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Thursday, 25 January 2018

Opinion I Averting Reprisals Over Herdsmen Massacres

AVERTING REPRISALS OVER HERDSMEN MASSACRES

       
The popular saying that warns ‘make hay while the Sun shines’ would only be considered reasonable and rational when there’s still hay left in the bushes as well as every arena where it’s usually found. Of course, you can only be conscientized to grab something on time when the stuff in question is still available.

        
For years now, several communities across Nigeria had been subjected to an untold hardship and seemingly perpetual torture by the so-called Fulani herdsmen. I can’t forget in a hurry that virtually all the states in Nigeria have tasted at least a bit of this venom at one time or the other. The aforesaid set of farmers, rather than acting as guests while breeding their livestock, end up constituting evitable nuisance in their various host communities.

       
This domineering and nonchalant idiosyncrasy of these armed herdsmen who parade themselves with unspeakable ammunitions and weapons has overtime been arguably overlooked by the government and other concerned authorities. Two years ago, precisely on Monday 25th April 2016, a certain group of herdsmen unleashed an astonishing terror on the people of Nimbo Community in Uzo-Uwani Local Government Area (LGA) of Enugu State; an attack that ushered in an unimagined massacre. In the said crisis, reportedly scores feared dead, countless persons maimed, about a hundred residents injured, several houses cum churches razed, thereby rendering over two thousand dwellers homeless.

        
Though the incident may have come and gone, it’s imperative to acknowledge that the peril it inflicted on the living victims is unarguably an experience they will all live to recall. Myself, each time I recollect that a certain community in Enugu State sometime in the history of this country woke one morning only to be brutally taken unawares by a group of total strangers, I invariably take solace in the ‘notion’ that it could be a mere dream.

       
As if that wasn’t enough, that of Nimbo never marked the end of the crisis as we anticipated; rather, it transcended to other states. Recently, it seemed Benue State had abruptly become the headquarters of the cruel herdsmen. Before now, no week that came on board we wouldn’t hear that a certain part of the state had been attacked by them.

         
The last time I checked, the herdsmen imbroglio was occurring ubiquitously in the country that it required only a severe and drastic measure towards addressing it. Relocating the office of the Inspector General of Police (IGP) to Benue State might be a step in solving the menace but can never be the complete remedy to it. First, the Federal Government (FG) must be very sincere about how it goes about this. If the Indigenous People of Biafra (IPOB) could be proscribed by the government, I wonder why this set of militias operating in disguise as herdsmen should be spared.

        
It is also appalling that till date, the Presidency is yet to address the Nigerian state concerning a situation that has eaten deep into our bone marrow. It’s worth noting that the continuous silence of Mr. President signals a great danger to the teeming Nigerians that are looking up to his person.

      
However, it’s noteworthy that it isn’t all the herdsmen that are brutal. The vandals are some of them who unnecessarily intend to unleash terror on their host communities, probably owing to one or two frivolous reasons. To this end, the bad eggs must be fished out via the effort of the leadership of the herdsmen’s coalition, and thereafter brought to book. The relevant law enforcement agents ought to take this step very seriously. Nigerians aren’t just yearning for mere arrest but to adequately prosecute these suspected terrors in our midst.

         
I’m strongly of the view that the best way to holistically solve any existing anomaly is to duly ascertain its fundamental cause(s), and this very one isn’t exceptional. Hence, I enjoin the apt authorities such as the Police, in collaboration with other relevant agencies, to embark on a rigorous finding with a view to ensuring that they ascertain the prime origin of the ongoing state of unrest. In addition, governments at all levels should variously set up committees to look into this aspect.

       
Town hall meetings equally ought to be randomly scheduled to sensitize the general public on their civic responsibilities in this regard as well as to give the affected host communities a sense of belonging. We must note that we can’t completely unravel this state of quagmire without employing Community Policing, which would be thoroughly effective and efficient only if the entire dwellers are carried along. We mustn’t take any action without involving the potential victims of the mayhem.

