnipotent to have created us will not be helpless to need man to fight for Him. Every man should therefore have the right to freedom of worship without discrimination.
For those who do not believe in God, man has fallaciously attained a state where science and technology seeks to make life so comfortable that God is seen absent. Few tribes and cultures remain pagans, but more people who were born in the faith especially in the developed world have replaced God with modernity.
Globalization has made the world a smaller village, yet humanity is more divided. If we had all put God at the centre of our existence, we would have been converging rather than diverging.
Jesus Christ whose birth we celebrate is a perfect example of the best of humanity. He gave up his glory to shed his blood as a price for mankind. The word became flesh and dwelled among us. He was the connector between the Law and Love, he is human ,yet divine.
At this Christmas like others in the past, we celebrate the birth of a child who came to reconcile man with God, but at this Christmas more than ever the world is bloodier, and our immediate environment is worse off. From the carnage caused by religious extremists and armed robbers, to economic deprivation facing many of our citizens, from denied access to quality and affordable health care to unpliable and accident prone roads, more Nigerians face the threat of extermination. The truth is that Nigeria may not be facing any external aggression but Nigeria is at war.The country is at war with itself, the citizens are killing themselves ,this is the return of investment in decades of corruption, maladministration,ignorance,docility and many other vices. We have more security agents but we are less secured. We have more schools but we are less enlightened, we have more money budgeted but we face infrastructural collapse. But worse of it, we live in an era when morality, charity, and respect for life are greatly eroded.
As we mark yet another Christmas amidst our greatest insecurity, we remember all our friends and relations in Jos, Bauchi, Maiduguri, Damaturu among many other places. Not that anywhere is security proof any more but these places have seen more bloody campaigns ,we turn to God the author and finisher of all for protection,safety,security and peace.
On behalf of Salvador, Cecy and myself, I am wishing you all in Credoworld a blessed and reassured Christmas. I pray to our Saviour to bless us all and keep us, to guard,guide and protect us and ours. May the love which the birth of the messiah brings never depart from us and our family. May God grant to us the wishes of our hearts. May He be merciful upon us and our country,restore peace and security;deliver us from any insensitive leadership and restore us back to the path of prosperity,progress, sustainable development and true reconciliation. May our children know the peace we knew as children without growing up in fear and a blood oozing society.
CredoChristmas,Merry Christmas!
Thank you.
Yours in Credo,
Sammy.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
THE YEAR TWO THOUSAND AND REVOLUTION
THE YEAR TWO THOUSAND AND REVOLUTION
CredoWriters:Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
The year Two Thousand and Eleven will go down as one of the richest years in history. Students of history and historians,military tacticians, strategists,politicians, statesmen, diplomats, rescue workers, journalists, religious, royalty, health workers, financial experts, academics, researchers, scientists, trade unionists, human and civil rights activist; in fact all of us will remember the events of this year 2011 whether for good or bad, and even mixed.
In no particular order, from the Jasmine revolution in Tunisia which outsed Ben Ali and heralded the Arab spring that quickly spread to Egypt and forced out Mubarak. The bloodbath in Libya which resulted in the NATO incursion which only ended with the death of the brotherly king of kings, Col. Gadhafi, to the continuos blood shed in Syria and Yemen, Bahrain . There is no year in history compared to this when the quantity and quality of people across countries took their destiny in their own hands and dared death by taking on and confronting the status quo. In sub Saharan Africa, the year begun with the drama of the December 2010 election in Cote d Ivore which led to killings of Ivorians and the eventual capture of the then President Gbago who has now been transported to the Hague for trial.
Post election violence in Nigeria claimed hundreds of lives in Northern Nigeria following the Victory of Goodluck Jonathan in the Presidential elections. The boko harram bombings in Maiduguri graduated into daring bomb attacks in the capital Abuja, and other cities and villages. The independence of South Sudan and the tension between the two Sudans The famine in East Africa, the disputed elections in Congo, the elections in Liberia.
The royal wedding of Prince William and Kate on April 30th , the killing of Osama Bin Ladin in Pakistan the next day after 10 years on the run, the 10 years anniversary of the September 11th attacks,the tension between USA and Pakistan over terrorists. The end of hostilities by the Basque separatists ETA in Spain. The phone hacking scandal in the U.K.
In Asia, the Japanese tsunami in March and the nuclear disaster that followed at Fukushima plant, the rising water in Thailand. The beatification of Pope John Paul the great, the attack on the Pro Canterbury Anglicans in Zimbabwe.
The latest Euro crisis, which originated from the financial crises in countries like Greece, Spain, Italy, Portugal have exposed the failure of liberial economics and have led to massive demonstrations in western countries, the occupy wall street demonstrations, the London riots, the demonstrations in Russia after the December parliamentary elections. The Isreali-Hamas prisoner deal swap, the attack on British Embassy by Iranian students in Tehran.
The year 2011 is one not only full of history, but will greatly influence how the turn of events will be in the years to follow. From Economics to politics, security to environment, politics to diplomacy, 2011 is a major base year for actions and inaction.
What is key is that some fundamentals are non negotiable; freedom, economic prosperity, sensitive political decisions, pro people public policies, environmental preservation, security and protection. The lessons how ever is that the minority whether political,military or financial leaders; nationally or globally can not and should not continue to toy with the wishes of the people. No matter what it takes, the people are in real terms the sovereigns and they would demand for that which they gave their leaders to hold in trust for them.
Coming back home, we must not think that we are immuned from global happenings, the ruling class should not live in illusion for too long, they can choose to save the people the painful process of a revolution or continue to push their luck with unpopular policies that seek to continually improvish the millions of the already poor Nigerians. We live in fear of insecurity from terrorists and criminals, we live in fear of poor standard of living, we live in oppression by the people who were elected to serve us, squandering our resources to sustain their artificial lives, while expecting us to adjust to more bitter pills which have always failed .
How can a government which came to power promising to make Nigerians better be so bent on causing untold hardship? If the world bank and IMF are so good economic managers and advisers, why is Europe in crisis? If Goldman Sachs is so good, why did the sub prime lending crisis snowballed into a global economic meltdown. President Jonathan's romance with people from these institutions as his economic managers leaves bitter taste in the mouth of millions of our people who always bear the brunt of failed government policies. Ngozi is not a home grown economist but a mere agent of international capitalist order. Aganga is as downgraded as his Goldman Sachs which was just downgraded by Fitch. I have always argued that the price mechanism is a free radical that assumes any value , a magnified variable. However, if the President believes so much in it, let him deregulate the Aso Rock, raise internal revenue to run aso rock and withdraw public expenditure as a means of running the Presidential villa. They should collect tolls from visitors and entourages entering the villa. Make it a tourist attraction to generate revenue for the payment of workers in the villa.
Our lives as Nigerians ought to be more important than some meaningless neo liberial economic policies which hopes to save money from withdrawal of subsidies, money that will be wasted by corrupt politicians as always the case. We are more important than naira and kobo, when they spend billions to subsidize corruption, how comes it is the subsidy on fuel that is their major concern? Why didn't GEJ mention subsidy withdrawal as part of his electioneering promises earlier in the year? That makes it a fraud and deciet. How comes my former model Dr. Reuben Abati who had always written against this obnoxious government proposal ,finally comitted class suicide and joined the tiny click or cabal who have always held the nation by the throat? Why is Maku, the minister of information singing a different tune from what he sang during the anti-SAP riots? Is it because they all know as the case is, that they would never spend their money to pay for essentials and even luxuries? The government coffers is further plundered to cater for the expenses of serving and ex government officials and we all know that. Rather than sanitize the oil industry and prosecute the fat cats, the government is only window dressing, why can't our local refineries work? If the government can't take of a sector in their hands, is it by giving it up that they will be in control? To deregulate importation of fuel is not the same as deregulating the production or local refining of fuel. Is it not shamelessly shameful for Nigeria to import refined petroleum products from Ivory Coast, Senegal and even Niger in the making? What comparative advantages do these none oil producing countries have over Nigeria if not political will?
In 2011, the revolution may be far from us and only seen on our television screens and Internet, but unless the rulers make a clean break from their insensitivity, which I doubt any way, 2011 may just be the year in which the sleeping lion in the people is awaken into 2012. If the President feels he is a god who must have his way against public opinion and common sense, he should pause and see where gods before him like Mobutu, Ghadafi, Pinochet, and even Stalin ended. No man is bigger than his country, it was a mere unemployed Tunisian who set him blaze on the 17th of December 2010, to protest against his government's injustice and insensitivity. That singular move defined the greatest moments of 2011, let the pride of a regime which sees it's mandate as divine not drag us to a revolution which no one knows how it would end. The myth in Nigeria is that we can have a bloodless revolution, that is a fad. What ever happened to the maxim; vox populi, vox Dei?
CredoWriters:Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
The year Two Thousand and Eleven will go down as one of the richest years in history. Students of history and historians,military tacticians, strategists,politicians, statesmen, diplomats, rescue workers, journalists, religious, royalty, health workers, financial experts, academics, researchers, scientists, trade unionists, human and civil rights activist; in fact all of us will remember the events of this year 2011 whether for good or bad, and even mixed.
In no particular order, from the Jasmine revolution in Tunisia which outsed Ben Ali and heralded the Arab spring that quickly spread to Egypt and forced out Mubarak. The bloodbath in Libya which resulted in the NATO incursion which only ended with the death of the brotherly king of kings, Col. Gadhafi, to the continuos blood shed in Syria and Yemen, Bahrain . There is no year in history compared to this when the quantity and quality of people across countries took their destiny in their own hands and dared death by taking on and confronting the status quo. In sub Saharan Africa, the year begun with the drama of the December 2010 election in Cote d Ivore which led to killings of Ivorians and the eventual capture of the then President Gbago who has now been transported to the Hague for trial.
Post election violence in Nigeria claimed hundreds of lives in Northern Nigeria following the Victory of Goodluck Jonathan in the Presidential elections. The boko harram bombings in Maiduguri graduated into daring bomb attacks in the capital Abuja, and other cities and villages. The independence of South Sudan and the tension between the two Sudans The famine in East Africa, the disputed elections in Congo, the elections in Liberia.
The royal wedding of Prince William and Kate on April 30th , the killing of Osama Bin Ladin in Pakistan the next day after 10 years on the run, the 10 years anniversary of the September 11th attacks,the tension between USA and Pakistan over terrorists. The end of hostilities by the Basque separatists ETA in Spain. The phone hacking scandal in the U.K.
In Asia, the Japanese tsunami in March and the nuclear disaster that followed at Fukushima plant, the rising water in Thailand. The beatification of Pope John Paul the great, the attack on the Pro Canterbury Anglicans in Zimbabwe.
The latest Euro crisis, which originated from the financial crises in countries like Greece, Spain, Italy, Portugal have exposed the failure of liberial economics and have led to massive demonstrations in western countries, the occupy wall street demonstrations, the London riots, the demonstrations in Russia after the December parliamentary elections. The Isreali-Hamas prisoner deal swap, the attack on British Embassy by Iranian students in Tehran.
The year 2011 is one not only full of history, but will greatly influence how the turn of events will be in the years to follow. From Economics to politics, security to environment, politics to diplomacy, 2011 is a major base year for actions and inaction.
What is key is that some fundamentals are non negotiable; freedom, economic prosperity, sensitive political decisions, pro people public policies, environmental preservation, security and protection. The lessons how ever is that the minority whether political,military or financial leaders; nationally or globally can not and should not continue to toy with the wishes of the people. No matter what it takes, the people are in real terms the sovereigns and they would demand for that which they gave their leaders to hold in trust for them.
Coming back home, we must not think that we are immuned from global happenings, the ruling class should not live in illusion for too long, they can choose to save the people the painful process of a revolution or continue to push their luck with unpopular policies that seek to continually improvish the millions of the already poor Nigerians. We live in fear of insecurity from terrorists and criminals, we live in fear of poor standard of living, we live in oppression by the people who were elected to serve us, squandering our resources to sustain their artificial lives, while expecting us to adjust to more bitter pills which have always failed .
How can a government which came to power promising to make Nigerians better be so bent on causing untold hardship? If the world bank and IMF are so good economic managers and advisers, why is Europe in crisis? If Goldman Sachs is so good, why did the sub prime lending crisis snowballed into a global economic meltdown. President Jonathan's romance with people from these institutions as his economic managers leaves bitter taste in the mouth of millions of our people who always bear the brunt of failed government policies. Ngozi is not a home grown economist but a mere agent of international capitalist order. Aganga is as downgraded as his Goldman Sachs which was just downgraded by Fitch. I have always argued that the price mechanism is a free radical that assumes any value , a magnified variable. However, if the President believes so much in it, let him deregulate the Aso Rock, raise internal revenue to run aso rock and withdraw public expenditure as a means of running the Presidential villa. They should collect tolls from visitors and entourages entering the villa. Make it a tourist attraction to generate revenue for the payment of workers in the villa.
Our lives as Nigerians ought to be more important than some meaningless neo liberial economic policies which hopes to save money from withdrawal of subsidies, money that will be wasted by corrupt politicians as always the case. We are more important than naira and kobo, when they spend billions to subsidize corruption, how comes it is the subsidy on fuel that is their major concern? Why didn't GEJ mention subsidy withdrawal as part of his electioneering promises earlier in the year? That makes it a fraud and deciet. How comes my former model Dr. Reuben Abati who had always written against this obnoxious government proposal ,finally comitted class suicide and joined the tiny click or cabal who have always held the nation by the throat? Why is Maku, the minister of information singing a different tune from what he sang during the anti-SAP riots? Is it because they all know as the case is, that they would never spend their money to pay for essentials and even luxuries? The government coffers is further plundered to cater for the expenses of serving and ex government officials and we all know that. Rather than sanitize the oil industry and prosecute the fat cats, the government is only window dressing, why can't our local refineries work? If the government can't take of a sector in their hands, is it by giving it up that they will be in control? To deregulate importation of fuel is not the same as deregulating the production or local refining of fuel. Is it not shamelessly shameful for Nigeria to import refined petroleum products from Ivory Coast, Senegal and even Niger in the making? What comparative advantages do these none oil producing countries have over Nigeria if not political will?
In 2011, the revolution may be far from us and only seen on our television screens and Internet, but unless the rulers make a clean break from their insensitivity, which I doubt any way, 2011 may just be the year in which the sleeping lion in the people is awaken into 2012. If the President feels he is a god who must have his way against public opinion and common sense, he should pause and see where gods before him like Mobutu, Ghadafi, Pinochet, and even Stalin ended. No man is bigger than his country, it was a mere unemployed Tunisian who set him blaze on the 17th of December 2010, to protest against his government's injustice and insensitivity. That singular move defined the greatest moments of 2011, let the pride of a regime which sees it's mandate as divine not drag us to a revolution which no one knows how it would end. The myth in Nigeria is that we can have a bloodless revolution, that is a fad. What ever happened to the maxim; vox populi, vox Dei?
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Even Generals go on Retreat; why can’t we?
CredoWriters:Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
We fight many battles in a war or fight one war on many fronts. We advance and attack, defend when we are attacked. We go into wars with or without reconnaissance and the enemy may be better equipped with more sophistication. Some of our wars are as old as we are or older in some cases than we are. Daily we go into one battle or the other, we win some and loose others, and we are still fighting some. For every time we dislodge the enemy and gain ground we celebrate, for the unfortunate times the enemy forces over run our positions we either withdraw or are caught and held captive; Prisoner of Wars!
We assault and attack, we defend, we withdraw and sometimes we surrender, but the crux is we hardly on our own go on retreats. We either are too confident in pushing our perimeter forward until we go into the desert or snow; or we are too scared by withdrawing from our S-line (positions) at H-hour. Some times we are forced to remain locked in battles with casualties without knowing when we should have retreated to re-launch, to retreat and re-strategize. Even when we are winning on one front, do we replicate our winning formula on all fronts? When our enemies advance against our positions we flee in fright or we are caught napping and unprepared. For the times we are engaged in endless battles , it may be difficult and dangerous to beat a retreat but if only we had earlier on taken a retreat to map out strategies on how to change tactics when the one we are using is not working; like cutting the enemy from the flanks if frontal assault is not effective. An earlier retreat would have helped us to decide when to use a spear head formation or a diamond head formation, when to go on caterpillar movement or leap frogging movement.
