Outputs, Not Outfits
Why Nigerian universities must stop policing looks and start enabling ideas.
John Onyeukwu
(Published in Business AM Newspaper of Tuesday July 29, 2025.)
The recent controversy surrounding the leaked dress code memo from Obafemi Awolowo University (OAU), my alma mater, is more than a fleeting campus drama. It is a sobering reflection of misplaced priorities in Nigeria’s higher education system. That such a document could propose rustication for “tight trousers,” “coloured hair,” or even “hugging” should alarm any serious observer of Nigeria’s education crisis.
While the university has rightly denied that the circulating memo represents official policy, the fact that such authoritarian impulses could be contemplated, let alone drafted, is indicative of a deeper rot in our institutional thinking. As a proud product of OAU, I speak not in disdain, but in disappointment, for a system that taught me to think but now appears obsessed with regulating how students dress, not how they think.
Universities exist to cultivate critical minds, not compliant bodies. Academic freedom is not an indulgence; it is the very oxygen of learning and progress. In the Nigeria of today, where creativity, bold thinking, and entrepreneurial resilience are our last hope, the university should be the engine room of innovation, not conformity.
When a young woman risks suspension for wearing a sleeveless top, or a young man faces rustication for dreadlocks, we must ask: what is the philosophy guiding these institutions? It cannot be the philosophy of progress. It certainly is not the one that raised Wole Soyinka, Chinua Achebe, or the many brilliant Nigerians shaping the world from Silicon Valley to the United Nations. Dress codes do not produce integrity. Obedience to rules does not equate to critical reasoning. Our youth need mentoring, not moral surveillance.
We all know that dress codes in Nigerian universities often have little to do with decency and much to do with disciplinary control. They are part of a larger authoritarian tradition where administrative overreach is normalized and students are treated as subjects, not citizens.
What makes this more infuriating is that these same universities often fail to meet the most basic expectations of governance. Consider this: it can take six months to a year, or more, for a Nigerian graduate to receive an academic transcript. Some are forced to travel in person to their alma mater, only to be frustrated by manual files, uncooperative staff, and opaque processes. For many, postgraduate admissions or job offers hang in the balance.
Why is it easier to draft punitive dress codes than to automate transcript systems?
It is baffling that a university that cannot send a transcript on time somehow has the institutional energy to enforce punishments for hugging, kissing, or sagging jeans. What kind of leadership is this, which prioritizes superficial discipline over operational efficiency?
Nigeria’s future depends on the ability of young people to imagine, design, build, and disrupt. The tech hubs in Yaba and Abuja, the creative arts scenes in Lagos and Port Harcourt, the rising tide of startups and digital freelancers, none of this flourished because someone was forced to wear a tie or abandon colored braids.
To criminalize youth expression is to criminalize the very engine of the future economy. And to tie institutional prestige to a false sense of moral control is to remain stagnant while the world races ahead. Our universities must be laboratories of innovation, not sanctuaries of outdated norms. They must produce thinkers, not conformists.
There is nothing wrong with promoting standards. Professional faculties can require dress codes for clinicals, engineering labs, or legal moots, based on function, not morality. But these standards must be co-developed with students, clearly defined, and implemented without gender bias or authoritarian overreach.
And if universities are truly concerned with image and discipline, let them start by fixing the bottlenecks in transcript processing, digitizing records, eliminating delays, and treating students with the dignity they deserve. That would speak louder about their values than any dress code ever could.
As a graduate of OAU, I carry its legacy with pride. But legacy is not a monument; it must be renewed in practice. If we are to build the Nigeria we deserve, our universities must lead by enabling freedom, not by curating fear.
The leaked dress code memo, denied though it was, should be a wake-up call. It is time for our universities to stop moralizing youth expression and start mobilizing youth potential. Because no nation was ever transformed by the straightness of its trousers, but many were saved by the boldness of their minds.
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Dear Sir,
Thank you for taking the time to engage critically with the piece, “Outputs, Not Outfits.” The essence of democratic discourse is not agreement, but understanding, and I appreciate the depth of your concerns.