       
There’s also need for us, especially the security agents, to headlong stop inserting ‘Fulani’ whenever we intend to speak or write on anything pertaining to the herdsmen; we must take into cognizance that anyone could be a herdsman regardless of his/her place of origin. Besides, anyone who intends to hurt you might come in disguise as anything; needless to reiterate that someone or a group that had been longing to terrorize you, may decide to hide under the guise of herdsmen. Thus, we must be thoroughly guided on how we go about the so called Fulani herdsmen.

       
Among all, henceforth Cattle owners need to be mandated to own ranches within their respective jurisdictions, so that, their herdsmen would desist from defacing the outlook of our various major roads cum farms as it is invariably found whenever they migrate with their cattle. In other words, grazing or colony cannot remedy the plight.

        
I can’t round off this critique without reminding the various governments on the need to embark on a massive compensation programme that would touch the lives of all the families affected from the onset across the federation. Let’s make hay while the Sun shines now it (hay) is still available in the various bushes. Think about it!

 

Comrade FDN Nwaozor
Executive Director, Docfred Resource Hub - Owerri
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Monday, 22 January 2018

Opinion I Aftermath of the Imo Royal Fathers' Election

AFTERMATH OF THE IMO ROYAL FATHERS’ ELECTION

      
The last time I checked, the long awaited election among the overall royal fathers in Imo State had eventually been conducted. It took place on Thursday, 17th January 2018. Prior to the exercise, Imolites couldn’t wait to embrace the scheduled date, and were equally filled with mixed feelings as regards what the outcome would be.

      
The election was meant to usher in the substantive leadership of the revered Imo Traditional Rulers’ Council, an umbrella body of all the royal fathers in the state. It suffices to say that, since the election had already taken place, the substantive Chairman of the association alongside its other officials had emerged.

        
Let’s quickly go back to history. It would be recalled that before the election, the Chairman of the body in the person of Eze Samuel Ohiri became the leader via appointment. The moment the Executive Governor of the state Chief Rochas Okorocha came on board in 2011, he outrightly dissolved the then Executive Council (EXCO) of the union, stating that their tenure had elapsed.

        
At the time, the union was led by Eze Cletus Ilomuanya who is now dethroned by the Okorocha-led government. Upon the dissolution, the governor appointed Eze Ohiri to man the affairs of the body. Since that gesture occurred till last Thursday, it’s noteworthy that that very leadership selected by Governor Okorocha – that could best be described as interim – had been in charge of the union’s day-to-day activity.

        
From the moment the drama happened, Imo as a people were clamouring for an election to be conducted among the traditional custodians towards ensuring that a substantive leader was produced. According to them, the anticipated exercise would enable the association to duly function as an independent body compared to when its leadership emerged through mere appointment.

      
We were promised the election would take place sometime last year being 2017. We patiently waited, hoping the election would be conducted based on the promise but at the end, nothing that looks like election was witnessed. Probably, the proposed exercise was marred by contingencies. Owing to the lapse, Imolites began to mutter once again that it was unfair for an apolitical union like the Imo Council of Traditional Rulers to share similar fate with the state’s Local Government Areas (LGAs) that were yet to enjoy elections since the emergence of the Rescue Mission Administration.

       
Based on their argument, the lacuna experienced by the LGAs could be overlook as a result of the fact that it had to do with political matters. But for a socio-cultural body to suffer from same condition was uncalled for and unacceptable, to assert the least. Such a scenario made the concerned citizens to inadvertently become lachrymose.

        
Perhaps in the spirit of 2018, or in the spirit of a new odyssey, or in the spirit of a New Year resolution, the long awaited election was finally conducted. When we were notified of the new date, everyone remained jittery and sceptical, thinking it might still be a mirage just like the previous ones, though we were consoled by the fact that a stronger plan was outlined for the awaited exercise. It’s therefore needless to state that Imolites are at the moment deeply elated that the body eventually witnessed an election as its constitution stipulates.

       
It’s worth noting that the election had three contestants for the chairmanship position namely, Eze Oliver Ohanwe, Eze Samuel Ohiri and Eze Chidume Okoro. Among these three, courtesy demanded that one person would emerge the winner of the race. After all said and done, Eze Ohiri, who had been the interim chairman of the body for over six years, still emerged victorious. This implies that constitutionally, he would continue to lead the union for the next five years.