Simply put, to retreat is to go back to our trenches and take stock with the aim of improving. It can be a movement away from danger or a period of seclusion away from normal activities devoted to prayer and meditation. For this purpose it is a period of quiet rest and contemplation in a secluded place. Going on retreat enables us to consolidate on our gains and correct or errors. It helps us to eliminate our weaknesses and build on our strengths. When we retreat during life’s battle we will look at the formula making others to succeed and those hampering our own success. It allows us to look at our own superior fire power with the aim of innovating and improving even before we become obsolete. Retreat gives us a break from life’s vicissitudes with the aim of refreshing us mentally and physically to produce better formidable plans and actions.
Life is like war, we win, loose or remain in battle. It is best for us to win, worst for us to loose. As we win one battle we move to another battle until we win or loose the war. Some wars are won after fighting many battles, but some times one crucial battle determines the whole war. Whether we win or loose the war in our lives depends on how well we plan and execute the most significant battles in our life’s war. Most times though we are busy fighting the many battles of life without looking back to see if our methods are effective. A retreat today will assist us to change the course of our war; we may choose to earn salaries or advance to become entrepreneurs in our quest for financial emancipation. We may be loosing on emotional front due to pride or miscommunication and only a retreat will change our pride to humility and open up our communication line. Our spirituality may be a long range war with futile mortar when what we need is to propel a rocket or artillery; this we can only discover when we go on a retreat.
Living on earth with its complexities is like a soldier who though knows the danger of war can not but help to mobilize and meet his enemy at the battle field. He knows the danger of been attacked on his home front. When he meets the enemy at the battle field the best bet is to prepare his escape route even before the bugle is sounded and the worst is to blow his trumpet of victory far away from home; than to be crushed within his walls with no chance for his family to escape.
To know when to advance, attack, or withdraw; even when to surrender the soldier must have first gone on retreat. Retreat helps you avoid a surprise if you can’t win you will know when to withdraw. The best is for you to win, the worst is to reach a truce but not to be defeated out rightly. And that is the only way to make us rediscover ourselves.
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We fight many battles in a war or fight one war on many fronts. We advance and attack, defend when we are attacked. We go into wars with or without reconnaissance and the enemy may be better equipped with more sophistication. Some of our wars are as old as we are or older in some cases than we are. Daily we go into one battle or the other, we win some and loose others, and we are still fighting some. For every time we dislodge the enemy and gain ground we celebrate, for the unfortunate times the enemy forces over run our positions we either withdraw or are caught and held captive; Prisoner of Wars!
We assault and attack, we defend, we withdraw and sometimes we surrender, but the crux is we hardly on our own go on retreats. We either are too confident in pushing our perimeter forward until we go into the desert or snow; or we are too scared by withdrawing from our S-line (positions) at H-hour. Some times we are forced to remain locked in battles with casualties without knowing when we should have retreated to re-launch, to retreat and re-strategize. Even when we are winning on one front, do we replicate our winning formula on all fronts? When our enemies advance against our positions we flee in fright or we are caught napping and unprepared. For the times we are engaged in endless battles , it may be difficult and dangerous to beat a retreat but if only we had earlier on taken a retreat to map out strategies on how to change tactics when the one we are using is not working; like cutting the enemy from the flanks if frontal assault is not effective. An earlier retreat would have helped us to decide when to use a spear head formation or a diamond head formation, when to go on caterpillar movement or leap frogging movement.
Simply put, to retreat is to go back to our trenches and take stock with the aim of improving. It can be a movement away from danger or a period of seclusion away from normal activities devoted to prayer and meditation. For this purpose it is a period of quiet rest and contemplation in a secluded place. Going on retreat enables us to consolidate on our gains and correct or errors. It helps us to eliminate our weaknesses and build on our strengths. When we retreat during life’s battle we will look at the formula making others to succeed and those hampering our own success. It allows us to look at our own superior fire power with the aim of innovating and improving even before we become obsolete. Retreat gives us a break from life’s vicissitudes with the aim of refreshing us mentally and physically to produce better formidable plans and actions.
Life is like war, we win, loose or remain in battle. It is best for us to win, worst for us to loose. As we win one battle we move to another battle until we win or loose the war. Some wars are won after fighting many battles, but some times one crucial battle determines the whole war. Whether we win or loose the war in our lives depends on how well we plan and execute the most significant battles in our life’s war. Most times though we are busy fighting the many battles of life without looking back to see if our methods are effective. A retreat today will assist us to change the course of our war; we may choose to earn salaries or advance to become entrepreneurs in our quest for financial emancipation. We may be loosing on emotional front due to pride or miscommunication and only a retreat will change our pride to humility and open up our communication line. Our spirituality may be a long range war with futile mortar when what we need is to propel a rocket or artillery; this we can only discover when we go on a retreat.
Living on earth with its complexities is like a soldier who though knows the danger of war can not but help to mobilize and meet his enemy at the battle field. He knows the danger of been attacked on his home front. When he meets the enemy at the battle field the best bet is to prepare his escape route even before the bugle is sounded and the worst is to blow his trumpet of victory far away from home; than to be crushed within his walls with no chance for his family to escape.
To know when to advance, attack, or withdraw; even when to surrender the soldier must have first gone on retreat. Retreat helps you avoid a surprise if you can’t win you will know when to withdraw. The best is for you to win, the worst is to reach a truce but not to be defeated out rightly. And that is the only way to make us rediscover ourselves.
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Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Do you see anything to smile about?
CredoWriters: Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
Look at the violence in Jos, Bauchi and Maiduguri; do you see anything to smile about?
What about the spate of bombings, kidnapping and general insecurity in the country, is there anything to smile about?
Ask those who eat hunger and wear nakedness, do you think they will have anything to smile about?
Look at the increasing rate of graduate employment, imagine the non-graduates’ fate. Look at the numbers involved in child labour and slavery; do you see anything to smile about?
What about the incessant labour strike and fuel scarcity/price hike? Diesel and kerosene have soared beyond the reach of small scale businesses the masses, how can there be anything to smile about?
Look at the conditions of our refineries, textiles, agriculture and industries; what do you see to smile about?
Can you calculate the elasticity of corruption in Nigeria and truly tell the President we have news to smile about?
What about the murders, unresolved assassinations, robberies and frauds, mass illiteracy and wanton destruction of lives and properties?
How about the religious crises in the North, militancy in the South, Ritual killings in the East, Thuggery in the West and cut neck rents in Abuja. Is there anything to smile about?
Look at the plight of our citizenry and the living conditions of our people. Look at Benin-Ore-Lagos Express way, Ilorin-Jebba-Mokwa road, and other roads in the country, the sorry state of our power sector draining billions of dollars with little result, the insensitive public holders, the unrepentant corrupt civil servants, and the porous nature of our land and sea borders, do you see anything to smile about?
How about the decay in our educational sector? The collapse of public education and the mercantilism in the private education. Tell me the condition of our health care facilities, the failure of an efficient transport system and the slums called homes, what is there to smile about?
Look at the subversion of the state, the monster called terrorism, the evil called nepotism and the menace of exploitation. Look at the condition of our police stations and the caliber of our security agencies, what is there to smile about?
Look at food security or is it insecurity, the bastardization of our budget implementation and the ineffectiveness of project implementations, do you see anything to smile about?
We can’t sleep peacefully at home, walk fearlessly on the streets, work without fear at our offices and travel safely on the road?
What really is our heritage if we can’t find anything to smile about?
Look at the violence in Jos, Bauchi and Maiduguri; do you see anything to smile about?
What about the spate of bombings, kidnapping and general insecurity in the country, is there anything to smile about?
Ask those who eat hunger and wear nakedness, do you think they will have anything to smile about?
Look at the increasing rate of graduate employment, imagine the non-graduates’ fate. Look at the numbers involved in child labour and slavery; do you see anything to smile about?
What about the incessant labour strike and fuel scarcity/price hike? Diesel and kerosene have soared beyond the reach of small scale businesses the masses, how can there be anything to smile about?
Look at the conditions of our refineries, textiles, agriculture and industries; what do you see to smile about?
Can you calculate the elasticity of corruption in Nigeria and truly tell the President we have news to smile about?
What about the murders, unresolved assassinations, robberies and frauds, mass illiteracy and wanton destruction of lives and properties?
How about the religious crises in the North, militancy in the South, Ritual killings in the East, Thuggery in the West and cut neck rents in Abuja. Is there anything to smile about?
Look at the plight of our citizenry and the living conditions of our people. Look at Benin-Ore-Lagos Express way, Ilorin-Jebba-Mokwa road, and other roads in the country, the sorry state of our power sector draining billions of dollars with little result, the insensitive public holders, the unrepentant corrupt civil servants, and the porous nature of our land and sea borders, do you see anything to smile about?
How about the decay in our educational sector? The collapse of public education and the mercantilism in the private education. Tell me the condition of our health care facilities, the failure of an efficient transport system and the slums called homes, what is there to smile about?
Look at the subversion of the state, the monster called terrorism, the evil called nepotism and the menace of exploitation. Look at the condition of our police stations and the caliber of our security agencies, what is there to smile about?
Look at food security or is it insecurity, the bastardization of our budget implementation and the ineffectiveness of project implementations, do you see anything to smile about?
We can’t sleep peacefully at home, walk fearlessly on the streets, work without fear at our offices and travel safely on the road?
What really is our heritage if we can’t find anything to smile about?
THE DEAD ALSO SING
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen
THE DEAD ALSO SING
Blood in the community's eyes
this time again
why the wailing?
At the sound of the cathedral bells
Last night
the moon hid in shame
as humans were robbed
by "tiny" of their immunity.
How the priest will eulogize
at this requiem?
It's a shame that the sun had to run away
like a coward, never heard of that.
For man only to go and find succour
his wife couldn't provide
he swam between another's thighs,
and for himself won "tiny"
The lady, ever untired
of Adam's sons playing soccer in her pitch.
"tiny" refused going home after the league.
And so, Africa our beloved
this day is drained.
Strong sons cum daughters
reduced to vegetables
rotting little at a time
pending when the gardener weeds them away.
For "tiny" has sworn
'Am too strong to be killed'
rather man's immunity it kills
What an irony
back to the cathedral where once their heads were dipped at baptism in water
are brought back this time; for last rites.
The founders of this cathedral who we, they warned
to neither adulterate nor fornicate
exported to us, "tiny"
the very product of their immorality.
Where then our salvation lies Africa?
If only we were self sufficient, that everything from them we imported.
Not satisfied, we have imported "tiny de HIV"
Everlasting balance of trade deficit.
Who the soil would till?
who for us the woods pick?
of hunger our cattle would die?
the aged and the infants no one is spared?
From a distant land
a song
a land no one returns
not even with lion's majesty
no one returns from
This song is heard;
Let Africa with ears to the ground
Listen and again listen well or her map, away be wiped
THE DEAD ALSO SING
Blood in the community's eyes
this time again
why the wailing?
At the sound of the cathedral bells
Last night
the moon hid in shame
as humans were robbed
by "tiny" of their immunity.
How the priest will eulogize
at this requiem?
It's a shame that the sun had to run away
like a coward, never heard of that.
For man only to go and find succour
his wife couldn't provide
he swam between another's thighs,
and for himself won "tiny"
The lady, ever untired
of Adam's sons playing soccer in her pitch.
"tiny" refused going home after the league.
And so, Africa our beloved
this day is drained.
Strong sons cum daughters
reduced to vegetables
rotting little at a time
pending when the gardener weeds them away.
For "tiny" has sworn
'Am too strong to be killed'
rather man's immunity it kills
What an irony
back to the cathedral where once their heads were dipped at baptism in water
are brought back this time; for last rites.
The founders of this cathedral who we, they warned
to neither adulterate nor fornicate
exported to us, "tiny"
the very product of their immorality.
Where then our salvation lies Africa?
If only we were self sufficient, that everything from them we imported.
Not satisfied, we have imported "tiny de HIV"
Everlasting balance of trade deficit.
Who the soil would till?
who for us the woods pick?
of hunger our cattle would die?
the aged and the infants no one is spared?
From a distant land
a song
a land no one returns
not even with lion's majesty
no one returns from
This song is heard;
Let Africa with ears to the ground
Listen and again listen well or her map, away be wiped
Miss Brown
CredoPoets: Wakdok,Samuel Stephen
For a quiver full of
Arrows
I bare my chest as a stone.
Pierce my heart
For life without your seductive love
Is sin without temptation.
You are now as rude as a bear,
Since I have turned as ugly as sin.
If I am as silly as a goose
I have made you more bitter than gall.
You, who was sweeter than honey,
Once supple as swan.
Now is like vinegar. Sour!
I beg for a beam of light
From once your graceful face.
Even a crust of bread
Holds more value to you.
Like a troop of lion will pounce on a lamb.
I stand unarmed at your anger,
For a quiver full of arrows
My heart as weak as water.
For life without you
Is a gust of wind
A hail of fire
Life without your love
Is sin without temptation.
Vain.
For a quiver full of
Arrows
I bare my chest as a stone.
Pierce my heart
For life without your seductive love
Is sin without temptation.
You are now as rude as a bear,
Since I have turned as ugly as sin.
If I am as silly as a goose
I have made you more bitter than gall.
You, who was sweeter than honey,
Once supple as swan.
Now is like vinegar. Sour!
I beg for a beam of light
From once your graceful face.
Even a crust of bread
Holds more value to you.
Like a troop of lion will pounce on a lamb.
I stand unarmed at your anger,
For a quiver full of arrows
My heart as weak as water.
For life without you
Is a gust of wind
A hail of fire
Life without your love
Is sin without temptation.
Vain.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
LOVE POEMS
THE WOMEN IN MY LIFE
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
I love you forever / that was the introductory postulation/in her essay to me
Words so softly spoken/ message deeply passed/ meaning which brings nostalgia
I love you forever/ when I walked through the door/ I expected her to run after me.
She is calm and calm she remained
You lied to me she yelped/ you said you loved me but you lied
Fight for me if you love me, I barked
No, I won't fight for you she echoed/ Because you will always be mine
I won't fight for you she retorted/ I will instead die for you she wrapped up
You Are my Best
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
Dust and rust and even cobweb/ you brought your brush and sponge and broom/ and I am immaculate again
I am pristine and lively again
My crooked hands you straightened
my broken heart you darned
my trust you resuscitated
You reboot my heart
and make me whole again
you kick start my smiles and make me alive
you are my Best
The Poet's Heaven
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
You give life to my passion and soul to my love.
Your manicured fingers travel the circumference of my body spreading flames only your tongue can quench.
You give waves to my emotion.
The sensation of your naive body taste like a supper of lamb.
Tender, sweet and undefiled.
What a crystal oasis of erotic magnet.
Draped in form so sensual and viscious.
You Sensualise my Being
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
I long to sleep even when I wake at day
Because I want to be with you in my dreams
I want to play my guitar on your nipples and sing your love
At night when I ought to sleep I wake all night
Thinking of you and how you hold me captive
My brains and my heart and my loins think of you alone and your sweetness.
I see you in the surface of the water when I bath
I hear you in the sound of my car engine
I talk to you on my car stereo
I listen to you from the breeze the trees blow.
Love has come our away
Now that the love has rekindled
What are we going to do with our love?
You sensualise my being
TRADEMARK
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
She wants a poem I offer passion to make her heart beat
She blows a kiss I send flowers to make her life more beautiful
She sends a smile I transport watts of funk to make her life joyful
Then her eyes looked me still and my lips found hers
I locked her eyes in mine and let my lips feel hers
I allow my hands to go from the crown of her hair to the sole of her feet
I explore the beauty she is and comb the paradise she always is
I savour the sensation of her body and dwell on the beauty of her mind
My lips take over from her my hands, and then the two work in tandem
My lips, my fingers, then my lips and my fingers.
I feel her softness then press into her sweetness
I peep into her softness and devour her sensuousness.
I see the beauty I always dream of; and also feel the love that is beautiful
I touch the bosom that makes me warm, and then warm the bosom I love.
In my ear the drums of her laughter sound so loud and near
She is happy and I want her happiness to grow
I make her come close to my body, and closer in my heart
I want to make her feel loved and loved till she bid the cosmos farewell
I will be on the other side loving her as I do now
She wants a poem but gets the sweetest love of her life
She blows a kiss and I kiss the breath off her lungs until she breathes me.
She is sensational and full of rage
The rage to love and be loved is her trademark
Sweet Fire
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
I have soaked my self in fuel and drenched my feelings in coal.
My lips are on fire for you, come Mr. Fire Fighter and quench my fire.
You have to go beyond my toungue because the fire is spreading faster to my throat.