Permit me to begin by affirming that I do not, and never did, discount the importance of values, discipline, or decorum in our universities. These matter, not as tools of authoritarian enforcement, but as part of a broader educational mission that includes moral reasoning, civic behavior, and responsible freedom. What I do question is the increasing tendency of university administrations to substitute moral panic for institutional reform, and to reach for reactionary measures, like rustication over dress styles, while long standing issues like student housing, curriculum modernization, and administrative inefficiencies persist.
You referenced parents’ frustrations with how their children dress when visited at school. This is valid. But we must distinguish between parental dismay and university level policy. The fact that some students dress in ways their parents dislike should not justify sweeping and punitive institutional codes that treat dress as a greater offence than plagiarism, cultism, or sexual harassment. Universities should educate values, not legislate conformity.
You also noted that "students now beat up lecturers," or "compete for walking space." These unfortunate anecdotes should not be used to stereotype an entire generation. When such incidents occur, they deserve disciplinary response. But let us also ask: what has created the gulf between students and lecturers? Could it be years of underfunding, poor mentoring structures, or a failure to integrate students meaningfully into institutional life?
As a proud product of Obafemi Awolowo University, I hold its legacy dear. But legacies are not static, they must evolve with time. The "days when the sight of a lecturer made students tremble" may signal nostalgia to some, but to others, they represent a culture of fear, not respect. Universities are not meant to raise fearful citizens, but confident thinkers who can engage authority without being violent or disrespectful.
On transcripts: I welcome the progress made in automating records and issuing certificates. But you will agree that this is not yet uniform across institutions. Many universities still struggle with these basics, especially outside convocation periods. That was my point, not to dismiss the gains, but to caution against complacency. You may wish to know that I have been trying to process transcript from University of Lagos since December 2024, after full online payment. What sort of system would you call that sir.
I also share your concern over the abuse of TETFUND scholarships and the underutilization of research grants. These are governance challenges that demand a culture of accountability and mentoring, not just penalties. Let us agree that the university space must do more to link academic work with national development, through innovation, ethics, and enterprise.
Finally, I did not claim our universities are “in the woods.” Rather, I argued that the path to greater innovation and global competitiveness will not be built on surveillance of appearance. We must build institutions that value outputs, research, impact, leadership, more than outfits.
Let us, as alumni, educators, and stakeholders, work not only to sanitize our universities, but also to liberate them, from underfunding, outdated norms, and administrative inertia. That is the call of this generation, and I believe we can rise to it.
With warm regards,
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Dear John:
This is a masterclass on debating, providing what you call “understanding” without causing offense.
Thank you.
TF
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Sir,
Post-Ramadan, back in 1991, at the American University in Cairo I was quite taken aback by the Hollywood party style of dressing being adopted by many of their female students there, some of them dolled up in hijab and long evening gowns, a far cry the more casual, everyday attire of most female students and teachers at Stockholm University, for example. But what to expect when some wannabe adopts US dunya and all that glitter as their gold standard?
When it was time for Zuhr, and “ the apparel oft proclaims the man” , me in my simple green Sudanese jellabiya and white turban, asked where I could do my salat, one of those lost, unholy Hollywood style Egyptian daughters snapped that their university was not a mosque and that if I wanted to pray I had better go somewhere else. I could not believe my ears ….
In a similar vein, this somewhat misleading sentence, representing the dilemma as an either/ or issue also caught my eye, and but for your intervention, I would have let it slide: This chest-beating :
“As a proud product of OAU, I speak not in disdain, but in disappointment, for a system that taught me to think but now appears obsessed with regulating how students dress, not how they think.” ( John Onyeukwu )
Is OAU suggesting some kinds of strictures/ regimentation, such as school uniforms? Of course not. Should university rules be compulsory or obligatory? Who is going to win that debate?
When, because of the way that students think, the way that some students dress gets way out of control, and dress is tilting more and more towards undress, then it’s obviously time to take some measures and by some kind of consensus, to establish some basic standards of what could be acceptable as common decency.