        
However, I’m not here to occasion an argument or criticism but to let the entire royal fathers understand what is expected of them at this time the election had been successfully conducted as planned. If I failed to tell them what I feel, my conscience shall remain restless unabated.

       
Before the election, I told them that issues related to it must not be treated as political. In other words, I made them realized that the election was expected to usher in the leadership of a socio-cultural group, and not socio-political platform. My candid words meant that since culture and politics are like two parallel lines that have no meeting point, they needed to tread with caution before and during the election.

       
Now that the election had truly come and gone, and a winner produced, we ought to be more concerned about way forward. It’s not anymore news that after any election irrespective of its nature, grievances must be harboured in some quarters whilst some would be seen jubilating; hence, that of the Imo royal fathers wouldn’t be an exception. I’m trying to say that I can’t be explicitly convinced that every member of that union is currently pleased over the conduct cum outcome of the election.

       
Against this backdrop, I want to use this medium to sincerely appeal to the aggrieved ones to sheath their sword with a view to coming together as an indivisible family. We cannot fold our arms and watch them argue or quarrel over electoral issues because certainly such an altercation would bring a division among them. And acknowledging that division would negatively affect the state either directly or indirectly, we forbid such occurrence.

       
These traditional custodians must comprehend that everyone is keenly watching them at such a critical time like this, hence the need for them to respect their grey hairs. If there is any dirty lily they have within them, it must be buried therein, thus shouldn’t be exposed to the public. The state cannot afford to see anyone of them go to court over an electoral case or any other matter whatsoever. The new leaders on their part must equally extend an olive branch to everyone, particularly their co-contestants.

       
Inter alia, as the new leadership assumes duty, I enjoin them to passionately look into one particular anomaly I have observed among the royal fathers. A situation whereby a traditional ruler would reside abroad thereby allowing his palace to be manned by his Prime Minister or Secretary is really an aberration that must be put to stop in earnest. It’s no longer news that most of our royal fathers only go home when there is a serious case to settle among his warring kinsmen. Funnily enough, sometimes the dwellers in dispute would be invited to the city where the ruler resides towards settling the case in question.

       
So as I congratulate the newly emerged leadership of the union, I equally want them to know that it’s high time they understood the reason they are called traditional rulers with a view to saving their respective autonomous communities from any form of collapse or crisis. Think about it!

 

 

Comrade FDN Nwaozor
Executive Director, Docfred Resource Hub - Owerri
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Twitter: @mediambassador       

ShortStory I Shocking U-Turn


SHOCKING U-TURN


        Dubem’s dad in the person of Mr. Ike Ubochi – a Knight of Saint Christopher in the Anglican Communion – had vowed that his only begotten son would never tie the connubial knot with his supposed missing rib, Ebere for a reason best known to him.

        Intriguingly, he had earlier welcomed the 25-year-old maiden only to abruptly change not unlike a chameleon in the middle of the day. Aside the affected 28-year-old lad coupled with his two female siblings who were older than him but still single, their lovable mum Mrs. Nneka Ubochi was equally marvelled over the unannounced metamorphosis of her husband’s attitude towards the poor spinster.

         Ebere who hailed from a neighbouring state to Dubem’s, was a marriageable lady and conspicuous beauty to behold. The suitor, on his part, had never found her wanting in any way. Just a few unserious misunderstandings that intermittently ensued among them remained the only bad side that had ab initio been experienced by the seeming God-sent relationship. It suffices to assert that she was exactly what he had dreamt to have as a lifetime partner.

         Three years back when they met on campus, Dubem was rounding off his degree programme, Engineering precisely whilst Ebere who was a student of Psychology was in her second year. It all began like a joke on one fateful day when the chocolate-skinned, 1.63-metre tall and slim girl entered a commercial cab that would as usual convey her to her place of residence at the university’s motor park. It was about 5.00pm. The dude equally boarded the same transit. They resided at the same arena off campus but were yet to know each other.

        “I have something that belongs to you.” Dubem told Ebere who was seated very close to him.

        By this time, the driver had zoomed off having gotten full load of passengers comprised only students of the institution.