Oh Kiss me deeper and rescue me from this fire I have set myself on.
Let your extinguisher speed pass the walls of my throat and the cups of my breast.
Hurry up before the fire burns up the linen and eats me up.
I set myself on fire for you and you must not let me burn to ashes.
The fire is all over me, Mr. Fire fighter do you want me to die a girl?
Come right inside of me and put out this fire for the fire is deep inside of me.
This is no ordinary fire and not just anyone can put out this fire,
I set this fire for you
Hurry, come put out this fire.
Oh Sweet Fire!
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
I love you forever / that was the introductory postulation/in her essay to me
Words so softly spoken/ message deeply passed/ meaning which brings nostalgia
I love you forever/ when I walked through the door/ I expected her to run after me.
She is calm and calm she remained
You lied to me she yelped/ you said you loved me but you lied
Fight for me if you love me, I barked
No, I won't fight for you she echoed/ Because you will always be mine
I won't fight for you she retorted/ I will instead die for you she wrapped up
You Are my Best
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
Dust and rust and even cobweb/ you brought your brush and sponge and broom/ and I am immaculate again
I am pristine and lively again
My crooked hands you straightened
my broken heart you darned
my trust you resuscitated
You reboot my heart
and make me whole again
you kick start my smiles and make me alive
you are my Best
The Poet's Heaven
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
You give life to my passion and soul to my love.
Your manicured fingers travel the circumference of my body spreading flames only your tongue can quench.
You give waves to my emotion.
The sensation of your naive body taste like a supper of lamb.
Tender, sweet and undefiled.
What a crystal oasis of erotic magnet.
Draped in form so sensual and viscious.
You Sensualise my Being
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
I long to sleep even when I wake at day
Because I want to be with you in my dreams
I want to play my guitar on your nipples and sing your love
At night when I ought to sleep I wake all night
Thinking of you and how you hold me captive
My brains and my heart and my loins think of you alone and your sweetness.
I see you in the surface of the water when I bath
I hear you in the sound of my car engine
I talk to you on my car stereo
I listen to you from the breeze the trees blow.
Love has come our away
Now that the love has rekindled
What are we going to do with our love?
You sensualise my being
TRADEMARK
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
She wants a poem I offer passion to make her heart beat
She blows a kiss I send flowers to make her life more beautiful
She sends a smile I transport watts of funk to make her life joyful
Then her eyes looked me still and my lips found hers
I locked her eyes in mine and let my lips feel hers
I allow my hands to go from the crown of her hair to the sole of her feet
I explore the beauty she is and comb the paradise she always is
I savour the sensation of her body and dwell on the beauty of her mind
My lips take over from her my hands, and then the two work in tandem
My lips, my fingers, then my lips and my fingers.
I feel her softness then press into her sweetness
I peep into her softness and devour her sensuousness.
I see the beauty I always dream of; and also feel the love that is beautiful
I touch the bosom that makes me warm, and then warm the bosom I love.
In my ear the drums of her laughter sound so loud and near
She is happy and I want her happiness to grow
I make her come close to my body, and closer in my heart
I want to make her feel loved and loved till she bid the cosmos farewell
I will be on the other side loving her as I do now
She wants a poem but gets the sweetest love of her life
She blows a kiss and I kiss the breath off her lungs until she breathes me.
She is sensational and full of rage
The rage to love and be loved is her trademark
Sweet Fire
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
I have soaked my self in fuel and drenched my feelings in coal.
My lips are on fire for you, come Mr. Fire Fighter and quench my fire.
You have to go beyond my toungue because the fire is spreading faster to my throat.
Oh Kiss me deeper and rescue me from this fire I have set myself on.
Let your extinguisher speed pass the walls of my throat and the cups of my breast.
Hurry up before the fire burns up the linen and eats me up.
I set myself on fire for you and you must not let me burn to ashes.
The fire is all over me, Mr. Fire fighter do you want me to die a girl?
Come right inside of me and put out this fire for the fire is deep inside of me.
This is no ordinary fire and not just anyone can put out this fire,
I set this fire for you
Hurry, come put out this fire.
Oh Sweet Fire!
I CALL YOUR NAME IN MY HEART
CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen.
My lips still long to
Kiss the freshness of your breath
This draws its fountain from the sweetness of your soul
My lips find solace in you.
My eyes still quest for your
Seduction, which confines my liberty
Into a verve of your love
I am insatiable!
Starved of your desire
If I am your lover it is not become I am a poet
If I am a poet, it is because I am first your lover.
Your love makes temptation delightful
Your lust only makes infidelity gorgeous
I once sewed my heart to the gown of your bosomy
Your bosom is your heart to me
Your heart is your bosom to me
They both are my dwelling and glee
They are my abode and my contentment; one and same to me.
I chose the dangerous flame of infatuation to
Explore the fathomlessness of your love
I love; lust, then I love you again and again
Now that the thread which sews my heart and yearnings
To yours, is left hanging on the lintel of my lonely window
My lips still long to kiss your sweetness, presented in the
Freshness of your breath
If I loved another’s beloved
It is not because I am a philanderer
It is because that another’s beloved is you.
You make temptation delightful.
My lips still long to
Kiss the freshness of your breath
This draws its fountain from the sweetness of your soul
My lips find solace in you.
My eyes still quest for your
Seduction, which confines my liberty
Into a verve of your love
I am insatiable!
Starved of your desire
If I am your lover it is not become I am a poet
If I am a poet, it is because I am first your lover.
Your love makes temptation delightful
Your lust only makes infidelity gorgeous
I once sewed my heart to the gown of your bosomy
Your bosom is your heart to me
Your heart is your bosom to me
They both are my dwelling and glee
They are my abode and my contentment; one and same to me.
I chose the dangerous flame of infatuation to
Explore the fathomlessness of your love
I love; lust, then I love you again and again
Now that the thread which sews my heart and yearnings
To yours, is left hanging on the lintel of my lonely window
My lips still long to kiss your sweetness, presented in the
Freshness of your breath
If I loved another’s beloved
It is not because I am a philanderer
It is because that another’s beloved is you.
You make temptation delightful.
“51 YEARS OF INDEPENDENCE; OF DRUMS OR FUNERALS?”
CredoWriters: Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
The boy's funeral has been arranged while he is still alive. The Girl's funeral is been deliberated before she gets the chance to consummate her wedding. The baby is just entering the world and no one is sure if its funeral will not outlive the few days of its existence. The men and women know that they must watch as their funeral is organized. No one knows when, it may be sooner than rumoured, it could be now and it can take a while but something is certain; there is a funeral in the offing. That is so sad! Ordinarily no one is happy at a funeral except witches and wizards but ironically in this situation the victims are not only helpless but some are culpable.
The funeral started when he went to school and could not pass his exams because the schools are either under funded or the teachers are not qualified. Money meant for education is diverted by selfish government officials and their assistants. Now the students have seen the futility in reading hard because hard work is tantamount to failure, it is easier to cheat and pass. Even when you read you will not pass, that is the curriculum we have these days. The government itself is not only confused but maliciously wicked. They toy from UPE to UBE; they do not know whether to use 6-3-3-4 or 9-3-4 and some cases they tinker with 6-5-4. They sold the government schools and paralyzed the Unity schools they couldn't sell. They starve the public universities with funds and establish their own private universities. No country in this world has an ex President as the owner of a private university. In Nigeria an Ex President whose tenure witnessed some of the most protracted industrial actions in the Ivory towers owns a private university; his vice owns an American University . All those who went to free government schools are the ones insisting students must pay tuition, those who studied on government scholarships have returned and removed the ladder so that others can’t climb. Rather they have acquired fraudulent wealth to send their children abroad and have reserved special employments for their offspring even unborn.
Her funeral started immediately she walked in to the medical centre that looked like a garage. Packed with dusts and outdated instruments, she can not even deliver safely in a tertiary hospital not to talk of a primary health care centre. Yet those who claim to serve her interest run abroad for head ache and even bottom ache. A sitting Vice President who was campaigning to become the President strained his leg and was rushed abroad for treatment. He came back on clutches and was received at the airport like a man who has won an Olympic gold medal.
Their funerals began when the security agents failed to curb the web of violence. Their houses were razed down in Jos and bombs thrown at them in Maiduguri , Suleja and Abuja . They were killed in Bauchi, kaduna , Katsina for an election that now holds no promise for the future; they died in vain while those who they died for live in vanity of opulence. They are kidnapped in the East and South and ransome demanded; some are used for rituals even in the West and North. The Police who should protect them had their headquarters bombed in broad day light, so they people may as well run to the gangs for help. The National security adviser said verbatim that they were not prepared to fight terrorism, if that was a true confession the shocker came when he said they couldn’t prepare for a situation they did not have. But couldn’t they have envisaged it? What is planning if not against the future whether good or bad? When in 2001 terrorism took a central stage in global affairs, Nigeria opted out of the world if not why will the security arm see no need in preparing for what was spreading like wild fire, despite of the vulnerability of our location, population and composition.
The economy has been on life support, we know that soonest unless by miracle we will march at our own funeral. They read out nominal growth figures while we count real decline. They read out politics of numbers while we see the sociology of underdevelopment. Poverty used to stare at us from a far, scared that she will be eradicated or even alleviated; suddenly poverty pokes at us in the eyes and even puts her dirty fingers in our nostrils. There are many funerals to go round and I am sure we have the need to hire more people to meet up the demand for our funerals.
For sure black out will not have a funeral despite all the billions spent in over hauling the power sector; instead darkness will be the special guest of honour at the funeral of a people who ordinarily should have sent power failure to its grave. They want to increase power tariff by 50-100%, which is paying more for darkness. Now they are proposing a 200% increase for the cost of fuel from N65 to N200 in the name of deregulation. They are tired of subsidizing the cost of fuel but never tired of subsidizing corruption, for it is corruption that has prevented our refineries from working or we building new ones. Therefore all of us, our funeral commenced when we adopted corruption as the official language of government. It is our bane and as Simon Kolawole succinctly puts it; “we have the whole sale and retail corruption”. Whole sale corruption is for the big boys and big wigs and mega politicians, which we the smaller fish buy in retail measures from. The Big man collects the money and doesn’t execute the job, the medium man smiles when his is greased by the big man and also demands returns from the small man; then the small man who is into the retail corruption expects favours from the big man who he knows is profiteering even when he has not done any work to deserve a reward.
Government money in Nigeria is not only tempting but alluring. When people leave their foreign jobs, or their professional fields to accept government posts, it is not always for selflessness but because government fund in Nigeria is a sinking fund that will never be audited nor accounted for. It is not out of the butcher’s benevolence that we eat meat for dinner; it is called harmony of interest. Corruption in the police is the omen for indiscipline and indiscipline is what reinvigorates corruption. So the two reinforce themselves and have led the police to its impending funeral. A corporal has the audacity to tell the ASP that he has eaten N2, 000 out of the money he was due to remit, money of course from extortion. The Sergeant negotiates with the DSP that he can only afford to return N15, 000 weekly when the former asks for N30, 000 and they arrive at N20, 000. How can such men take orders from their superiors? Is anyone therefore surprised that the police can not effectively tackle crime?
The civil servants are no more servants, they are “uncivil lords” they descend on public funds with such an impudence that will make any one shudder. They steal out rightly from the treasure, or demand instant bribes, or inflate contracts, or divert budget allocations, or sell government privilege. 50 years of budgeting has not prevented this imminent funeral, because monies meant for education are found at people’s homes, monies meant for roads and other infrastructure are routed to people’s pockets, monies meant for security are secured in offshore accounts, monies meant for development have only made the few cabal richer at the expense of the citizens.
Now we live with freedom from unpleasant consequences and may die because of insecurity. The jobs are gone, those working are poorer, and to be entrepreneurial is a very Herculean task. They have set up an early committee to drop a bundle on the country’s 100 years of nationhood, but it takes almost half of the year for our budget to be passed, and hardly any early preparation for sectoral projects in education, health, or social amenities. We should rename nationhood to “nationwood”, because now more than ever the nation is in a bed of nails. Is Nigeria really a nation or a country of nationalities? Do we have drums to beat or funerals to mourn? Do we celebrate mass murder, rape, economic mismanagement, political brigandage, or a nation which we were told is on the brink and we denied.
We claim to bring peace to war torn nations but our nation is in a dearth of peace. We are talking of independence, it is not just enough to be independent from colonial rule when we are not independent from the woes that sweep across our land like a flying vulture. If anything, the people have always bore the brunt of a lapse from grace on the part of our leadership and government. My friend said that in Nigeria they campaign in poetry and rule in prose and I concur. For when a politician promises to build a bridge where there is no river, that is poetry; and when the electorates can not have a bridge to cross a real river that is prose. While they loot in billions and jeopardize the lives of millions in poetry, people are suffering and dying in prose. 51 years of independence where are the drums to celebrate? They have stolen everything and even the drums, meaning they have stolen the people’s happiness too.
After 51 years of independence and 97 years of existence Nigeria ought to have a place in the sun unfortunately the country is just like a pig in a poke due to failure of leadership and crass irresponsibility from the citizens. They had no shoes; now they own not only shoes but shoe companies while we are in need of feet. The best thing we can do as a people is to avert the funeral of this nation by any means possible and recover our drums of jubilation.
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The boy's funeral has been arranged while he is still alive. The Girl's funeral is been deliberated before she gets the chance to consummate her wedding. The baby is just entering the world and no one is sure if its funeral will not outlive the few days of its existence. The men and women know that they must watch as their funeral is organized. No one knows when, it may be sooner than rumoured, it could be now and it can take a while but something is certain; there is a funeral in the offing. That is so sad! Ordinarily no one is happy at a funeral except witches and wizards but ironically in this situation the victims are not only helpless but some are culpable.
The funeral started when he went to school and could not pass his exams because the schools are either under funded or the teachers are not qualified. Money meant for education is diverted by selfish government officials and their assistants. Now the students have seen the futility in reading hard because hard work is tantamount to failure, it is easier to cheat and pass. Even when you read you will not pass, that is the curriculum we have these days. The government itself is not only confused but maliciously wicked. They toy from UPE to UBE; they do not know whether to use 6-3-3-4 or 9-3-4 and some cases they tinker with 6-5-4. They sold the government schools and paralyzed the Unity schools they couldn't sell. They starve the public universities with funds and establish their own private universities. No country in this world has an ex President as the owner of a private university. In Nigeria an Ex President whose tenure witnessed some of the most protracted industrial actions in the Ivory towers owns a private university; his vice owns an American University . All those who went to free government schools are the ones insisting students must pay tuition, those who studied on government scholarships have returned and removed the ladder so that others can’t climb. Rather they have acquired fraudulent wealth to send their children abroad and have reserved special employments for their offspring even unborn.
Her funeral started immediately she walked in to the medical centre that looked like a garage. Packed with dusts and outdated instruments, she can not even deliver safely in a tertiary hospital not to talk of a primary health care centre. Yet those who claim to serve her interest run abroad for head ache and even bottom ache. A sitting Vice President who was campaigning to become the President strained his leg and was rushed abroad for treatment. He came back on clutches and was received at the airport like a man who has won an Olympic gold medal.
Their funerals began when the security agents failed to curb the web of violence. Their houses were razed down in Jos and bombs thrown at them in Maiduguri , Suleja and Abuja . They were killed in Bauchi, kaduna , Katsina for an election that now holds no promise for the future; they died in vain while those who they died for live in vanity of opulence. They are kidnapped in the East and South and ransome demanded; some are used for rituals even in the West and North. The Police who should protect them had their headquarters bombed in broad day light, so they people may as well run to the gangs for help. The National security adviser said verbatim that they were not prepared to fight terrorism, if that was a true confession the shocker came when he said they couldn’t prepare for a situation they did not have. But couldn’t they have envisaged it? What is planning if not against the future whether good or bad? When in 2001 terrorism took a central stage in global affairs, Nigeria opted out of the world if not why will the security arm see no need in preparing for what was spreading like wild fire, despite of the vulnerability of our location, population and composition.
The economy has been on life support, we know that soonest unless by miracle we will march at our own funeral. They read out nominal growth figures while we count real decline. They read out politics of numbers while we see the sociology of underdevelopment. Poverty used to stare at us from a far, scared that she will be eradicated or even alleviated; suddenly poverty pokes at us in the eyes and even puts her dirty fingers in our nostrils. There are many funerals to go round and I am sure we have the need to hire more people to meet up the demand for our funerals.
