Former President Olusegun Obasanjo literally set the polity on fire during the week. In a lengthy epistolary during the week, he had put into writing what many Nigerians have been saying in their closets, in public, in offices but which were, to President Muhammadu Buhari and his government, as light as feather. There is no single allegation against the Fulani-born Nigerian leader from Obasanjo which should be new to the presidency. However, that it was coming from a former Nigerian president and one of those who propped Buhari to the Presidential Villa, must have been the tinder that is burning issues at the moment. This is why, in this piece, the content of Obasanjo’s most recent letter will not engage this writer but a download of the man himself.
Divorced of the bravery, candour and sting which define his public engagements, Obasanjo seems to have a lot to contribute to the literature of public discourse or, if you like, literature and public discourse. His chivalrous relationship with literature is seen in his oft flirtatious embrace of the epistolary form of writing pioneered by Mariama Ba, late Senegalese writer, known for her evocative So Long a Letter. The letter is a feministic lamentation of societal disdain for women.
Since Obasanjo left government as military ruler in 1979, the Egba-born General has flirted Bah in his quest to engage in public discourse and ventilate his anger and worries about the running of the country. From the letter to ex-President Shehu Shagari, Ibrahim Babangida, (where he demanded that his Structural Adjustment Programme, SAP, should have a human face) Goodluck Jonathan, the National Assembly and the most recent to Buhari, Obasanjo is apparently in love with Bah’s genre of literature.
In this periodic epistolary which has spanned about 40 years now, Obasanjo has scant friends and multiple countrymen who disdain his interventions as selfish and self-centred. For instance, after leaving the venue of an international conference organized by Dr. Tunji Olaopa’s Ibadan School of Government and Public Policy (ISGPP) in 2015 February, where he attacked the polity, though it was acknowledged that he spoke the minds of the generality of the people against the Jonathan government, his aberrational persona as a “strongman in a democracy” was torn into shreds by scholars there gathered. At one plenary, Professor Pat Utomi stated that he and Dr. Ayo Teriba, in 1998 were in Obasanjo’s bedroom to articulate the urgent need for and layout of how to reinvigorate the railway services, so as to clone the Chinese19,000 kilometres (11,806 miles) high-speed rail (HSR), the longest HSR network in the world, but throughout his eight years in office, railways was the least of Obasanjo’s concerns.
But the purport of Obasanjo’s most recent intervention should not be lost on us all. Olusegun Obasanjo is arguably one of the most controversial Nigerian Heads of State, living or dead. Hated, disdained and respected in similar quantity, no one can claim that Obasanjo is not an issue in Nigerian politics. He courts controversy like a junkie courts a fix. When he detonated the latest explosion in the arsenal of his literary insurgencies, only those who were not familiar with the Obasanjo explosive prototype expressed amazement at his capacity for upsetting the apple carts.
Those who know him speak of his capacity to run a race after good and to scamper after Mephistopheles in equal proportion. Let us do a short psycho analysis of his resort to bookism when he encounters human laxity and err. Those who assess him psychologically say that, aware of his thirst for the things nature denied him while growing up, Obasanjo constantly exhibits a penchant for using the written word to attempt to answer knotty questions about his existence. Having joined the military at a relatively tender age and unable to proceed in his education to the university until now when he secured a PhD, Obasanjo ostensibly had academic complex. At every given opportunity, he escapes into the world of the written word and uses it as response to his complex about those he had sought to best if providence had smiled on him and he went to school.
Till date, Obasanjo has written about five books, or more. Controversial, reeking of self-justification and self-glorification, most of the books verged on an erection of statute for self. Take for example the one he wrote immediately he left office as Nigeria’s military Head of State entitled My Command. He spilled vituperations against everyone, including the sage, Chief Obafemi Awolowo and his lieutenants. But his Yoruba kinsmen rose in unison and shredded the book page by page. The antagonism against it was akin to one on Salman Rushdie’s Satanic Verses.
If you do a thorough analysis of Obasanjo’s consistent spat with the system, you will find self firmly planted at the roots of his fight. When he left power in 2007, he carefully planted a successor in Umar Musa Yar’Adua whom many have said that he made to succeed him knowing full well that his health was hanging on a cliff. Those who argue from this school of thought base their conviction on the fact that it would be inconceivable to imagine that Obasanjo or the Nigerian presidency wouldn’t have the health dossier of a former governor of a Nigerian state whom they had an eye on him succeeding the then outgoing president. If then Obasanjo was in possession of Yar’Adua’s health dossier, it then goes without saying that he, being aware of his health challenge, either decided to damn the orthodox health practitioners’ prognosis or deliberately wanted to have him as successor, believing that his health failing would be his own gain. This is against the backcloth of Obasanjo having made himself the Chairman, Board of Trustees of the PDP and ipso facto, de facto President of Nigeria. The moment Yar’Adua died and he ceased to be the Chairman BOT of the PDP, Obasanjo began a war against the PDP that is akin to the proverbial rat that says that rather than lose the plate of cowpeas, it would scatter the bowl and make it useless to anyone else.
