Posted by Meduoye Adeyinka | 30 December 2019 | 1,733 times
By Meduoye Adeyinka
“It is natural that those blokes dwelling in the glass house are
going to kick up suspicions and anxiety within your corridor especially when
your intentions are unknown to them and that can freak them out. Be as honest
as you can in terms of sharing your purpose and goals, especially when you
propose new social development projects. Even in my absence or not, let them
know what is going on, as well as the motivations behind your choices. Don’t
let them draw their own conclusions,” the Protector of the Realm muttered
without a blink.
“And in the event you ought to deliver a not-too-good news, do
well to sugar-coat it via your oratory prowess if not, the unknown shall be
unveil. Remember, the best you can do for yourself is to stay in line with the
directives without grumbling and gnashing of your teeth. Say to the public, I
treat you like a son and that things are somewhat all right now, but we have
your back in taking the nation to higher height,” says the Lord Commander.
The media space recently rode speedily in mockery, as a bill was
taken to be assented to in the United Kingdom by the holidaying President Muhammadu
Buhari while the second-in-command, Prof. Yemi Osinbajo, was alive and kicking
under the cloud hovering above. What a humiliation!!! Those concerned begin to
imagine and have a rethink into the core responsibilities and duties of the
Office of the Vice President, most especially when his principal is away from
the helm of affairs in the guise of a foreign trip. Please don’t align such
with flurries of constitutional quotes because its purpose has been slightly
defeated. The Human common sense will accurately depict that there is something
not right between the once regarded no-nonsense boss and his subordinate, which
a module of social intelligence might precisely term as “frosty relationship.”
Before now, I have stated categorically in a previous piece
titled ‘Between the Reality and the Fallacy’ – that one ought to recognise that
the present political ups and downs is somewhat connected with the decay of
stalwartness; the fight for an unforeseeable race; and that one can probably
bring about some scrutiny and some improvement by starting at the verbal end.
If we simplify our English, we are freed from the worst follies of orthodoxy.
You cannot speak any of the necessary dialects of the aides being escorted
outside the corridor of the room to see to the continuity of their routine
being appropriated to their embattled principal, and when you make a stupid
remark; its stupidity will be obvious, even to yourself.
The frequency at which the talking drum is being played doesn’t
in its entirety, synchronized with the lyrics of the music played at the
background. There are cracks of shock waves queuing to be display from the
privy of the upper room before and during when the infamous Deputy Lord
Commander was a cross between a must-resigned contest and a debate of
impeachment with an encyclopedia of clichés, the first prize. There are lots of
turning backs in every corner. The red-capped man has more political strengths
and muscles in and out, hiding under the tent of working toward a new deal for
Nigeria.
Is the Vice President now relegated as a Front Desk Officer
welcoming guests into the privy of the upper room? Why is there much denigration
of that Office under this administration even in the advent of democratic
enlightenment? Let’s have a rethink into modernity, the game of done-and-dusted
comes with variations, and this is true of all political cementations. From the
Commanders of the Protector of the Realm and himself to the one-man battalion
of the Eko Politics and their lackeys – is designed, to make lies sound
truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure
wind. Why must an aide of the President make amends and corrections to a
proposal presented by the Vice President without the prior knowledge of the
boss himself? Isn’t that a break in exercising power?
In the closet of their myopic thinking edifice, they have
picnics together in the day and touch swords together at midnights. They stare
at each other without a blink saying “The boss can govern Nigeria from
anywhere.” After all, he is the boss and no one can do anything about it. What
a disturbing phrase. Little wonder, the Eko Political Master commended the
assentation of that Bill off the nation’s corridors.
Those faceless cabals navigating the movement of the Famous
Holder of the Rock are not smiling at all. They painstakingly gripped every
administrative and political power in their palms while watching closely at
every move taken by the second-in-command. His wings are tightly clasped and
clothed with soft-white fabric like a drowning corpse waiting to be buried
beneath the ground, as over thirty of his appointed aides are being relished of
their appointment without recourse. Truth be told – he deserves a round of
applause for always possessing the hard skill in finding a sense of balance
through his level of reception, which he had displayed and exhibited over and
over again.
Patriotic Nigerians are craving for a society where both
political and unbiased admiration for polity and policies characterisation
shall be fearlessly but not ignorantly displayed dimensionally on national
screen without getting a smack down from the evil warlocks. The field is wide
enough and the ground is friendly. Let Uncle Osinbajo bare his fangs and deal
with whatsoever is happening between his boss and himself. Oga na Oga.
God bless Nigeria.
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