For sure black out will not have a funeral despite all the billions spent in over hauling the power sector; instead darkness will be the special guest of honour at the funeral of a people who ordinarily should have sent power failure to its grave. They want to increase power tariff by 50-100%, which is paying more for darkness. Now they are proposing a 200% increase for the cost of fuel from N65 to N200 in the name of deregulation. They are tired of subsidizing the cost of fuel but never tired of subsidizing corruption, for it is corruption that has prevented our refineries from working or we building new ones. Therefore all of us, our funeral commenced when we adopted corruption as the official language of government. It is our bane and as Simon Kolawole succinctly puts it; “we have the whole sale and retail corruption”. Whole sale corruption is for the big boys and big wigs and mega politicians, which we the smaller fish buy in retail measures from. The Big man collects the money and doesn’t execute the job, the medium man smiles when his is greased by the big man and also demands returns from the small man; then the small man who is into the retail corruption expects favours from the big man who he knows is profiteering even when he has not done any work to deserve a reward.
Government money in Nigeria is not only tempting but alluring. When people leave their foreign jobs, or their professional fields to accept government posts, it is not always for selflessness but because government fund in Nigeria is a sinking fund that will never be audited nor accounted for. It is not out of the butcher’s benevolence that we eat meat for dinner; it is called harmony of interest. Corruption in the police is the omen for indiscipline and indiscipline is what reinvigorates corruption. So the two reinforce themselves and have led the police to its impending funeral. A corporal has the audacity to tell the ASP that he has eaten N2, 000 out of the money he was due to remit, money of course from extortion. The Sergeant negotiates with the DSP that he can only afford to return N15, 000 weekly when the former asks for N30, 000 and they arrive at N20, 000. How can such men take orders from their superiors? Is anyone therefore surprised that the police can not effectively tackle crime?
The civil servants are no more servants, they are “uncivil lords” they descend on public funds with such an impudence that will make any one shudder. They steal out rightly from the treasure, or demand instant bribes, or inflate contracts, or divert budget allocations, or sell government privilege. 50 years of budgeting has not prevented this imminent funeral, because monies meant for education are found at people’s homes, monies meant for roads and other infrastructure are routed to people’s pockets, monies meant for security are secured in offshore accounts, monies meant for development have only made the few cabal richer at the expense of the citizens.
Now we live with freedom from unpleasant consequences and may die because of insecurity. The jobs are gone, those working are poorer, and to be entrepreneurial is a very Herculean task. They have set up an early committee to drop a bundle on the country’s 100 years of nationhood, but it takes almost half of the year for our budget to be passed, and hardly any early preparation for sectoral projects in education, health, or social amenities. We should rename nationhood to “nationwood”, because now more than ever the nation is in a bed of nails. Is Nigeria really a nation or a country of nationalities? Do we have drums to beat or funerals to mourn? Do we celebrate mass murder, rape, economic mismanagement, political brigandage, or a nation which we were told is on the brink and we denied.
We claim to bring peace to war torn nations but our nation is in a dearth of peace. We are talking of independence, it is not just enough to be independent from colonial rule when we are not independent from the woes that sweep across our land like a flying vulture. If anything, the people have always bore the brunt of a lapse from grace on the part of our leadership and government. My friend said that in Nigeria they campaign in poetry and rule in prose and I concur. For when a politician promises to build a bridge where there is no river, that is poetry; and when the electorates can not have a bridge to cross a real river that is prose. While they loot in billions and jeopardize the lives of millions in poetry, people are suffering and dying in prose. 51 years of independence where are the drums to celebrate? They have stolen everything and even the drums, meaning they have stolen the people’s happiness too.
After 51 years of independence and 97 years of existence Nigeria ought to have a place in the sun unfortunately the country is just like a pig in a poke due to failure of leadership and crass irresponsibility from the citizens. They had no shoes; now they own not only shoes but shoe companies while we are in need of feet. The best thing we can do as a people is to avert the funeral of this nation by any means possible and recover our drums of jubilation.
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Friday, September 16, 2011
“HOW AFRICANS UNDER DEVELOP AFRICA ”
CredoWriters: Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
Recalling our undergraduate days in the University of Jos , many of us in the department of Economics like others in Sociology, History, Political Science, Law etc were captivated by Walter Rodney’s book “How Europe Underdeveloped Africa”. The title was as inviting to those with Marxist philosophy/leanings as much as the content of the book. Dr. Rodney’s book is a clarion call for us to regret colonialism and chat down neo-colonialism. Of course the West has exploited and still exploits Africa ; her land, resources and people, but have they always done this alone? Has the West whether as explorers or colonialists, as investors or neo-colonialists, as Aid providers or Creditors succeeded in exploiting Africa without the active collaboration of Africans?
Without confining Walter Rodney’s book or title of his book to the recess of history, rather in trying to juxtapose his work on the reality that has revealed itself over time we must seek to elucidate “How Africans under develop Africa”. It is inundating and heart breaking to x-ray why Africa is underdeveloped and how Africans are still under developing Africa .
In pre-colonial Africa , it was Africans who raided villages and towns especially on the west coast, captured fellow Africans and sold them as slaves to the white slave drivers. Lagos thrived on this and king Kosoko was very comfortable with slave trade in his domain. No sooner had Spain pulled out of Western Sahara in 1976 than Morocco invaded and annexed the territory. In spite of all the international outcry and pressure, atrocities are still committed against the people of Western Sahara .
The capitalists assisted Mobuto Sese Seko to kill Patrice Lumumba in Congo renamed Zaire and now DR Congo. His remains was burnt to ashes, put in a plane and scattered over the country to prevent even his ghost from resurrecting. Mobuto went on to become one of the worst despots of all times and was richer than his country until the rebel forces of Laurent Kabila pushed him out in May 1997. Today after nearly two decades of wars and conflicts, DR Congo is among the most dangerous countries in the word. Despites having the largest contingent of UN Peace keepers in the world; it has been dubbed the rape capital of the world because of the mass velocity of rapes especially in its eastern region by both government and rebel forces.
When Idi Amin Dada took over power in Uganda in 1971 he taught the world a hybrid of what illiteracy, cruelty and power drunkenness can do. He did not spare any one be it his wife, Central Bank Governor, Archbishop or judges. Before he was ousted by Tanzania forces in 1979 he had turned Uganda ’s currency into toilet money and littered the streets of Uganda with blood of 300,000 Ugandans and Asians. Yoweri Museveni came to office in 1986 as a soldier and shouted to the world that the problem of Africa were despotic leaders. He just won another presidential term to rule Uganda despite opposition’s claims of rigging the elections. Joseph Koni’s the lord resistance Army rebel forces have been fighting a war in northern Uganda with atrocities like rape and limb cutting spreading into South Sudan, Central African Republic .
Robert Gabriel Mugabe became the white man’s nemesis in the then Southern Rhodesia after he successfully fought both the British colonialists and Ian Smith who had declared unilateral independence from Britain . A charismatic leader took Zimbabwe to independence in 1980 and it became one of the best economies in Africa . Today Mugabe is gunning for another term in 2012, and has helped the West to wreck Zimbabwe ’s economy with sanctions. Zimbabwe had the sole privilege of achieving what was called “run-away inflation” hitting millions in percent of inflation at the height of its economies and printing single currency of billion Zimbabwean dollars. One third of Zimbabweans live in exile or are seeking economic/political asylum.
The United States and Apartheid South African backed rebel forces UNITA led by Jonas Savimbi fought one of the bitterest civil wars Africa had ever seen in Angola against the Marxist regime of Dos Santos. It took the killing of Savimbi in February 2002 for the war to end. Today Angola is trying to rebuild but decades of war and Jose’ Eduardo Dos Santos 36 years in power have not improved the lot of average Angolans.
Master Sergeant Samuel Doe who shot himself into power in 1981 took Liberia to the brink until the civil war led by Charles Taylor broke out in 1989. The war destabilised the region of West Africa with many lives lost both citizens and peace keepers; and scattered Liberian refugees across West Africa for about 20 years. The war also spread to Sierra Leone because of the urge to control its diamond as a financing tool. Many citizens were brutally murdered and many others who survived were left limbless. Ivory Coast which was the model of political and economic stability and it once housed the headquarters of the African Development Bank had its serenity shattered after the 1999 coup of General Guei. The world’s number one producer of Cocoa experienced a bitter civil war between 2000 and 2003. The last presidential election stand off between Laurent Gbagbo and Allasan Quattara almost took Ivory Coast back to the precipice.
Togo, Gabon and Guinea all had despots who ruled for over 30 years with Togo and Gabon having the sons succeeding their fathers. Equatorial Guinea with its oil wealth has less than a million people. Yet the oil wealth has not improved the lot of the populace but only the family and cronies of President Teodore Obiang Nguema Mbasago who has spent over thirty years in power. He is also the current chairman of the African Union which boasts of a good number of sit tight leaders. Little wonder the African Peer Review Mechanism cannot add much value to Africa .
The wars between North and South Sudan which ended with the Comprehensive Pease Agreement of 2005 led to the independence of the South in July 2011 after more than a million deaths in one of Africa ’s longest wars. Western Sudan has also seen enough carnage since 2002 where the government back janjaweed have been attacking the people of Darfur creating the world’s worst humanitarian crisis. Omar El Bashir is wanted by the International Criminal Court on charges of Genocide. Sudan was the first international headquarters of al qaeda which has seen the distribution of terrorism around Africa and the word. Somalia ’s case is seemingly hopeless, that country is the number one failed state in the world. After years of misrule by former leaders they have gone for twenty years without a functional government with tribal war lords, pirates and lately the Islamic extremist al shabash making the country lawless. About a million Somalis are now at the risk of death because of famine in the horn of Africa . Chad and Niger house the poorest regions of the world. The 2008 post election violence in Kenya left over a thousand people dead, closely replicated by the 2011 post election violence in Nigeria which killed over two hundred people. The story of Nigeria is a pathetic one. Once baptised the giant of Africa , a country with rich human and natural resources has been brought to the brink due to years of bad leadership. The mother of all carnages took place in Rwanda as the 1994 Rwandan genocide left an estimated one million people dead in 100 days. Sub-Saharan Africa’s last absolute monarch in the landlocked Swaziland only parades virgins on a yearly basis to choose a new wife from annually. He is mostly abroad and spends little or no time in his country.
The northern part of Africa which seemed to be better off economically was in the firm grip of despots. Revolutions in that part have left thousands dead, scattered the economies and disrupted tourism which was their mainstay. Libya ’s Gaddafi has given the west an excuse to seek to re-colonise that country.
From North to South, East to West except for a few countries and leaders, the story of Africa is the same. Economic woes, insecurity, civil wars, internal strives and conflicts, ethnic and religious cleansing, looting of public wealth, capital flight, lack of infrastructure and capacity development have become the hallmarks of Africa’s underdevelopment. With the vast presence of arable lands, ironically Africa is heavily dependent on food imports and food aids. With cheap and abundant labour, Africa cannot generate employment to transform her economy and empower her people.
The elasticity of corruption in Africa is like an unchained spirit. Trillions of dollars meant for the development of the continent have been stolen and stashed in foreign lands by African leaders both dead and living, past and present. The penchant for misuse of public goods and massive show of shamelessness are so high.
Everything the developed West have ever done is first to secure the future of their citizens, but the reverse is the case in Africa . The military dictatorships in Latin America and Indonesia laid solid foundations for those regions economic success stories of today, where as the military juntas in Africa regrettably were the very ones who institutionalised corruption. The Greeks gave the world democracy, The Romans gave the world the Senate, the British gave the world a Parliament, and the United States gave the world the Presidency. In all these we see a commitment by both the leaders and the led to develop a system which will drive the transformation of their polity, economy and people. Democratic regimes have not done much to expedite the cause of Africa’s transformation; rather countries like Nigeria operate the most expensive yet wasteful democracies in the world. Africans have the highest impudence at breaking laws and over the years the rule of law does not hold any significance in the lives of the people especially those who have access to the tools of power. No African country is likely to the Millennium Development Goals by the target year of 2015, as basic as these goals are like poverty reduction, water and sanitation, reduction in infant and maternal mortality among the others. While people and leaders in other parts of the world are making progress to improve their nations and people, Africans are deliberately making efforts to under develop Africa . Africa has been underdeveloped with the blood of Africans on the streets of Africa more by fellow Africans than anyone else. Shame!
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15092011
Recalling our undergraduate days in the University of Jos , many of us in the department of Economics like others in Sociology, History, Political Science, Law etc were captivated by Walter Rodney’s book “How Europe Underdeveloped Africa”. The title was as inviting to those with Marxist philosophy/leanings as much as the content of the book. Dr. Rodney’s book is a clarion call for us to regret colonialism and chat down neo-colonialism. Of course the West has exploited and still exploits Africa ; her land, resources and people, but have they always done this alone? Has the West whether as explorers or colonialists, as investors or neo-colonialists, as Aid providers or Creditors succeeded in exploiting Africa without the active collaboration of Africans?
Without confining Walter Rodney’s book or title of his book to the recess of history, rather in trying to juxtapose his work on the reality that has revealed itself over time we must seek to elucidate “How Africans under develop Africa”. It is inundating and heart breaking to x-ray why Africa is underdeveloped and how Africans are still under developing Africa .
In pre-colonial Africa , it was Africans who raided villages and towns especially on the west coast, captured fellow Africans and sold them as slaves to the white slave drivers. Lagos thrived on this and king Kosoko was very comfortable with slave trade in his domain. No sooner had Spain pulled out of Western Sahara in 1976 than Morocco invaded and annexed the territory. In spite of all the international outcry and pressure, atrocities are still committed against the people of Western Sahara .
The capitalists assisted Mobuto Sese Seko to kill Patrice Lumumba in Congo renamed Zaire and now DR Congo. His remains was burnt to ashes, put in a plane and scattered over the country to prevent even his ghost from resurrecting. Mobuto went on to become one of the worst despots of all times and was richer than his country until the rebel forces of Laurent Kabila pushed him out in May 1997. Today after nearly two decades of wars and conflicts, DR Congo is among the most dangerous countries in the word. Despites having the largest contingent of UN Peace keepers in the world; it has been dubbed the rape capital of the world because of the mass velocity of rapes especially in its eastern region by both government and rebel forces.
When Idi Amin Dada took over power in Uganda in 1971 he taught the world a hybrid of what illiteracy, cruelty and power drunkenness can do. He did not spare any one be it his wife, Central Bank Governor, Archbishop or judges. Before he was ousted by Tanzania forces in 1979 he had turned Uganda ’s currency into toilet money and littered the streets of Uganda with blood of 300,000 Ugandans and Asians. Yoweri Museveni came to office in 1986 as a soldier and shouted to the world that the problem of Africa were despotic leaders. He just won another presidential term to rule Uganda despite opposition’s claims of rigging the elections. Joseph Koni’s the lord resistance Army rebel forces have been fighting a war in northern Uganda with atrocities like rape and limb cutting spreading into South Sudan, Central African Republic .
Robert Gabriel Mugabe became the white man’s nemesis in the then Southern Rhodesia after he successfully fought both the British colonialists and Ian Smith who had declared unilateral independence from Britain . A charismatic leader took Zimbabwe to independence in 1980 and it became one of the best economies in Africa . Today Mugabe is gunning for another term in 2012, and has helped the West to wreck Zimbabwe ’s economy with sanctions. Zimbabwe had the sole privilege of achieving what was called “run-away inflation” hitting millions in percent of inflation at the height of its economies and printing single currency of billion Zimbabwean dollars. One third of Zimbabweans live in exile or are seeking economic/political asylum.
The United States and Apartheid South African backed rebel forces UNITA led by Jonas Savimbi fought one of the bitterest civil wars Africa had ever seen in Angola against the Marxist regime of Dos Santos. It took the killing of Savimbi in February 2002 for the war to end. Today Angola is trying to rebuild but decades of war and Jose’ Eduardo Dos Santos 36 years in power have not improved the lot of average Angolans.
Master Sergeant Samuel Doe who shot himself into power in 1981 took Liberia to the brink until the civil war led by Charles Taylor broke out in 1989. The war destabilised the region of West Africa with many lives lost both citizens and peace keepers; and scattered Liberian refugees across West Africa for about 20 years. The war also spread to Sierra Leone because of the urge to control its diamond as a financing tool. Many citizens were brutally murdered and many others who survived were left limbless. Ivory Coast which was the model of political and economic stability and it once housed the headquarters of the African Development Bank had its serenity shattered after the 1999 coup of General Guei. The world’s number one producer of Cocoa experienced a bitter civil war between 2000 and 2003. The last presidential election stand off between Laurent Gbagbo and Allasan Quattara almost took Ivory Coast back to the precipice.
