Mediocracy: Nigeria’s System of Government

Majority of Nigerian people are brilliant. They excel in every endeavour they partake in. Be it in science and tech, medicine, literature, economics/commerce, name it; they top the crowd. Even in committing crimes, they are wonderful.

However, like in every other environment, Nigeria has its share of charlatans and mediocre. Unfortunately, in the midst of exceptional Nigerian people, mediocre governs. This minority has foisted on the people – Mediocracy (government by mediocre) in the guise of Democracy.

We are all Infidels In United Kingdom: Everybody Carries His/Her Own Christian Cross

A Muslim guy once tried to persuade me to become a Muslim. I laughed loudly to the point that he became angry on his presumption that I was ridiculing Islam. To allay his anxiety, I said you are my friend, but there’s something you don’t know about me – I have practised in the past, Islam and so many other religions.

But if you have a British passport, by implication you are a follower of Jesus, which invariably makes you a Christian. He interrupted me – I have a British passport and that does not make a Christian, I am a British Muslim. Fair enough. Now, consider this perspective.

Biafra/IgboLand: A Nation That Shall Surely Come To Be

Couple of weeks ago, I was on a Lufthansa flight to New York to attend a seminar on ‘threats posed by Bitcoin against the traditional system of payment’. Bitcoin, by the way, is a digital payment system that occurs directly between individuals, which effectively eliminates financial intermediaries – such as banks and other financial institutions.

Anyway, seated next to me on the plane was a German whom, through our discussion, I found out was also going to New York for the same purpose as me. We chatted on different topics ranging from financial markets to terrorism to politics and etc. In the midst of our discussion he said; Oh I forgot to introduce myself – my name is… and I am from Germany. While he was waiting to know me, rather a big silence stood between us.

Then I regained my consciousness and noticed the bemusement on his face. I said to him, it is not that I have forgotten my name is…, but I was considering how to explain to you that I am from IgboLand. He asked where IgboLand is. It is a colony of Nigeria. He said then you should be a Nigerian. I said no.