        She wore a blue skirt, grey top, brown sandals and plaited hairs, and sat by the window side because she hopped into the vehicle before the chap. On his part, Dubem who was about 1.71-metre tall, light-skinned and plump, put on blue jeans, black T-shirt spotted with red flowers, a bluish face-cap and black shoes.

         She abruptly looked at him in silent awe. “What did you say?” she managed to verify.

       “I said, I have what belongs to your majesty.”

         She smiled over his sense of humour. “What could that be?’

         He quickly dished his right hand into his right trousers’ pocket and brought out a pen. “I think this belongs to you.” He said, stretching out his arm towards her.

         That was Ebere’s property. It fell on the ground when she was struggling to enter into the cab. She never knew she had lost such material, which was kept in her skirt’s pocket. He thus decided to surprise her, or perhaps to take advantage of the situation.

        “Waoow..” Ebere exclaimed cheerily in a low tone. “How did you get it?” She enquired as she gladly received the pen.

        “Well,” Dubem uttered. “I don’t think that is necessary.” he replied, paused. “The most important thing is that you have gotten your lost pen back.”

        “If you say so, I surrender.’

        “I am happy you surrendered.’

        “Well, I didn’t have a choice.”

          He disclosed his 32 teeth as he became more attracted to her person.

          Therein, they introduced themselves as tradition demanded, beginning from him. Consequently, they got to know each other better while in the transit. Dubem was the first to drop from the vehicle but before he did, he was able to exchange his contact with hers.

          Afterwards, the friendship metamorphosed into a stronger entity. Before they could realize it, they were already dating. He thought it wise to engage her immediately after his NYSC programme when he was almost 27; at that time, she was 24 and in final year.

         Prior to their engagement, she was highly welcomed by his parents, Sir and Lady Ike Ubochi. In fact, she was adored by the couple; every step she made was acceptable by them. On the other hand, Dubem was as well cherished by her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Elu Okoro. She was the first child of her parents; needless to assert that they wanted the best for her and they believed the said dude was second to none, thus deserved the honour.

        That was how both homes rolled not until lately when Mr. Ubochi suddenly made a U-turn for a reason yet to be disclosed. No one could fathom what necessitated the repugnance.

        By this time, the victim in question Miss Ebere Okoro – who was 25 – was undergoing her National Youth Service programme in the Northern part of the country. And it seemed as if the distance created at the moment was the reason behind the unforeseen U-turn. But if it was connected with the distance, her fiancé would have been more affected by the situation rather than his 61-year-old father.

         Ebere alongside her parents was not unaware of the latest development; hence, had become really disturbed since its emergence. Among all, her lovely dad Mr. Okoro who was equally well-to-do was more troubled over the unbearable circumstance; to him, that was a big slap to his personality coupled with the family’s name.

        “My daughter,” Mr. Okoro tenderly called as he was seated with Ebere in their sitting room in the company of his wife.

        “Yes dad.” answered Ebere.

        “Are you sure you never did anything bad to Dubem?”

          Ebere became thoughtful. “Nothing of such I can remember.” she hesitantly replied. “We have been in good terms since we started.”

        “Are you sure about this.’ He verified.

        “Dad, I don’t think Dubem is the problem.” she clarified. “His father is the issue here…”

          Her mum nodded in comprehension. “But what could be the problem?” she interrupted.

         “I don’t just know.” Ebere responded, gesticulating.

           Mr. Okoro shook his head. “But,” he said. “Have you tried to find out from Dubem?”

         “Of course, dad.’ quoth Ebere in alacrity. “But it seems Dubem is also confused about the whole thing.”

         “Then I suggest we pay him a visit.” Mrs. Okoro thought aloud.

         “Mum, I think you are right.” Ebere concurred.

        “No,” Mr. Okoro disagreed. “I can’t beg him to marry my daughter.” he said, paused. “Going to his house would appear as if we are begging him.”

         Mrs. Okoro and her daughter looked at each other in silent awe as they sat in their separate cushions, though they apparently understood the man’s remark.

        To be continued, please.

 

FDN Nwaozor
Executive Director, Docfred Resource Hub - Owerri
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Twitter: @mediambassador            

      

     

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