Togo, Gabon and Guinea all had despots who ruled for over 30 years with Togo and Gabon having the sons succeeding their fathers. Equatorial Guinea with its oil wealth has less than a million people. Yet the oil wealth has not improved the lot of the populace but only the family and cronies of President Teodore Obiang Nguema Mbasago who has spent over thirty years in power. He is also the current chairman of the African Union which boasts of a good number of sit tight leaders. Little wonder the African Peer Review Mechanism cannot add much value to Africa .
The wars between North and South Sudan which ended with the Comprehensive Pease Agreement of 2005 led to the independence of the South in July 2011 after more than a million deaths in one of Africa ’s longest wars. Western Sudan has also seen enough carnage since 2002 where the government back janjaweed have been attacking the people of Darfur creating the world’s worst humanitarian crisis. Omar El Bashir is wanted by the International Criminal Court on charges of Genocide. Sudan was the first international headquarters of al qaeda which has seen the distribution of terrorism around Africa and the word. Somalia ’s case is seemingly hopeless, that country is the number one failed state in the world. After years of misrule by former leaders they have gone for twenty years without a functional government with tribal war lords, pirates and lately the Islamic extremist al shabash making the country lawless. About a million Somalis are now at the risk of death because of famine in the horn of Africa . Chad and Niger house the poorest regions of the world. The 2008 post election violence in Kenya left over a thousand people dead, closely replicated by the 2011 post election violence in Nigeria which killed over two hundred people. The story of Nigeria is a pathetic one. Once baptised the giant of Africa , a country with rich human and natural resources has been brought to the brink due to years of bad leadership. The mother of all carnages took place in Rwanda as the 1994 Rwandan genocide left an estimated one million people dead in 100 days. Sub-Saharan Africa’s last absolute monarch in the landlocked Swaziland only parades virgins on a yearly basis to choose a new wife from annually. He is mostly abroad and spends little or no time in his country.
The northern part of Africa which seemed to be better off economically was in the firm grip of despots. Revolutions in that part have left thousands dead, scattered the economies and disrupted tourism which was their mainstay. Libya ’s Gaddafi has given the west an excuse to seek to re-colonise that country.
From North to South, East to West except for a few countries and leaders, the story of Africa is the same. Economic woes, insecurity, civil wars, internal strives and conflicts, ethnic and religious cleansing, looting of public wealth, capital flight, lack of infrastructure and capacity development have become the hallmarks of Africa’s underdevelopment. With the vast presence of arable lands, ironically Africa is heavily dependent on food imports and food aids. With cheap and abundant labour, Africa cannot generate employment to transform her economy and empower her people.
The elasticity of corruption in Africa is like an unchained spirit. Trillions of dollars meant for the development of the continent have been stolen and stashed in foreign lands by African leaders both dead and living, past and present. The penchant for misuse of public goods and massive show of shamelessness are so high.
Everything the developed West have ever done is first to secure the future of their citizens, but the reverse is the case in Africa . The military dictatorships in Latin America and Indonesia laid solid foundations for those regions economic success stories of today, where as the military juntas in Africa regrettably were the very ones who institutionalised corruption. The Greeks gave the world democracy, The Romans gave the world the Senate, the British gave the world a Parliament, and the United States gave the world the Presidency. In all these we see a commitment by both the leaders and the led to develop a system which will drive the transformation of their polity, economy and people. Democratic regimes have not done much to expedite the cause of Africa’s transformation; rather countries like Nigeria operate the most expensive yet wasteful democracies in the world. Africans have the highest impudence at breaking laws and over the years the rule of law does not hold any significance in the lives of the people especially those who have access to the tools of power. No African country is likely to the Millennium Development Goals by the target year of 2015, as basic as these goals are like poverty reduction, water and sanitation, reduction in infant and maternal mortality among the others. While people and leaders in other parts of the world are making progress to improve their nations and people, Africans are deliberately making efforts to under develop Africa . Africa has been underdeveloped with the blood of Africans on the streets of Africa more by fellow Africans than anyone else. Shame!
www.credoworld.blogspot.com
15092011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
THE PREVALENCE OF DOMESTIC CHILD LABOUR IN SSA-Proposing a Dynamic Economic Model.”
THE PREVALENCE OF DOMESTIC CHILD LABOUR IN SSA-Proposing a Dynamic Economic Model.”
By Samuel Stephen Wakdok*
Preamble:
Poverty, cultural and religious inhibitions, ineffective government policies, widening income gap as a result of inequitable distribution of income, corruption, inefficient allocation of scarce resources, high rate of unemployment, de-industrialization, HIV/AIDS induced mortality among various factors have conspired to recruit and retain a growing number of Sub Saharan African children in child labour. The statistics are alarming. Eleonore Meyer writing on Child Labour Flourishing in Fast Growing Economies in the Global Geopolitics and Political Economy( August 19,2010) revealed that nearly 160 million kids aged between five and fourteen are trapped in child labour world wide. According to the United Nations Children’s Fund (UNICEF) in the Sub Saharan Africa (SSA), around one in three children – 69 million are engaged in child labour.
These minors are practically everywhere as domestic helps in homes, as farm hands, engaged in sex labour, conscripted into the army as child-soldiers in war worn countries/regions and used in various ethno- religious conflicts. The inability of successive African Governments south of the Sahara to ensure decent standards of living and also as a result of high unemployment rate; have caused many families to send their children to work on the streets or at other people’s homes. They are either hawking on the streets, roads and highways thereby exposing them to various forms of dangers such as crimes and exploitation or they are hired as domestic helps also exposing them to maltreatments, molestations and exploitations.
Theoretical framework:
The focus of this model is restricted to domestic child labour with the hope that it will open a wider discourse on the whole subject .The minors engaged as domestic child labourers at such tender ages ought to be in the comfort of their parents’ protection and guidance but are rather exposed to harsh environments and practices. This not only put physical pressure on them but also emotional, psychological, and biological pressures. Their rights to go through the complete child development processes are tempered with. They are prematurely initiated into the adults’ world to work, earn and cater for themselves and their relations. At an age they are supposed to be dependents; they now have dependents.
These innocent children most times are exposed to different forms of maltreatment. They are prone to crimes and abuses by adults. Some are beaten, drugged, starved, underpaid and in some cases abused sexually. Their future is often truncated when they are denied access to education, even free government education. Only a few number of children employed in child labour are enrolled in schools since the very essence of hiring them was to cater for the children of the working class/business women in most cases.
As the economic and social rights of women to work improved coupled with the demand to meet economic needs of their families, the past three decades have witnessed a paradigm shift from house wives to corporate wives. Even the self employed women spend less time at home and more at their businesses or trips to meet with clients and suppliers. The implication is a surge in the demand for domestic child labour to cater for the home front left vacant by the absentee wives/mothers.
To this end, the positive improvement in the economic and social rights of women has led to a negative effect on the rights of children-those employed in child labour. Unfortunately since the demand for child labour comes with an explicit increase in the income they earn, thus seen as addressing their economic poverty and their families, no notice is taken of the increase in other forms of poverty as social, emotional, and psychological which are implicit.
Model Specification:
Expressing the above statement in a dynamic economic model as below;
I (ESW) =I (DCL) ---- 1
Where
I = increase,
ESW= Economic and social rights of women and
DCL= Demand for domestic child labour.
Decomposing the Right hand side-RHS of equation 1 will give
I (DCL) = I (MB) + d (NMB) --- 2
Where:
MB= Monetary benefits
NMB= Non monetary benefits.
If we denote I an increase with the positive sign (+) and d a decrease with the negative sign (-) and replace the coefficients I and d with their respective signs we now have;
+ DCL = + MB + (-NMB) ---- 3 which is the same as
DCL= MB –NMB --- 4
Substituting equation 4 into the initial equation 1 above we have;
ESW= MB-NMB--- 5
Where NMB <0.
Where NMB = 0 we have
ESW= MB --- 6
Where NMB>0 we have
ESW =MB+NMB --- 7
Discussions:
Most times emphases are placed on the increase in the monetary benefits of domestic child labour as a result of the increase in the economic and social rights of women. Often the decrease in or negative non-monetary benefits such as different forms of abuses, truncated childhood development, stress and trauma, lack of access to education are overlooked. Focusing only on the monetary benefits leads to “commodification” of these children especially since they are engaged in child labour at a tender age when they do not have the ability or capacity to make their own decisions. Even when they do make such decisions to go into child labour, their decisions are not unbiased of their emotional preconditions subject to the economic conditions of their families. This is further compounded if they are orphans or their mothers are widows or when their bread winners are incapacitated in any form. This is a gross abuse of their social rights.
In as much as government policies and inefficient resources allocations will always make available a high supply of child labour on one hand, with the increase in working class or entrepreneurial woman on the other hand (including affirmative actions for women to participate in politics and other social ventures); it will be unrealistic to eliminate either the supply of or the demand for domestic child labour especially in Africa.
Recommendation:
Therefore the thrust of this model is to provide an alternative to the dehumanization or/and ‘commodification’ of domestic child labour. “Humanifying” child labour will minimize and even eliminate the negative non monetary benefits of domestic labour. Governments must compensate for their inability to provide decent standards of living to their various citizens by providing adequate machineries to check mate the exploitation of those involved in child labour especially as it concerns non-monetary benefits. Government and non-governmental agencies must come up with monitoring channels to drive down and eliminate the negativity in the non monetary benefits. More emphasis and efforts must be made to compel those employing domestic child labourers not to only concentrate on payments of wages and salaries which form the monetary benefits on the right hand side of the equation, but also to eliminate all forms of physical, emotional, psychological, and sexual abuses. Then push further to the provision of education and other skill enhancing opportunities. Emergency telephone lines should be made available for calls at no charge to report abuses or exploitations. The more the negative non- monetary benefits of domestic child labour tend towards zero and even cross to the positive side, the greater will be the benefits of domestic child labour. But as long as the right hand side fails to achieve that positive sign, the left hand side which is an increase in the economic and social rights of women harbours some externalities which are unquantifiable.
Illustrations:
Assuming the economic and social rights of women increase by 5 and non monetary benefit is estimated at 3, obtain the amount of monetary benefit that will achieve equilibrium when NBM is less than zero, zero and more than zero respectively.
Scenario One- When Non Monetary Benefits <0
Recall equation 5
Where NMB <0 we have;
ESW= MB-NMB
Making MB the subject of the formula
MB= ESW +NMB
MB= 5+3
MB= 8
{5=8-3 =5}
Interpretation:
MB of 8 must be paid to compensate for negative NMB of 3 at an ESW of 5.This equilibrium is not attainable because it is not feasible and rational for an employer of child labour to pay a higher monetary benefit than what the working class wife earns in order to make up for the degrading human conditions like abuses, low self esteem inherent in the negative NMB. This is a level of dehumanization.
Scenario Two- When Non Monetary Benefits = 0
Recall equation 6
Where NMB = 0 we have
ESW= MB
{5=5}
Interpretation:
MB of 5 must be paid to achieve equilibrium at an ESW of 5 when NMB is nil. This happens when non monetary benefits is neither dysfunctional nor available and the whole increase in economic and social rights of women must be paid to the child labourer as a compensation for the absence of non monetary benefits like access to education among others. However, this equilibrium is not always attainable because it will be irrational to pay all one earns to the domestic help except in an extreme situation. This scenario if achieved will merely be commodifying the child labourer.
Scenario Three- When Non Monetary Benefits > 0
Recall equation 7
Where NMB>0 we have
If ESW =MB+NMB
MB= ESW - NMB
MB= 5-3
MB= 2.
Interpretation:
MB of 2 would be paid to compliment the positive NMB of 3 at an ESW of 5.This is therefore the feasible equilibrium. It is both practicable and rational to pay out a fraction (2/5) of what the working woman earns as monetary benefits to domestic child labour rather than paying higher as in scenario one or paying out the total earned as in scenario two. This will be complimented by provision of non monetary benefits like self esteem, educational opportunities etc.
Conclusion:
Monetary benefits alone can not liberate those engaged in child labour from the poverty circle. Consistent increase in the non monetary benefits such as access to education, more humane living conditions, self esteem, and developmental opportunities like skill acquisition will be the realistic approach to breaking the poverty circle which traps those engaged in child labour. Domestic child labour is bad enough as it is, but making the conditions in which they work sub-human is worse. Until the problems of poverty and under development are addressed in Sub Saharan Africa, the best we can do is to maximize the equilibrium level of the domestic child labour by striving to increase the non monetary benefits which give dignity to human life. By maximizing the non-monetary benefits of domestic child labour, the society will move towards a healthy balance. This will cause the domestic child labourers to have the status of surrogate children and they in turn will act as surrogate parents to the wards they are catering for. This means that the increase in economic and social rights of women will make it possible for their children left in the hands of domestic helps to grow in the right hands and right minds. On the contrary failure to achieve this dynamic model will be exposing the children, the family and the society to the risks of our improbity.
THE UNITED WAR AGAINST GADDAFI
THE UNITED WAR AGAINST GADDAFI: THE BUOAZIZI NEMESIS!
CredoWriters: Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
The tyrant could not get his fantasy of a United States of African which the self anointed kings of kings wanted to be the sovereign ironically gets a United War on Libya. Not since the gulf war 1 of 1991 after Saddam Hussein’s invasion of Kuwait has the entire world been united in tackling a tyrant, despot, dictator and a power drunk. The 2003 invasion of Iraq saw a divided West but in 2011 even the Arab league joins other international partners (The UN, EU, USA, and AU) to enforce the U.N resolution 1973 on Libya. The U.N No-Fly zone may be coming late especially for the innocent Libyan civilians killed by Gaddafi’s forces but it is better late than never considering the millions of others at the threat of extermination from a leader who has threatened to show no mercy to his own people, to cleanse Libya house by house. The enforcement of the UN No-Fly zone code named Operation Odyssey Dawn was launched on the 19th of March 2011 to destroy Libya’s air defence system and make it impossible for his war planes to bomb civilians and their cities. It also gave the coalition forces the legitimacy to destroy Gaddafi’s tanks marching on the so called rebelled cities. The French forces fired first in the NATO international operation.
Colonel Muammar Gaddafi overthrew the monarchy of King Idris in 1969 came on board as a 27 year old revolutionary blending religious fundamentalism with Arab nationalism .After 41 years in power he has over stayed his welcome and is indeed the world’s longest reactionary. Gaddafi was the sponsor of the Palestine Liberation Organization (The PLO) while the former was a terrorist organization;(Kidnappings of Israeli athletes during the 1972 Berlin Olympics, the Entebbe hostage of 1977 in Uganda, etc) which is responsible for modern day terrorism. From sponsoring rebel causes across Africa to the IRA in Northern Ireland and Moslem rebels in far away Philippines, to the Lockerbie Bombing of 1988 Gaddafi is the most consistent age long exporter of terrorism across the globe even before the advent of al qaeda. He uses religion to whip up sentiments when it suits his inordinate ambition. He has on more than one occasion called for the disintegration of Nigeria across religious lines because he saw a united Nigeria as a threat to his dream of leading a United States of Africa. The same Gaddafi now accuses al qaeda and Islamists for the chaos in his country when in fact it is a popular uprising by the people of Libya for genuine liberation from a despot and his family’s hold on their national life.
For Gaddafi to go to the extent of arming mercenaries to massacre his own people, use his air force for aerial bombardment of his own citizens, call his people ants, cockroaches and drug addicts; once again in Gaddafi; African leaders have shown that Africa is the square root of power maniacs. From Burkina Faso to Cameroun, Cote d’ Ivore to Congo Brazzaville; Equatorial Guinea to Gambia, Sudan to Uganda and far away Zimbabwe; corrupt, autocratic and despotic African regimes have turned their people to pawns and their countries’ wealth to personal estates. (This is not exclusive of the dead despots in Nigeria, Gabon, Zaire, Togo etc) The European Union evolved but the African Union was merely proclaimed without the conditions for integration attained. How on earth did a Gaddafi whose records of criminality are unbeatable play a pivotal role in the AU?
