Its another cheery Monday, and therefore, a very fine time to throw punches at our cherished social norms. So, let’s start off with this insignificant news item from last Friday that still has many Nigerians mystified: the President paid a surprise visit to the Nigerian Police College in Ikeja, Lagos.
But, as the constant readers of this blog will tell you, we try not to take things at face value on this blog. Accordingly, we are intrigued that the President’s sudden visit to a long forgotten institution has to be—for want of a more appropriate term–-coded. There shouldn’t be anything to hide, really. But the nature of the visit, the suddenness of its occurrence, and the general distrust we have for our leaders suggest that the President’s visit has more to it that meets the eye. In fact, it must have involved a very very pressing matter.
Of course, the President must be worried sick about the consistent welfare of our beloved police force. We all are.. Worried sick, that is. But, however innocuous his visit was, the fact is that the simplest governmental gesture cannot be trusted. So, we cynically listen to Abati’s praise of the event and draw our own conclusions: maybe the President went for a private meeting, at best; or at worst, someone is angling to for a major police college contract.
This reasoning itself is a consequence of our government’s attitude towards information feedback and appraisal. To translate that into blog English: the government doesn’t give two fucks about letting the people know what it’s up to. Policies, activities, decisions: there’s always something, somewhere, left unaccounted and unsaid. Instead, we have plenty hidden agendas and public denials. Therefore it becomes hard to trust the government. Turn on the TV and listen to a public officer speak, and you just can’t be sure he is saying the honest truth.
But we have little time to waste on government talk today. It is generally agreed that our government is fucked-up. The real problem is this: a fucked-up government is merely a composition of fucked-up individuals who have emerged from a fucked-up society. The people whom we elect into government publicly feed us with the same kind of crap we like served to us, hot and steaming, in our own private lives.
We are quite comfortable with deception—either in the name of government policy or spiritual authority. We lie to others and other people lie to us. Hereabouts, we are all public saints. Oh yeah. Especially when it comes to morals. We are all fine religious folks: we abhor masturbation, reject foul language, condemn abortions, ban porn, criminalise homosexuality, censor Big Brother Africa shower scenes, strongly oppose nudity in the media, crucify pre-marital or extra-marital sex and lie through our teeth with a straight face.
We have all managed to consistently project the hypocrisy of being so good and nice and saintly and Christian, without vice or sin or blemish. We are so spiritual, the situation would be outright hilarious, if not for the social implications. Especially when the evidence around suggests we are not. And yet, we all know the truth: we love the nasties. So, here’s some unsolicited advice: instead of clinging stubbornly to a false spirituality, why not just embrace the reality of the sin?
That ability to say: “Yes, I did it” takes some magnificent balls, but it can go a long way to making your life more peaceful. Cut out the crap and let the world know what you are, a character quite separate from what you hope to be. Tell the world boldly that you’re not above natural human desires and instincts, including drinking inappropriate amounts at the local nightclub and spilling it out all over the toilet seat.
And this is the moral for today: honesty is refreshing for the mind. You have no one to fear when you are an honest sinner, you have everyone to fear when you are a dishonest saint. And when we are done removing our individual self-deceptions, then we can then take a broom to our shitty government and clean it out properly.
Yeah! We all need to hear this and do it. Be honest. We’re not perfect, we do some really messed up stuff, lie about it and then we go around looking baffled and righteously angry when other people do their own stuff. Maybe if we admit the bad stuff we do, others can make provisions for our shortcomings and this my dear brothers and sisters, is how we fix this country.
People talk about 2020 and 2025, I personally believe that with this blog, you are doing your own little part, and pls, keep flogging us with your write-ups, there is still a lot we need to learn as a people and there aren’t enough avenues where the truth is being pushed out like you are doing it here. And maybe Nigeria won’t be perfect or will be perfect by those times, the truth remains that we need to correct and fix our attitudes about this country.
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Funmi, your comments are articles by themselves. 🙂 Thanks for always taking your time to say your bit. And thanks for the thumbs up too.
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well written. do i even need to say that. it is ayo sogunro. what else do i expect?
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Expect nothing, you won’t be disappointed. 😀
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Ayodele Sogunro, it is official… ua very sick… i dunno what to comment sef…
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Please forward my official certificate asap
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Hear Hear. Spot on.
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🙂 thanks!
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CLAPPING! Now standing and CLAPPING!!! Bravo!! Bravo!!! Remove the log in our own eyes before we remove the speck in others!!!!!
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That’s plenty applause o. I’ll gladly take a bow…
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Every once in a while, a flash of brilliance lights up the blog sky and re-awakens your belief in the creative process. Hello, flash of brilliance.
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Hello, brilliant composer… Nice lyrics there. 🙂 Thanks!
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” All we are saying is ‘Give us some more’…..”
Written by Ayo Sogunro. I guess that line says it all…
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Ah, you will pay me o!
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”You have no one to fear when you are a honest sinner, you have everyone to fear when you are a dishonest saint” . Ayo, i grasp that one wella…
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🙂 Way to go…
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I won’t comment, I swear down….. I won’t! 😐
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Ah, now, that’s a self-referencing statement…
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Reblogged this on danmusajr's Blog and commented:
Tuesday?
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Lovely piece, and very much on point..
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Tnx! 🙂
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Right on point Ayodele Sogunro, we blame the government like they were imported from the space and not a product of our society, Charity begins within, we have to cleanse our self before dusting the cobwebs off the government. Well done.
This —-> “Honesty is refreshing for the mind. You have no one to fear when you are a honest sinner, you have everyone to fear when you are a dishonest saint.” will not be easily forgotten, i will teach my children’s children.
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Your children’s children are lucky to have a grandmother like you. 🙂 Thank’s ma’am.
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This is brilliant! I saw all the praise for it on twitter and I wondered what that was all about, and I can say its not quite enough. This is truth, and it takes courage to write truth. I’m happy I read this today. Yours truly is a honest sinner from now on. :D. Thanks for writing this.
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Ah ‘all the praise’ is high level exaggeration. 🙂 Thanks tho. Glad u liked. Please check out previous posts too. 😀
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Ayo, thanks so much for this. I enjoyed every bit of it. Honesty will go a long way in rescueing this country of ours.
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You’re very welcome. 🙂
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This is simply great. My second encounter with this blog and I have no doubt that I’m an addict already.
Wonderful job, Ayo. God bless you for “tickling” us with the bitter truth!
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Hahaha! You’re welcome . Thanks for stopping by!
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Bravo! On point!
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Gracias, ma’am.
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In simple obedience I say ‘Something Too’. That being said, well done again Ayo.
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Said something is appreciated, sir. 🙂
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Spot on write up! Governance is a mirror of society and a microcosm of same! But I must say this, the poor is getting to the point where soon n very soon we shall start eating the rich!! So help us God!!
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