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of ridicule worthiness

i swear i try very hard to cut the president some slack but he just wont let me be. okay, so we have all  grown weary of complaining about his lack of vision, and his inexperience but he has to remind us constantly that not only does he not know a thing about governance, he has refused to surround himself with those that indeed know something about it.

if you read my blog post from two years back, i mentioned that i no longer wake early to catch the independence day speech by the president since president obasanjo left office because it lacked any substance thereafter. during obasanjo's time, he was always trying to start something. if he wasn't trying to get himself a third term, he was riling up the senate on something or the other and if it wasn't that he would be exchanging words with orji kalu and bola tunubu. o the days. of course, he kept the nation on edge the entire eight years and you couldn't blink or miss a speech because it could just mean the end of an entitlement for you or your parents.

i guess someone told president jonathan to put some spice in his speech and get people to talk about him for days after by committing an unforgivable gaffe. after all, any publicity is good publicity. and so, the president of the federal republic of nigeria, the one man with unlimited resources in this country, who can afford the best brains to advice him, the best editors to proof read his material and cross check the facts decided to quote an international organization wrongly in no less auspicious an occassion as the independence celebration of his own country. he got up there in front of the whole world and announced that nigeria had been recognized as winning the fight against corruption only to be corrected publicly by the said organization in the most embarassing fashion. yes, he now has all the publicity he couldn't buy even if he sat on a nepa pole and sang christmas carols in october.

every single day since, i have been waiting for the announcement that his advisers have been sacked or at least transfered to a different unit, but instead i am assailed daily with ill thought, borderline insulting explanations from the same set of people who should have expended this same energy reading that independence speech 50 times over to avoid this global embarassment. i really don't know why i expect us to get it right after 'just' 52 years, but i see no other alternative. like someone said to me on independence day, the change WILL come someday...it is inevitable.

Comments

Luciano said…
yes, the change will come. lets just keep our fingers crossed and try not to hold our breath
Anonymous said…
yes the change will come, either for good or bad...but that good change might not come in our generation.
Toinlicious said…
Is it a bad thing that i am no longer bothered?
Anonymous said…
@Toinlicious yes it is a bad thing to be unconcerned

@others... we are the change, we are the revolution(not bloody) we are more than them, we can all come together and make Nigeria great, we can cast a vote of no confidence on these set of people, and identify among ourselves people with integrity, unless we are saying we have none of which i know we do

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