The coward that he is like all the tyrants before him claimed to have called a cease fire immediately the No-Fly zone resolution was passed though it was just a fad because his forces went ahead to assault Benghazi and other cities. Now he is calling the coalition forces crusader invaders to raise religious sentiments when in essence he was killing his own Moslem citizens? He has gone ahead to gather human shields in his compound in the event of an allied bombs against him all in the name of pro-supporters. This is coming a month to the 25th anniversary of the USA bombing of Tripoli in April 1986 which narrowly missed Gaddafi and killed his daughter. He is fighting a propagandist war and has released arms to over 1 million Libyans (pro Gaddafi or mercenaries) to turn Libya into a sea of red hell as he earlier promised.
Gaddafi belongs to the E5 (Evil Five) of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, Idi Amin, Saddam Hussein and should be quickly consigned to the dustbin of history to make the world if not safer, at least one evil less. However the Buoazizi nemesis should not only stop in North Africa but tyrants and despots like Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe who have for too long held their countries and people to ransom should take the exit door before sand runs out of their glasses.
Epilogue;
The war in Libya has entered its seventh month now, today is 1st of September 2011 and Gaddafi would have been celebrating 42 years in power if not for the rebels’ assault on Tripoli. The self proclaimed king of kings is now a fugitive with 1.6 million dollars tag on his head by the rebels. An estimated 50,000 people have been killed in the conflict according to the NTC. The sad thing is that the AU has refused to recognize the National Transitional Council making it possible for other tyrants to believe they will always have a field day. Gaddafi who was sponsored rebels across the world has been chased out of his palace by rebels. We call that the law of karma. Unfortunately, the NTC has raised an alarm that a fugitive Gaddafi is a threat to world security and I concur with them. The world has seen more blood because people like the Khalifa have always used human beings as pawn in the game of power of selfishness. This is evident in what is going on in Nigeria because no matter what we believe, their are people who stand to gain from every terror activity.
Written 07/04/2011
Updated 01/09/2011.
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The tyrant could not get his fantasy of a United States of African which the self anointed kings of kings wanted to be the sovereign ironically gets a United War on Libya. Not since the gulf war 1 of 1991 after Saddam Hussein’s invasion of Kuwait has the entire world been united in tackling a tyrant, despot, dictator and a power drunk. The 2003 invasion of Iraq saw a divided West but in 2011 even the Arab league joins other international partners (The UN, EU, USA, and AU) to enforce the U.N resolution 1973 on Libya. The U.N No-Fly zone may be coming late especially for the innocent Libyan civilians killed by Gaddafi’s forces but it is better late than never considering the millions of others at the threat of extermination from a leader who has threatened to show no mercy to his own people, to cleanse Libya house by house. The enforcement of the UN No-Fly zone code named Operation Odyssey Dawn was launched on the 19th of March 2011 to destroy Libya’s air defence system and make it impossible for his war planes to bomb civilians and their cities. It also gave the coalition forces the legitimacy to destroy Gaddafi’s tanks marching on the so called rebelled cities. The French forces fired first in the NATO international operation.
Colonel Muammar Gaddafi overthrew the monarchy of King Idris in 1969 came on board as a 27 year old revolutionary blending religious fundamentalism with Arab nationalism .After 41 years in power he has over stayed his welcome and is indeed the world’s longest reactionary. Gaddafi was the sponsor of the Palestine Liberation Organization (The PLO) while the former was a terrorist organization;(Kidnappings of Israeli athletes during the 1972 Berlin Olympics, the Entebbe hostage of 1977 in Uganda, etc) which is responsible for modern day terrorism. From sponsoring rebel causes across Africa to the IRA in Northern Ireland and Moslem rebels in far away Philippines, to the Lockerbie Bombing of 1988 Gaddafi is the most consistent age long exporter of terrorism across the globe even before the advent of al qaeda. He uses religion to whip up sentiments when it suits his inordinate ambition. He has on more than one occasion called for the disintegration of Nigeria across religious lines because he saw a united Nigeria as a threat to his dream of leading a United States of Africa. The same Gaddafi now accuses al qaeda and Islamists for the chaos in his country when in fact it is a popular uprising by the people of Libya for genuine liberation from a despot and his family’s hold on their national life.
For Gaddafi to go to the extent of arming mercenaries to massacre his own people, use his air force for aerial bombardment of his own citizens, call his people ants, cockroaches and drug addicts; once again in Gaddafi; African leaders have shown that Africa is the square root of power maniacs. From Burkina Faso to Cameroun, Cote d’ Ivore to Congo Brazzaville; Equatorial Guinea to Gambia, Sudan to Uganda and far away Zimbabwe; corrupt, autocratic and despotic African regimes have turned their people to pawns and their countries’ wealth to personal estates. (This is not exclusive of the dead despots in Nigeria, Gabon, Zaire, Togo etc) The European Union evolved but the African Union was merely proclaimed without the conditions for integration attained. How on earth did a Gaddafi whose records of criminality are unbeatable play a pivotal role in the AU?
The coward that he is like all the tyrants before him claimed to have called a cease fire immediately the No-Fly zone resolution was passed though it was just a fad because his forces went ahead to assault Benghazi and other cities. Now he is calling the coalition forces crusader invaders to raise religious sentiments when in essence he was killing his own Moslem citizens? He has gone ahead to gather human shields in his compound in the event of an allied bombs against him all in the name of pro-supporters. This is coming a month to the 25th anniversary of the USA bombing of Tripoli in April 1986 which narrowly missed Gaddafi and killed his daughter. He is fighting a propagandist war and has released arms to over 1 million Libyans (pro Gaddafi or mercenaries) to turn Libya into a sea of red hell as he earlier promised.
Gaddafi belongs to the E5 (Evil Five) of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, Idi Amin, Saddam Hussein and should be quickly consigned to the dustbin of history to make the world if not safer, at least one evil less. However the Buoazizi nemesis should not only stop in North Africa but tyrants and despots like Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe who have for too long held their countries and people to ransom should take the exit door before sand runs out of their glasses.
Epilogue;
The war in Libya has entered its seventh month now, today is 1st of September 2011 and Gaddafi would have been celebrating 42 years in power if not for the rebels’ assault on Tripoli. The self proclaimed king of kings is now a fugitive with 1.6 million dollars tag on his head by the rebels. An estimated 50,000 people have been killed in the conflict according to the NTC. The sad thing is that the AU has refused to recognize the National Transitional Council making it possible for other tyrants to believe they will always have a field day. Gaddafi who was sponsored rebels across the world has been chased out of his palace by rebels. We call that the law of karma. Unfortunately, the NTC has raised an alarm that a fugitive Gaddafi is a threat to world security and I concur with them. The world has seen more blood because people like the Khalifa have always used human beings as pawn in the game of power of selfishness. This is evident in what is going on in Nigeria because no matter what we believe, their are people who stand to gain from every terror activity.
Written 07/04/2011
Updated 01/09/2011.
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ETERNITY HAS NO GREY HAIR
ETERNITY HAS NO GREY HAIR
TRIBUTE TO EMILY OBADA {REST IN PEACE MY DEAR ONE}
As Eternity has no grey hair
You will never fade from our memories.
As beautiful as God’s kingdom;
You were to us.
The flower you were.
The river of smiles you were.
The magnificence of your being.
The intelligence of your emotions.
The pleasure of your speech.
The wisdom of your decisions.
The dreams of your future.
All gone?
Yet the spirituality of your soul lives with and for eternity
Eternity has no grey hair.
No matter the sweetness of temptations
The allure of sin
The selfishness of sin
The evil of this world
We must make heaven
To see you again, and join the church triumphant
In singing Our New Song
For Eternity has no grey hair
You will never fade from our thoughts
I wished you will live longer
But like magic you are gone.
Pacem Emilia Pacem!
emili_obada@heavenlybliss.eternity
Your bigboy; Sammy.260811
THE GREATER FOOL THEORY
CredoWriters: Wakdok, Samuel Stephen and Gabriel Ikese.
Bros yeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Na you author the note?
Me ke?
I no be idiot
Had it been you were in your 70s I would have called you a” fool”
Hahahahahahahaa. I am not even 40 so you can only call me an idiot. I am still growing though. One day I may grow old enough to be a fool.
So for now you are idiotic.
Yes
Anticipating being a fool in the future
So far I will blossom into a fool with a big farm; or with the windfall of 36 billion dollars.
I know your wayo ooooooooooooo
In Nigeria fools are very wealthy. They are the ones who rule or still rule?
The only thing is that their wealths are illgotten.
The fools are the ones who managed our affairs or still manage. The fools are the ones who executed coup plotters.
So these fools are the juicy type.
The fools are the ones who live in hill top mansions. These fools are no fools believe me. Let us not suffer fools gladly because a fool doesn’t know the value of anything but these fools know and that is why they spent 18 years between themselves plundering our wealth directly and many more years indirectly .
I hear say na your senator be the chairman senate committee on EFCC.
Are you serious? He is one of the small fools then. He is learning so fast I must confess. Just that he wasn’t a fool who once wore Khaki.
Laugh wan kill me die! Senate committee on EFCC, his case file will just disappear. He may even end up probing Ribadu.
It really pays to be a fool in Nigeria and loot your share then retire to a hill top mansion.
After all there is no law calling foolishness a crime in Nigeria. You will never get prosecuted or jailed.The constitution is either ignorant of foolishness or just silent about it.
If the constitution is ignorant, need you be told that ignorance is not an excuse before the law? If it is silent then it is aiding and abetting you may say. We should sue the constitution for criminal negligence.
No lawyer will represent you at the Supreme Court. The Nigerian Bar Association has sanctioned the National Judicial Council for 6 months after the unconstitutional removal of the President of the court of Appeal by the NJC.
Then I think rather than amending the constitution for a single term of six years, we should ask they amend it to make foolishness a capital crime.
Hmmmmmmmmmm.
I thought the government has shelved away that single term bill.
No. Didn’t you hear what the government whistle said? It is on course.
Haaaaaaaaaa, government’s whistle?
If he was still writing, he would have written a very beautiful expose’ on these matters especially on the fools theory and the single term gate.
Has he stopped writing? Only that he too has joined the wise fools.
In Nigeria the fools are very wise.
He has discovered what it means to be with the popular side and now has moved to the VIF- Very important fools.
I am sure he is regretting quietly now.
Regretting for joining late. Yes.
It is better late than never. The future started yesterday, but the future can also start today.
Did you hear that two soldiers were involved in the kidnap of Mikel’s father, Pa Michael Obi in Jos? Soldiers sent on peace mission.
No wonder, the state government and the locals have always been complaining about the complicity of some soldiers in the massacres of their people.
Those two soldiers are big fools, wallai.
Do you blame them? When two old men who looted our national treasury or put us in this development of underdevelopment confessed to the world that they are fools, why will anyone not want to be a fool?
But I told you there is no crime called Folly in our law books, now these two foolish soldiers will be court-martialed and charged for Kidnapping and extortion of ransom.
What is new, how many kidnappers have been convicted in Nigeria? How much is the ransom they asked of?
I can’t say it out oh. They asked for billions of dollars from Mikel and said it was a chicken change for Mikel and Chelsea.
What? Billions of dollars? Were they going to do a pick up at a rendezvous or they were going to ask for a wire transfer? Interpol would have arrested them.
And you said one is a sergeant? They are big fools.
The real fools are we, who sit here complaining.
The wise fools have taken enough to last their generations unborn.
So we may all be fools? But the greater fool is the one who knows what to gain from being a fool.
Yes
And that is what I call the Greater Fool Theory.
Whether IBB is a fool and OBJ is the most fool as posited by IBB’s spokesman is not the issue. The issue is that the bigger fools are the docile citizens who keep suffering and smiling while the greater fools smile to the banks or their underground vaults at home.
Make I dey go
Take care.
Be careful because you don the near the age of fools.
You are nearer that age than me.
Which of the ages? The fool at 40 for life or the fool at 70 for eternity?
Fool for eternity? You forgot that even fools die?
Just be a wise fool at 70 and you will not die a fool.
Bye you fool.
I am not even near 40 yet.
So for now you are idiotic.
Yes.
Bye all the same. Don’t be a fool.
A DECADE OF DEATH ON THE PLATEAU
A DECADE OF DEATH ON THE PLATEAU
{SEPTEMBER 7th 2001 TO SEPTEMBER 7th 2011.}
By Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
If democracy’s mortal sin is the endless and senseless orgy of violence and dance of death on the plateau since 2001, the original sin was committed from the time of the military when the gap toothed general balkanized the old Jos Local government into three entities of Jos North, Jos East and Jos South Local Government Areas respectively. If the old Jos Local Government Area was big enough to warrant splitting, it should have been split into Jos North and South. However, the creation of Jos East was a gerrymander with the sole and mischievous objective of making the minority Hausa settlers in Jos who were centred on the present day Jos North the majority in Jos North.
Since areas in Jos north formed most of the nucleus of the Jos city, the long run effect was to impose the people, religion and culture of the Hausa on the generality of the indigenes and residents of Jos. This has been responsible for the ever flowing of blood on the plateau. Of course the Beroms are the major indigenous ethnic group in Jos, and they view this development as an affront to their heritage both in terms of land and survival and have been the major protagonist in the conflict. There are other ethnic settlers in Jos as old as the Hausas if not older; the Ibos, the Urhobos, the Yoruba and other tribes from different parts of the defunct o ld Benue Plateau state like the Idoma, Tiv, Mada etc. None has claimed to be the owners of Jos or demanded to be the rulers of Jos despite having similar religious and cultural backgrounds.
The Hausa on the other hand have always used the twin evil of ethnicity and religion when it suits them either alternatively or concurrently. When they want to gain the sympathy of the secular world or even the liberal Christian world, they paint the conflict as purely ethnic but when they want to gain the sympathy of their fellow Muslims both local and foreign they paint the conflict as religious. These has made the people of Plateau come under double attack as seen when a Christian President declared a state of emergency in 2004 at the behest of Muslim leaders and when a Moslem President Yar’Adua clearly took sides with his Hausa Fulani kindred after the local government elections of November 2008 snowballed into a conflict. It was so glaring because the ruling party at both the federal and state governments was the PDP.
The military sowed the seed of discord when in 1994 they appointed a Hausa Fulani as the local government administrator to the chagrin of the indigenous ethnic groups. That resulted in the first conflict in Jos though many people are unaware of it.The major crisis of reference is the one of September 7th 2001 which has become a wound that is refusing to heal. Between 2001 and 2011, thousands have lost their lives in various crises and Jos once called Home of peace and tourism is now referred to as Home of pieces and terrorism in many quarters.
The once serene city has witnessed so much violence to the extent that many people have relocated away and are still relocating, new entrants are refusing to come and some indigenes have stayed away from home. Today in Jos, there are certain areas that Christians cannot go and some that Muslims cannot go. Some areas sit on border lines which make them the boiling points at the renewal of conflicts. Economic and social activities have suffered many setbacks leaving the people poorer and disillusioned.
Propaganda has played a major role in fanning the embers of discord in this prolonged crisis. The Hausa Fulani have exploited their access to international broadcast media like the Al jazeera, BBC Hausa service and even local media like the Daily trust. It is on record that the Hausa Fulani are the antagonists in this feud, but these media play down all the attacks by the Hausa/Fulani and amplify the ones by the others even when acting in self defense. Their advertorials, commentaries, opinions, columns and contribution are pro Moslem and pan Islamic. They would have been happier if the endangered people on the plateau surrender without resistance to the senseless slaughter carried out by the jihadists who see nothing wrong in turning against their host communities. For people who cherish their cattle more than other people’s lives, one is not surprised at the havoc they can create on the lives of others. But this is not the first time that hospitality is rewarded with hatred. When the Prophet Muhammed took flight from Mecca during his Hijra in the seventh century, his followers were granted asylum by the Christian king of Ethiopia . One of the Arabs killed an Ethiopian right inside the church before fleeing back to Arabia . Now in the twenty first century we see how settlers have turned against not only their hosts but all others who do not share their faith. The Jos crisis is not just a Hausa-Berom conflict, if it were I can’t fathom how churches have become the shrines of the Berom people. Yet the first target of the Hausa/Fulani is always a church. Each time there is resumption in conflict we see the active participation, collaboration, and cooperation of Moslems from other states and even outside the country in terms of human, material and financial resources. Fighters have been trained and imported to come and create havoc on innocent residents of Jos. At no point has any Christian state or country aided the people of Jos in this war, but we know the roles Moslem dominated states have played in inciting and providing support for the jihadists.
