Years ago, I believed that Nigeria was above some penkiness happening all around Africa.
This was because of our size, the vibrancy of our educated class, the Aluta quotient of our students, and the mistaken assumption that our institutions were top-notch. So, when Idi Amin subjected Uganda to global ridicule, when Mobutu Sese Seko was the only cock crowing in Zaire, when Kamuzu Banda kept the only copy of the country’s constitution, when Nguema built a presidential family dynasty and when Museveni transformed from a revolutionary to a reactionary, I strongly believed that ‘it can’t happen in Nigeria’. Now, however, I have my doubts. Even the students who once served as the barometer of national governance are now in bed with politicians, honouring them with awards, driving four-wheel-drive official vehicles, appointing scores of personal assistants and behaving like the offspring of Oluomo.
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