The Owu ex-General has exhibited very uncouth attitude towards the other person in virtually all his public and even private lives. He has this attitude and disposition that always assume nobody else aside him matters. This is why the graveyard is littered with many who had encounters with him. From Audu Ogbeh, Pius Anyim Pius, Ghali Umar Na’Abba and every imaginable and unimaginable foes, Obasanjo carries a vendetta about which he wears on his sleeves with the ego of a matador. He is vengeful, always spoiling for a fight and considers every fight fair so far he will exercise the usage of his knuckles.
His political party benefactor who brought him power, glory and public reckoning all over again – the PDP – he treated most shabbily and disdainfully by tearing its card in his Abeokuta home, in the front of international camera. Take as another example the man he called ‘Senior,’ his senior in the high school, former Deputy Governor to Chief Bola Ige in the Second Republic and his Minister of Internal Affairs, Chief S. M. Afolabi, who in 1998, withstood and damned Yoruba excoriation of his person for bringing Obasanjo out from political mire and daring to lift him up to the pinnacle of power. Not only did Obasanjo ensure his jailing, SM apparently went to the grave cursing Obasanjo’s ingratitude and self-righteousness. While it would be suicidal to advocate systemic abetment of corruption, Yoruba advocacy that if you send a child as a slave, he should deliver it as a freeborn should have been Obasanjo’s pillar in this instance. He detained the old man without access to anybody, even his doctors. And the man – his benefactor, reportedly died very miserable.
With his love for writing, I think the book many Nigerians would love to read from Obasanjo is a true account of his Third Term bid. This is why the population of people who have respect for Obasanjo in the polity is very far between. I have listened to verbal denials from the former President and I must say that they sicken. When confronted by this sickening move of his, Obasanjo had likened the allegation to a fictitious animus, apology to late Justice Chukwudifu Oputa. Many Nigerians who are alive to witness the recent history of Nigeria’s power calculus must also be sickened by the former president’s blatant denial of his rancid role in the political power game that would have culminated in a selfish, self-glorifying Houphuet Boigny-like self-perpetuation in office.
Some psycho analysts have compared Obasanjo to the proverbial African witch who takes delight in destroying whoever does her good. He has a history of uncouth words and once referred to Ekiti’s Ayo Fayose as a bastard at an event in honour of Olagunsoye Oyinlola in Okuku, Osun State. Equally not one to suffer fools, Fayose called him the father of bastards. Those who have had the misfortune of receiving his caustic tongue have memories that last them a lifetime. Not for him are felicities. His capacity for taming his captives is legendary. This brusque disposition has made him enemies of many. Coupled with the wiles of a fox and the precision of his strike and sting of adversaries, you could be pardoned to refer to Obasanjo as a cobra.
In spite of all these, providence has blessed Obasanjo immensely and in all respects. His health, at a projected age of over 80 years, is like a child’s. Not many can recollect the former President suffering a health failing. In spite, too, of his well known, even if astonishing libidinal incontinence which should make anyone shudder, his children have turned out good. He is said to have 15 PhD holders as products of his harem. Any person, any government, any institution that underrates Obasanjo does so at their peril. In his recent epistolary, Obasanjo spoke as the voice of majority of Nigerians. Buhari is vindictive, nepotist and has demonstrated strong incompetence to administer even a local government. He must go in 2019.
Get up, stand up!
Those who undermine the crises of the Nigerian state and their abetment by the Muhammadu Buhari government would need to watch again the interview granted to State House Correspondent by the Minister of Defence, Mansur Dan-Ali. The interview contained painful histrionics on the current Fulani herdsmen’s onslaughts in Taraba and Benue States which have led to the killings of scores of people. Dan-Ali had attributed the killings to the alleged blockage of a grazing route that had been in existence for ages.
“If those routes are blocked, what do you expect will happen? These people are Nigerians. It is just like one going to block the shoreline… the immediate cause is the grazing law,” he had said. “This killing you are talking about… Were they done by one side? There were others now!” he had ranted on and on, on the Channels TV I monitored. If Nigeria’s Minister of Defence could speak this naively, in apparent and undisguised defence of a near genocide, then we are in far greater trouble than we can think of under this Federal Republic of Fulani Herdsmen. By the way, didn’t this same government claim that ISIS-linked terrorists had probably done the killings? So is Dan-Ali the Minister of Defence of ISIS? At a moment like this, Peter Tosh’s admonition is the only thing that can come to my memory. Nigerians, get up and stand up for your rights.