Unfortunately the military sent to keep peace and maintain internal security have at one time or the other been accused of biasness. Unarmed, innocent Christians have been shot at and killed in some cases. Innocent Christians have been killed under the watch of some security personnel without much ado. The case of 40 Ibos slaughtered along Bauchi road in 2010 is an unfortunate incident that can’t be forgotten in a hurry. The various attacks by armed Fulani marauders on innocent villagers around Jos since 2010 has cast a lot of doubts on the efficacy of the security arrangement which make it possible for the attackers to kill and escape. Most times innocent youths who rally to protect their communities or disarm these attackers are the ones arrested and paraded as armed hoodlums. The Hausa man never conquered Jos, and even if it is argued that every one settled in Jos as it is the case all over the world, it has been consistent that people who settled before the arrival of others have always been called the indigenes. After all Usman Dan Fodio was not from Sokoto but Gobir and only ruled Sokoto after his conquest. It is surprising that while the Jihad of Dan Fodio in 1804 did not conquer Jos during a primitive era, we are been confronted with a modern day Jihad in the era of civilized statehood and nation with government.
Economic indices have played a major role in this crisis. While the Christians and others have looked at the irrationality of breeding excess children due to economic realities, without prejudice to their religious beliefs, the Hausa Muslims have continued to explode their population irrespective of their inability to cater for their off springs materially and socially. This has led to a glut in the population of the Hausa Fulani households with the attendant problem of the almajiris who are readily used in conflicts. On the other hand it has led to a stabilization and outright fall in the population of the indigenes and other Christians in the city. This coupled with sponsors from within and without has made the Hausa Fulani Muslims bolder and more daring over the years.
The rise in Islamic extremism and the increased activities of terrorists in the country and Jos in particular gives one serious concern. The 2010 Christmas eve twin bombings which left not less than 80 Christians dead has not been investigated further and no culprit has been brought to book. The role of boko harram and al qaeda in perpetrating violence in Nigeria and around the world cannot be overemphasized.
For those familiar with history, the Jos Crisis is a semblance of the Kosovo war in the 90s. It therefore makes it imperative to demand for an international assessment and international arbitrators since the federal government has not done enough to stop this wanton destruction of lives and property. The activities of some security men who have clearly taken sides with their kinsmen or religion when they are supposed to be neutral makes it inevitable to call for the intervention of an International peace keeping or enforcement force to be garrisoned in and around Jos like that of Kosovo.
Until then, the Federal government must stop playing politics with the Jos conundrum to halt further death after a decade of senseless killings. It is highly hypocritical that a people who will not allow their own indigenous Christian tribes in Bauchi. Kano, Sokoto, Kebbi, Borno,Niger, Yobe, Gombe to rule or have access to political offices want to lord it over others in their own state. I will always affirm that the issue of indigene ship is a Nigerian phenomenon and as such if it must be abrogated it should start from the Hausa states with a long history of settlers who have also contributed to the development of those states. The Hausa Fulani Muslim should either live at peace with the other residents or leave others in peace.
It was Martin Luther king Jnr. who said “we either live together as brothers or perish as fools”. If we must be brothers we should respect those who have been hospitable enough to allow us live and breed in their land. But if we choose to be fools then we all stand the risk of perishing as fools. But before then truth must be told. Why no other tribe has lay claim to Jos though they settled as far as the Hausas did, if not longer? Who arms the Hausas with guns and who pays for the importation of mercenaries from other states and countries?
Peace is priceless and sometimes we may pay the ultimate price as many of our martyrs have in the quest for peace on the Plateau. But now more than ever we must discern between cowardice and hatred. We cannot afford to be cowards, therefore we must stand firm and defend our people, faith and children yet we should not allow vengeance to cause us to hate. Our God is a living God and does not thrive on the blood of the innocents .Brethren do not be afraid for the Bible says “the thief comes only to steal, kill and destroy”. Based on those responsible for the destruction of lives and property, we can tell who the owners of Jos are or are not. Jesus said that he will send us the Holy Spirit who will lead us to the truth. For every logarithm there is an anti logarithm .But He also promised us that they gate of hell will never prevail against his church. Finally Christ told us to fear Him rather who can destroy both body and soul in hell. All things shall pass away, even this too shall pass.
For all our faithful who have died in this decade of death on the Plateau, we pray for God’s compassion and mercy. May eternal rest shine upon them and may they rest in your Peace Perfect Peace O’ Lord. Amen.
{SEPTEMBER 7th 2001 TO SEPTEMBER 7th 2011.}
By Wakdok, Samuel Stephen.
If democracy’s mortal sin is the endless and senseless orgy of violence and dance of death on the plateau since 2001, the original sin was committed from the time of the military when the gap toothed general balkanized the old Jos Local government into three entities of Jos North, Jos East and Jos South Local Government Areas respectively. If the old Jos Local Government Area was big enough to warrant splitting, it should have been split into Jos North and South. However, the creation of Jos East was a gerrymander with the sole and mischievous objective of making the minority Hausa settlers in Jos who were centred on the present day Jos North the majority in Jos North.
Since areas in Jos north formed most of the nucleus of the Jos city, the long run effect was to impose the people, religion and culture of the Hausa on the generality of the indigenes and residents of Jos. This has been responsible for the ever flowing of blood on the plateau. Of course the Beroms are the major indigenous ethnic group in Jos, and they view this development as an affront to their heritage both in terms of land and survival and have been the major protagonist in the conflict. There are other ethnic settlers in Jos as old as the Hausas if not older; the Ibos, the Urhobos, the Yoruba and other tribes from different parts of the defunct o ld Benue Plateau state like the Idoma, Tiv, Mada etc. None has claimed to be the owners of Jos or demanded to be the rulers of Jos despite having similar religious and cultural backgrounds.
The Hausa on the other hand have always used the twin evil of ethnicity and religion when it suits them either alternatively or concurrently. When they want to gain the sympathy of the secular world or even the liberal Christian world, they paint the conflict as purely ethnic but when they want to gain the sympathy of their fellow Muslims both local and foreign they paint the conflict as religious. These has made the people of Plateau come under double attack as seen when a Christian President declared a state of emergency in 2004 at the behest of Muslim leaders and when a Moslem President Yar’Adua clearly took sides with his Hausa Fulani kindred after the local government elections of November 2008 snowballed into a conflict. It was so glaring because the ruling party at both the federal and state governments was the PDP.
The military sowed the seed of discord when in 1994 they appointed a Hausa Fulani as the local government administrator to the chagrin of the indigenous ethnic groups. That resulted in the first conflict in Jos though many people are unaware of it.The major crisis of reference is the one of September 7th 2001 which has become a wound that is refusing to heal. Between 2001 and 2011, thousands have lost their lives in various crises and Jos once called Home of peace and tourism is now referred to as Home of pieces and terrorism in many quarters.
The once serene city has witnessed so much violence to the extent that many people have relocated away and are still relocating, new entrants are refusing to come and some indigenes have stayed away from home. Today in Jos, there are certain areas that Christians cannot go and some that Muslims cannot go. Some areas sit on border lines which make them the boiling points at the renewal of conflicts. Economic and social activities have suffered many setbacks leaving the people poorer and disillusioned.
Propaganda has played a major role in fanning the embers of discord in this prolonged crisis. The Hausa Fulani have exploited their access to international broadcast media like the Al jazeera, BBC Hausa service and even local media like the Daily trust. It is on record that the Hausa Fulani are the antagonists in this feud, but these media play down all the attacks by the Hausa/Fulani and amplify the ones by the others even when acting in self defense. Their advertorials, commentaries, opinions, columns and contribution are pro Moslem and pan Islamic. They would have been happier if the endangered people on the plateau surrender without resistance to the senseless slaughter carried out by the jihadists who see nothing wrong in turning against their host communities. For people who cherish their cattle more than other people’s lives, one is not surprised at the havoc they can create on the lives of others. But this is not the first time that hospitality is rewarded with hatred. When the Prophet Muhammed took flight from Mecca during his Hijra in the seventh century, his followers were granted asylum by the Christian king of Ethiopia . One of the Arabs killed an Ethiopian right inside the church before fleeing back to Arabia . Now in the twenty first century we see how settlers have turned against not only their hosts but all others who do not share their faith. The Jos crisis is not just a Hausa-Berom conflict, if it were I can’t fathom how churches have become the shrines of the Berom people. Yet the first target of the Hausa/Fulani is always a church. Each time there is resumption in conflict we see the active participation, collaboration, and cooperation of Moslems from other states and even outside the country in terms of human, material and financial resources. Fighters have been trained and imported to come and create havoc on innocent residents of Jos. At no point has any Christian state or country aided the people of Jos in this war, but we know the roles Moslem dominated states have played in inciting and providing support for the jihadists.
Unfortunately the military sent to keep peace and maintain internal security have at one time or the other been accused of biasness. Unarmed, innocent Christians have been shot at and killed in some cases. Innocent Christians have been killed under the watch of some security personnel without much ado. The case of 40 Ibos slaughtered along Bauchi road in 2010 is an unfortunate incident that can’t be forgotten in a hurry. The various attacks by armed Fulani marauders on innocent villagers around Jos since 2010 has cast a lot of doubts on the efficacy of the security arrangement which make it possible for the attackers to kill and escape. Most times innocent youths who rally to protect their communities or disarm these attackers are the ones arrested and paraded as armed hoodlums. The Hausa man never conquered Jos, and even if it is argued that every one settled in Jos as it is the case all over the world, it has been consistent that people who settled before the arrival of others have always been called the indigenes. After all Usman Dan Fodio was not from Sokoto but Gobir and only ruled Sokoto after his conquest. It is surprising that while the Jihad of Dan Fodio in 1804 did not conquer Jos during a primitive era, we are been confronted with a modern day Jihad in the era of civilized statehood and nation with government.
Economic indices have played a major role in this crisis. While the Christians and others have looked at the irrationality of breeding excess children due to economic realities, without prejudice to their religious beliefs, the Hausa Muslims have continued to explode their population irrespective of their inability to cater for their off springs materially and socially. This has led to a glut in the population of the Hausa Fulani households with the attendant problem of the almajiris who are readily used in conflicts. On the other hand it has led to a stabilization and outright fall in the population of the indigenes and other Christians in the city. This coupled with sponsors from within and without has made the Hausa Fulani Muslims bolder and more daring over the years.
The rise in Islamic extremism and the increased activities of terrorists in the country and Jos in particular gives one serious concern. The 2010 Christmas eve twin bombings which left not less than 80 Christians dead has not been investigated further and no culprit has been brought to book. The role of boko harram and al qaeda in perpetrating violence in Nigeria and around the world cannot be overemphasized.
For those familiar with history, the Jos Crisis is a semblance of the Kosovo war in the 90s. It therefore makes it imperative to demand for an international assessment and international arbitrators since the federal government has not done enough to stop this wanton destruction of lives and property. The activities of some security men who have clearly taken sides with their kinsmen or religion when they are supposed to be neutral makes it inevitable to call for the intervention of an International peace keeping or enforcement force to be garrisoned in and around Jos like that of Kosovo.
Until then, the Federal government must stop playing politics with the Jos conundrum to halt further death after a decade of senseless killings. It is highly hypocritical that a people who will not allow their own indigenous Christian tribes in Bauchi. Kano, Sokoto, Kebbi, Borno,Niger, Yobe, Gombe to rule or have access to political offices want to lord it over others in their own state. I will always affirm that the issue of indigene ship is a Nigerian phenomenon and as such if it must be abrogated it should start from the Hausa states with a long history of settlers who have also contributed to the development of those states. The Hausa Fulani Muslim should either live at peace with the other residents or leave others in peace.
It was Martin Luther king Jnr. who said “we either live together as brothers or perish as fools”. If we must be brothers we should respect those who have been hospitable enough to allow us live and breed in their land. But if we choose to be fools then we all stand the risk of perishing as fools. But before then truth must be told. Why no other tribe has lay claim to Jos though they settled as far as the Hausas did, if not longer? Who arms the Hausas with guns and who pays for the importation of mercenaries from other states and countries?
Peace is priceless and sometimes we may pay the ultimate price as many of our martyrs have in the quest for peace on the Plateau. But now more than ever we must discern between cowardice and hatred. We cannot afford to be cowards, therefore we must stand firm and defend our people, faith and children yet we should not allow vengeance to cause us to hate. Our God is a living God and does not thrive on the blood of the innocents .Brethren do not be afraid for the Bible says “the thief comes only to steal, kill and destroy”. Based on those responsible for the destruction of lives and property, we can tell who the owners of Jos are or are not. Jesus said that he will send us the Holy Spirit who will lead us to the truth. For every logarithm there is an anti logarithm .But He also promised us that they gate of hell will never prevail against his church. Finally Christ told us to fear Him rather who can destroy both body and soul in hell. All things shall pass away, even this too shall pass.
For all our faithful who have died in this decade of death on the Plateau, we pray for God’s compassion and mercy. May eternal rest shine upon them and may they rest in your Peace Perfect Peace O’ Lord. Amen.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I am the boss and now I have fired him
CredoLadies with Sabella
I am the boss and now I have fired him.
“Who does he think he is? Does he think because he has got the height then he is bigger than everyone else in this office? Is he the first to graduate from a British university? Why does he think he can decline what I want? As long as I remain the boss here, I will be the one to call the shots and Sanders or what ever he calls himself should not dare to spite me” I could not take it any longer and I must address the issue once and for all. The fact that I am a woman doesn’t imply any one can toy with me. I know my worth, I always go for the best, I always achieve results and I will not fail in this.
I was quite fortunate to have started my career in telecoms at a very young age immediately after I graduated at an even younger age. With the advent of deregulation in the telecommunication sector in Nigeria , competition not only came with price war to attract and retain customer loyalty; staff poaching was very rampant too. I was a sales manager with ECONET who got poached by MTN and offered the post of AGM Corporate clients. I had a network of blue chips and their executives on my clientele. I was based in Lagos however Globacom needed someone with my records but with the caveat of moving up North to oversea the development of the North Central market. For that, at a tender age of 28 I was offered the position of a General Manager for that region. I also had an added responsibility of overseeing an inroad into French West Africa since I had a very good knowledge of French language. Life can never be better, the luxury of wealth I have but the luxury of time I lacked.
My social status also surged with various economic and political gladiators mostly older rich men falling over me. In my organization I was respected by all and obeyed by many, even my own bosses had to give it to me because I am a star performer. When Sanders came in as an intern I had my reservations when I was told he will be hired for my region and even work directly in my office. I had my reservations for these rich kids who think their parents can use their connections and open all doors for them. I became very demanding on Sanders. Though we didn’t get along very well the more I drove him the more he delivered on his given tasks, but always he had this mischievous smile on his face as if to scorn at my femininity or to tell me that I as a lady should not have got to where I was. The snag was that no matter how hard I pushed him, he never gets to the level of loosing his cool or talking back at me. He is always cool, calm and collected. He goes ahead to dare all norms and we got better results; this made it impossible for me to castigate him.
No matter my career drive, my corporate goals or my societal flair I remain a woman at heart. I am a woman who craves for, a woman who yearns for, a woman who feels and who wants to be felt. I remain strong in the board room and stronger in the market place where competition teaches you to be relentless but at heart I remain delicate. I am a woman who wants to give my all; but not just give because I need to be taken. The dilemma here is Sanders never sees me as a woman but a boss. He doesn’t see me as a lady but as a go getter who is only interested in driving her team to achieve and achieve more. I believe he must think I traded my heart for results. His looks gradually began to pierce my soul, his shoulders look exactly like the place I need to rest my fatigued body and his hands; I day dream of what those hands can do to a woman’s body. My challenge is making him look at me differently as a lady who could be his woman. I have to fire him up and make myself the only one available to quench that fire.
I sent the driver to get us two cups of ice cream as we drove out of a client’s office, behind the dark walls of the tinted glass in a flash I planted a deep kiss, and so deep my tongue felt the walls of his throat. I looked deeper into his cool eyes and moaned softly; “Sanders do not ever say No to me on this, this is not about being the boss; this is my heart, my life which we can make ours.” Before he could reply I squeezed him the hardest and he let out a soft moan and he kissed me back with so much energy I went out of breath. Now that I have fired him and the driver is back on the wheels, I asked him to drive us to my place and close for the day. Thankfully Sanders remained mute and I took his silence for consent. Finally I can’t wait to quench the fire I have ignited both in him and in me. I have fired him.
SamuelStephenWakdok 28062011
I am the boss and now I have fired him.
“Who does he think he is? Does he think because he has got the height then he is bigger than everyone else in this office? Is he the first to graduate from a British university? Why does he think he can decline what I want? As long as I remain the boss here, I will be the one to call the shots and Sanders or what ever he calls himself should not dare to spite me” I could not take it any longer and I must address the issue once and for all. The fact that I am a woman doesn’t imply any one can toy with me. I know my worth, I always go for the best, I always achieve results and I will not fail in this.
