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My People Of The Year 2019: Dumb President And 199 Million Dumb Nigerians By Bayo Oluwasanmi

Nigerians look around! Can you see the multitude of the poor amid the care and struggle of daily life? Can you see them in the jar of the noisy streets and amid the squalor where want hides?

Can you see the wrong that produces inequality? Can you see poverty in the midst of abundance that tortures men with want or harries them with fear of want? Can you see the wrong that stunts you physically, degrades you intellectually, and distorts you morally?

Can you see 33 million school age children playing inside old drums in the shanties called parks? How can you cope for so long with rulers who have been rejected longest of time by God and by the times?

For long and especially the last four years, you have succumbed to the variety of forms of manipulative communication at the disposal of your rulers.

You have become more indulgent of politicians who spin the truth and tell you bare-faced lies. Your government is working for the few rich. Your country has been transformed into an Orwellian dystopian society.

Your rulers use fear to nourish their insatiable appetite for power, control, and money. Propaganda and corruption are being used to dumb you down. Your police have become militarised.

Your country has been turned into a police state in which your government exercises rigid and repressive control over your social, economic, and political life. You no longer have true representation in government.

You lack safety and security and your freedom is threatened not by outside enemy but your own government. You’re on your knees daily begging your elected government for water to drink, electricity to use, roads to travel on, jobs for the legion of your unemployed sons and daughters, and hospitals to treat the sick.

Your pensioners are dying while waiting for their pensions to be paid. You’re satisfied with crumbs from the looters of your treasury.

How in the world do you tolerate a government well known for its crafted deception, crudeness, cruelty, wickedness, and free-floating relationship with truth? You seem to agree and enjoy distortion, insinuation, misleads, and blatant lies of your government even when your government lie about the definition of lie.

You have been indoctrinated to tailored disinformation of your government. Why are you easily intimidated by your government and at the same time defend the very people who oppress you?

You have jettisoned your dignity and self-respect in accommodating thieves and tyrants. Why have you allowed those you employed – your president, your governors, your legislators, and your councilors turn you into the most wretched beggars ever known in the history of the world? Why have you granted – happily I might say – leisure and affluence to your oppressors without a protest or a fight?

Though you are locked in a death grapple, nothing your rulers offer or are willing to offer mitigate your suffering. You never challenged the insidious linking together of special privileges, the unjust outright private ownership of your natural, public resources, and monopolies that produce unfair domination and autocracy.

You can’t agree on the definition of corruption and can’t discern lie at the heart of your troubles. Rather, you’re content with the clown civilisation foisted on you.

A very powerful few are in possession of your God given resources – the land, the oil, and other riches in addition to other privileges.

Yet, without objection you accept the arrangement as being sanctioned by God like Yorubas will say: “Amuwa Olorun ni.”

You have willingly become the wretched of the earth in the midst of plenty. You have relegated yourselves into object of compulsory charity. You are made to support the tyranny of your rulers by just shutting up, accept, and acquiesce and go with the status quo.

You are made to pay for their luxurious and reckless life. In exchange, you become paupers and being denied the opportunity and dignity of earning your own decent living. Despite your galling and destructive living conditions, you continually yield your sovereignty to the few elected tyrants you put in office.

You are scared to death to challenge the great and unjust profiteering of your rulers. They owe you months and years of salaries while donating billions to campaigns of their stooges.

Where is the eruption of your raw rage? You accept involuntary poverty, and other socio-economic plagues that prevent you from attaining your maximum potential. Degraded, squeezed, and pummeled, you have become the poster child for want and shame.

Why in a land so bountifully blessed with enough and more than enough for all, should there be such poverty and inequality? Such heaped wealth interlocked with such deep and debasing want?

Why in the midst of such superabundance should qualified youths vainly look for work? Why should your women continue to die during child birth? Why should your children spend the morning of life wandering in the streets and scavenging the refuse pit for food?

Your rulers counted on your mental indolence. They exploited your apathy to the fullest. You freely and obediently conform to their abuses and political malpractices and other inhuman treatment you’re subjected to.

You’re tricked, cajoled, ridiculed, bamboozled, battered, and smilingly surrender to the injustices that toppled ancient Rome.

For you 199 million dumb Nigerians who keep up with the “darkness of error” and for being enchanted with many fallacies and all assorted abuses rained on you by your government to widen your suffering and smiling.

For you 199 million dumb Nigerians for accepting confusion and deception of a tyrannical president. For you 199 million dumb Nigerians who joined the multitude to do evil, I salute you!

For a dumb president who is unable to see far into the future, who refuses to embrace the prophecy of clear vision.

For a dumb president who is woefully prepared for the journey ahead.

For a dumb president who perverts justice. For a dumb president who takes pride for ruining Nigeria and turning it into evil empire.

For a dumb president who extinguished our democracy and dressed corruption and nepotism in a new garb.

For a dumb president who turned Nigeria into a hotbed of ethnic rivalry and acrimonious rancor and for making Nigeria the world’s poverty capital and the most dangerous place on earth to live, this award - My People Of The Year 2019 - is for you and the rest 199 million dumb Nigerians!

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