We were walking through a town on this Israelite journey to Democracy. Somehow, nightfall caught up with our boisterous selves in this town named Jonathan Alley.
At night, while we slept, our whole company, all the 160 million or so of us, were molested by these one thousand or so "owners of the town,” all because they had guns, and knew all the ins and outs of the town.
When I say "molested,” yes, I mean in the sense of the word "raped.” We were plundered, oppressed, and sneered at. The mayor of the town, along with his wife, even went on the public address system to ask, "What can you do?"
Why do I call them rapists? Are they not? Economic rapists, the lot of them. Stealing the commonwealth and grabbing and sharing and lying and claiming to be the executive, the legislature, and the judiciary.
Economic rapists, every last one of them.
Somehow we got our act together and escaped by the skin of our teeth in the dead of the night, breaking down every barrier that was placed in front of us. We fought the military, we fought the rotten fishes of the creek, and we fought like our lives depended on it.
The place where we fought was called "election-arena,” and the round that did the trick was called the "ballot.” After winning the battle, we chose our next destination very carefully and headed to Buhari-ville.
While going, we refused to take the Tinubu-esque route because we heard that spies from Jonathan Alley were up and about. They even still tried to pull an Orubebe, but they were Jega-ed out of it.
Now Buhari-ville, which granted us immediate citizenship by "belonging to nobody" and yet "belonging to everybody" at the same time, demands justice of Jonathan-alley.
And now, we have the numerical strength to get the loot that these petty criminals took while laughing with their equally amoral families—and we are backed by a leader with actual willpower and presidential presence.
He knows that on this route to democracy, if we do not start the journey afresh, and with clean hands, we will only end up at "demo-crazy" - the forest that the prophet Fela described as harboring a "demonstration of craze."
Then Father Kukah, who used to preach in Jonathan Alley, and sought to cover Buhari-ville too, comes and attempts to tell us during a Sunday service that we should just continue that journey and leave our wealth behind. He says that we should just go, even though we know we are only going to end up in the crazy forest if we continue without liberating our commonwealth from the rapists.
His reason?
That the mayor of Jonathan Alley accepted defeat AFTER he had been defeated. In his weird mathematics, Father Kukah assures us that Jonathan could have told those 1,000 people to eliminate the 160 million of us.
He refused to put emphasis on the fact that he WAS defeated though, forgetting that if Jonathan held on to us one day longer, it was his own life that was actually in danger...
Actually, the mayor found that out and handed over power jeje-ly.
The question then is, isn't this Father an economic rapist too? Or at least, didn't he collect a tithe of the goats and the yams and the blood that these 1000 were sharing?
Source: Agencies