I was quite fortunate to have started my career in telecoms at a very young age immediately after I graduated at an even younger age. With the advent of deregulation in the telecommunication sector in Nigeria , competition not only came with price war to attract and retain customer loyalty; staff poaching was very rampant too. I was a sales manager with ECONET who got poached by MTN and offered the post of AGM Corporate clients. I had a network of blue chips and their executives on my clientele. I was based in Lagos however Globacom needed someone with my records but with the caveat of moving up North to oversea the development of the North Central market. For that, at a tender age of 28 I was offered the position of a General Manager for that region. I also had an added responsibility of overseeing an inroad into French West Africa since I had a very good knowledge of French language. Life can never be better, the luxury of wealth I have but the luxury of time I lacked.
My social status also surged with various economic and political gladiators mostly older rich men falling over me. In my organization I was respected by all and obeyed by many, even my own bosses had to give it to me because I am a star performer. When Sanders came in as an intern I had my reservations when I was told he will be hired for my region and even work directly in my office. I had my reservations for these rich kids who think their parents can use their connections and open all doors for them. I became very demanding on Sanders. Though we didn’t get along very well the more I drove him the more he delivered on his given tasks, but always he had this mischievous smile on his face as if to scorn at my femininity or to tell me that I as a lady should not have got to where I was. The snag was that no matter how hard I pushed him, he never gets to the level of loosing his cool or talking back at me. He is always cool, calm and collected. He goes ahead to dare all norms and we got better results; this made it impossible for me to castigate him.
No matter my career drive, my corporate goals or my societal flair I remain a woman at heart. I am a woman who craves for, a woman who yearns for, a woman who feels and who wants to be felt. I remain strong in the board room and stronger in the market place where competition teaches you to be relentless but at heart I remain delicate. I am a woman who wants to give my all; but not just give because I need to be taken. The dilemma here is Sanders never sees me as a woman but a boss. He doesn’t see me as a lady but as a go getter who is only interested in driving her team to achieve and achieve more. I believe he must think I traded my heart for results. His looks gradually began to pierce my soul, his shoulders look exactly like the place I need to rest my fatigued body and his hands; I day dream of what those hands can do to a woman’s body. My challenge is making him look at me differently as a lady who could be his woman. I have to fire him up and make myself the only one available to quench that fire.
I sent the driver to get us two cups of ice cream as we drove out of a client’s office, behind the dark walls of the tinted glass in a flash I planted a deep kiss, and so deep my tongue felt the walls of his throat. I looked deeper into his cool eyes and moaned softly; “Sanders do not ever say No to me on this, this is not about being the boss; this is my heart, my life which we can make ours.” Before he could reply I squeezed him the hardest and he let out a soft moan and he kissed me back with so much energy I went out of breath. Now that I have fired him and the driver is back on the wheels, I asked him to drive us to my place and close for the day. Thankfully Sanders remained mute and I took his silence for consent. Finally I can’t wait to quench the fire I have ignited both in him and in me. I have fired him.
SamuelStephenWakdok 28062011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
SHOOT THAT RAPIST OFF THE STAGE
CredoWriters:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen
CredoLadies with Sabella
SHOOT THAT RAPIST OFF THE STAGE
It was a bit difficult placing the face but I had a deep conviction and I was so certain I once had an encounter with this handsome gentleman who just climbed the stage. I raked my brains yet I couldn’t easily figure out where or when our even how? It was becoming a bit distracting; I had to excuse myself and headed for the ladies. As I was making my way to the left end where the conveniences are located, his strong voice echoed from the microphone.
Dennis is a very busy world class public speaker, according to my colleagues at the Events department; it took them months to get him booked for this day. My employer is a new consultancy firm with a focus on Life Coaching. Enough of HIV/AIDS prevention, Malaria control, fights against terrorism and even financial freedom. We believed that a lot of these issues can be addressed through personal development. Our goal therefore is to go beyond the immediate causes of various challenges bedeviling the ordinary Africans and look at some psychological/hitherto unthought-of issues. In life coaching we are aiming to build a total person from pre- conception to death.
Among the few Africans who are authorities in this field was Dennis who took an early dive to build a career and we believed that it will be easier to drive home the points if we brought in a black speaker of international repute rather than an expatriate. As I splash the water from the tap on my face, the memories came in a speed. That must be him, my rapist of six years ago. I went back years ago to that incident; my legs became so weak they started shaking and my blood pumped at a faster rate.
I was in my final year in secondary school when it happened. I attended an all girls’ school which legend had that the students were known for luring men into secret locations and taking turn to have sex with them. It was said that some victims died in the process, I can’t tell how true or if they were just exhausted from satisfying the lust of a queue of secondary school girls. This we were told happened a very long time ago, more than 20 years before we came in but the reputation has stuck with us.
On the day of the school’s inter house sport in our final year; many other schools as usual were invited. Dennis came from one of the boy’s school in a town away from where our school was located. They have heard about the tales of our school and came with the hope of meeting girls who raped boys. This set of boys jumped over the hostel wall into our dormitory. It was their expectation based on what they have heard that they would meet girls who will force them into intercourse and they came ready for us. Unfortunately for them we were not born when this took place and now we stood mercilessly threatened by a colony of sex adventurers. We didn’t know what to do and as I turned to shout for help I saw this tall boy with adorable eyes and full rounded lips. His eyes seemed to violate the deepest of my reach and my thighs parted without a word from him or a step. His masculinity stood at a meter away and raped me until my legs quivered .This all happened in less than sixty seconds and I saw myself subconsciously panting in his arms. Suddenly I recovered my voice and shouted as if anyone was near to come to my help, before I could finish shouting he had jumped across the fence as we all shouted and they ran away. Poor boys who never knew we were naïve and innocent girls who are a new generation of students.
Now after all these years, they feelings I imagined on that fateful day were resurrected as I stood there numb. I could hear loud voice over the microphone pouring into where I was. I found my way back to my seat to admire this handsome and grown man who as a teenager roused a mixture of fear and ecstasy in me six years ago, whose looks only raped me even without laying a finger on me. Now I have to play my cards and get to this rapist who is raping my heart and when I eventually do, oh what a sweet revenge! I will finally melt into his arms, kiss his sweet lips and beg him to love me. I can not wait to shoot that rapist off the stage into my life.
SamuelStephenWakdok 24062011
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CredoLadies with Sabella
SHOOT THAT RAPIST OFF THE STAGE
It was a bit difficult placing the face but I had a deep conviction and I was so certain I once had an encounter with this handsome gentleman who just climbed the stage. I raked my brains yet I couldn’t easily figure out where or when our even how? It was becoming a bit distracting; I had to excuse myself and headed for the ladies. As I was making my way to the left end where the conveniences are located, his strong voice echoed from the microphone.
Dennis is a very busy world class public speaker, according to my colleagues at the Events department; it took them months to get him booked for this day. My employer is a new consultancy firm with a focus on Life Coaching. Enough of HIV/AIDS prevention, Malaria control, fights against terrorism and even financial freedom. We believed that a lot of these issues can be addressed through personal development. Our goal therefore is to go beyond the immediate causes of various challenges bedeviling the ordinary Africans and look at some psychological/hitherto unthought-of issues. In life coaching we are aiming to build a total person from pre- conception to death.
Among the few Africans who are authorities in this field was Dennis who took an early dive to build a career and we believed that it will be easier to drive home the points if we brought in a black speaker of international repute rather than an expatriate. As I splash the water from the tap on my face, the memories came in a speed. That must be him, my rapist of six years ago. I went back years ago to that incident; my legs became so weak they started shaking and my blood pumped at a faster rate.
I was in my final year in secondary school when it happened. I attended an all girls’ school which legend had that the students were known for luring men into secret locations and taking turn to have sex with them. It was said that some victims died in the process, I can’t tell how true or if they were just exhausted from satisfying the lust of a queue of secondary school girls. This we were told happened a very long time ago, more than 20 years before we came in but the reputation has stuck with us.
On the day of the school’s inter house sport in our final year; many other schools as usual were invited. Dennis came from one of the boy’s school in a town away from where our school was located. They have heard about the tales of our school and came with the hope of meeting girls who raped boys. This set of boys jumped over the hostel wall into our dormitory. It was their expectation based on what they have heard that they would meet girls who will force them into intercourse and they came ready for us. Unfortunately for them we were not born when this took place and now we stood mercilessly threatened by a colony of sex adventurers. We didn’t know what to do and as I turned to shout for help I saw this tall boy with adorable eyes and full rounded lips. His eyes seemed to violate the deepest of my reach and my thighs parted without a word from him or a step. His masculinity stood at a meter away and raped me until my legs quivered .This all happened in less than sixty seconds and I saw myself subconsciously panting in his arms. Suddenly I recovered my voice and shouted as if anyone was near to come to my help, before I could finish shouting he had jumped across the fence as we all shouted and they ran away. Poor boys who never knew we were naïve and innocent girls who are a new generation of students.
Now after all these years, they feelings I imagined on that fateful day were resurrected as I stood there numb. I could hear loud voice over the microphone pouring into where I was. I found my way back to my seat to admire this handsome and grown man who as a teenager roused a mixture of fear and ecstasy in me six years ago, whose looks only raped me even without laying a finger on me. Now I have to play my cards and get to this rapist who is raping my heart and when I eventually do, oh what a sweet revenge! I will finally melt into his arms, kiss his sweet lips and beg him to love me. I can not wait to shoot that rapist off the stage into my life.
SamuelStephenWakdok 24062011
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I NEED A DIVORCE ;BEFORE HE KILLS ME---
CredoWriters:WakdokSamuelStephen
CredoLadies with Sabella
I NEED A DIVORCE ;BEFORE HE KILLS ME---
I first saw Jude in my third year at the university; He was involved in the logistics planning for a beauty contest which I won. As the Miss Campus I had the attention of all the men within and outside the school. Jude of course only had a diploma, he couldn't further his education because of his family's economic condition.
His dad was a retiree who worked with the Nigerian Railway Corporation for 25 years before their were laid off, and pensions where owed these old people at time running beyond 6 months.
He was a nice looking guy, but I was so much enthralled by my euphoria of beauty and the fact that I was almost a graduate and will not want to date any one who is not a graduate or established. I dated a few guys in and out of school and all the guys I met spoilt me with cash. Was not particularly the wild type but once in a while I loved to catch my fun and I did that with distinctions.
I went on to win the Miss Camp during my NYSC orientation camp at Yenegoa and I was posted to serve with an oil servicing firm. I met some top guys who moved and shaked things, I frequently traveled with them on official assignments. It was during one of such trips that I met with Jude again after loosing contact way back. Jude apparently was now working with an airline as a marketing executive and I could see that he has taken good care of himself. I had a lot of proposals from my high fliers who saw me as a beauty queen and most of them had enough cash to throw at me. We exchanged cards with Jude and parted ways since I was in the company of one of my bosses. I did not hear from Jude again until after three months when I just got a message asking me if he could come and see me over the weekend.
I did not know what to do, I just replied him yes, at least not to sound repelling. Jude came but never asked to enter, he asked me to go in and change then he took me to a stadium to watch a local match. How could he think I was a football fan, and a local club for that matter. Yet the experience was so good that I wanted to come back again, it was such a refreshing time. He dropped me off after a casual drink and that was how once in a while we got to hook up for a club march or and drink.
He never bothered to ask me out until four months later, by then we had naturally become so attached to each other. After my service year I picked up an offer as a marketing officer with a new generation bank. I came to see a different world entirely. The pressure of the work makes the life so tough.
Jude proposed and I consented, the wedding was simple but with a class I can't define myself. Jude has become so much polished for someone of his academic background. My work took much of my time but he so understood. I imagined having a husband as demanding as my job, I would have collapsed. Jude does not mind if I am so tired to wake up and fix his bathing water in the morning. He does not mind fixing us dinner if he comes home before me. His family is so adorable and he is doing well in his career. We pooled some resources and set up a corporate outfit for Jude to manage. Since he has experience in logistics and marketing we agreed that I remain in my bank employment for a while so that we do not risk both sources of fixed income.
Jude has been so loving and patient with me, he trusts me despite several advances from men, once a between queen always a beauty queen I guess. He told me he is not suffering from insecurity and he knows I am also trustworthy. In bed, Jude is another thing entirely. He knows when I need it hot or cold, he knows when to be a lamb or when to be a lion. He can make me come over and over again; I had to ask him where he learnt his act of love making from. Love making with Jude is not just an act but an art, daily he comes up with something new and enticing. I am even scared of telling my female friends how royal my husband is in bed, for fear of any of them making moves to tempt him behind me.
Jude is presently pursuing an online MBA in Marketing from Oxford University, but he has a PhD in loving his wife, that is me. I just thank my stars I didn't loose Jude because of my stupidity that I was more educated. Now I need a divorce before Jude, my Husband kills me with love. I am enjoying every bit of it and I do not mind dying a thousand times if that is what his love is.
SamuelStephenWakdok21062011
CredoLadies with Sabella
I NEED A DIVORCE ;BEFORE HE KILLS ME---
I first saw Jude in my third year at the university; He was involved in the logistics planning for a beauty contest which I won. As the Miss Campus I had the attention of all the men within and outside the school. Jude of course only had a diploma, he couldn't further his education because of his family's economic condition.
His dad was a retiree who worked with the Nigerian Railway Corporation for 25 years before their were laid off, and pensions where owed these old people at time running beyond 6 months.
He was a nice looking guy, but I was so much enthralled by my euphoria of beauty and the fact that I was almost a graduate and will not want to date any one who is not a graduate or established. I dated a few guys in and out of school and all the guys I met spoilt me with cash. Was not particularly the wild type but once in a while I loved to catch my fun and I did that with distinctions.
I went on to win the Miss Camp during my NYSC orientation camp at Yenegoa and I was posted to serve with an oil servicing firm. I met some top guys who moved and shaked things, I frequently traveled with them on official assignments. It was during one of such trips that I met with Jude again after loosing contact way back. Jude apparently was now working with an airline as a marketing executive and I could see that he has taken good care of himself. I had a lot of proposals from my high fliers who saw me as a beauty queen and most of them had enough cash to throw at me. We exchanged cards with Jude and parted ways since I was in the company of one of my bosses. I did not hear from Jude again until after three months when I just got a message asking me if he could come and see me over the weekend.
I did not know what to do, I just replied him yes, at least not to sound repelling. Jude came but never asked to enter, he asked me to go in and change then he took me to a stadium to watch a local match. How could he think I was a football fan, and a local club for that matter. Yet the experience was so good that I wanted to come back again, it was such a refreshing time. He dropped me off after a casual drink and that was how once in a while we got to hook up for a club march or and drink.
He never bothered to ask me out until four months later, by then we had naturally become so attached to each other. After my service year I picked up an offer as a marketing officer with a new generation bank. I came to see a different world entirely. The pressure of the work makes the life so tough.
Jude proposed and I consented, the wedding was simple but with a class I can't define myself. Jude has become so much polished for someone of his academic background. My work took much of my time but he so understood. I imagined having a husband as demanding as my job, I would have collapsed. Jude does not mind if I am so tired to wake up and fix his bathing water in the morning. He does not mind fixing us dinner if he comes home before me. His family is so adorable and he is doing well in his career. We pooled some resources and set up a corporate outfit for Jude to manage. Since he has experience in logistics and marketing we agreed that I remain in my bank employment for a while so that we do not risk both sources of fixed income.
Jude has been so loving and patient with me, he trusts me despite several advances from men, once a between queen always a beauty queen I guess. He told me he is not suffering from insecurity and he knows I am also trustworthy. In bed, Jude is another thing entirely. He knows when I need it hot or cold, he knows when to be a lamb or when to be a lion. He can make me come over and over again; I had to ask him where he learnt his act of love making from. Love making with Jude is not just an act but an art, daily he comes up with something new and enticing. I am even scared of telling my female friends how royal my husband is in bed, for fear of any of them making moves to tempt him behind me.
Jude is presently pursuing an online MBA in Marketing from Oxford University, but he has a PhD in loving his wife, that is me. I just thank my stars I didn't loose Jude because of my stupidity that I was more educated. Now I need a divorce before Jude, my Husband kills me with love. I am enjoying every bit of it and I do not mind dying a thousand times if that is what his love is.
SamuelStephenWakdok21062011
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