From the many possible examples and contexts that could be suggested, specifically, one of the contexts justifying such a move could be the widely publicized sex for grades scandals in Nigerian Universities , a scandal along with sexual harassment scandals that have been discussed in this series
I don’t know how bad or good things are at OAU, but that a university - any university should legislate some dress code standards - even in the Wild West ( where in the name of tolerance and “everything goes” for example some students would like to turn up for lectures half naked) or in the Bible Belt ( where, the occasionally exceptional student would like to leave nothing to the imagination by turning up in her original birthday suit, “natural” - stark naked -with perhaps not even a fig leaf to decorate or conceal her crown jewels - as it was in the beginning in the mythical garden of Eden, such an extreme situation, and nota bene, along with temptation, “provocation is next to madness”, with everywhere, temptation prancing around in two legs, solving such a situation ought not to be reduced to such a university being accused of defaulting in providing a cultural and social environment that’s conducive to learning , just because such a university has no other option but to take some appropriate action to curb such extremism in exhibitionism
In other words, students could be less obsessed with how they dress; after all the University is not meant to be a fancy dress or Halloween party…or a pimper’s paradise…
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Dear Sir,
Thank you for sharing this rich and layered reflection, part personal memory, part cultural critique, part cautionary tale. I read it with interest and a measure of quiet laughter, especially at the vivid imagery of birthday suits and Halloween parades!
More seriously, you raise a valid point: every institution must negotiate its cultural values and academic identity in response to evolving norms and behaviors. My initial intervention was not to discount the need for order, but to caution against a uni-dimensional focus on appearance as the litmus test of moral or academic worth. You rightly point out that excess in one direction may provoke correction in another, but we must ensure that in correcting, we do not flatten complexity or suppress intellectual freedom under the weight of cultural (or religious) conformity.
Your reflections bring nuance to the conversation, and for that, I am genuinely grateful.
With respect and
appreciation,
John
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John Onyeukwu,
Your gracefulness, politeness and humility are all so disarming. You remind me of mentor Harvey Tristan Cropper, an elder --it happened on a few occasions that after roundly reprimanding me in front of everybody - in public, at one of our parliamentary sessions, I would visit him early, the following morning, knock on his door, and when he opened the door I swore I would unforgettably straighten him out - not in front of everybody, have it out, just me and him, I would give him an unmistakable piece of my mind and after that he would NEVER EVER again reprimand me like that in front of everybody. But then he would open the door to his studio which was at the top floor, open the door, dressed in his dressing gown, Charlie Parker playing in the background, a smile on his face, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and enquire politely how was I doing, at which point my intention to straighten him out would have evaporated…or thawed/ melted like snow. Lesson repeatedly learned: Charm, disarms .
Re- your words, “...but we must ensure that in correcting, we do not flatten complexity or suppress intellectual freedom under the weight of cultural (or religious) conformity.” You have a major point there.
Back in the day, when I was a headstrong, rebellious, iconoclast circa August - December 1965 as a freshman at the then so called “Athens of West Africa”, ever ready to turn water into wine, I wrote two protest /incitement notes in succession and pinned them on the noticeboard by the dining room, and in the aftermath of some other “actions”, within two weeks the more than a hundred year tradition of wearing academic gowns to lectures and dinner jackets to dinner on Friday evenings came to a sudden end, were abolished and that was easy-peasy, thanks to yours truly.
Right now I’m mulling over the dress code for the Nobel Banquet, which means that either you follow/ obey the rules of the house or you get thrown out or in fact you are not even permitted to enter….. otherwise, in this space in which I award myself the freedom to imagine, I would like to fondly imagine that at a future date we would probably have poet laureate Chidi Anthony Opara, all smiles (not “shmiling and shuffering”) turning up for the Nobel Banquet dressed in his smoking or dressed to kill in his latest rub-a-dub style, ( not his academic toga) and later on shmoking and puff-puffing one of his ssssssspecial, mighty, after-dinner-Cuban-cigars…
Well, I finally tried to get to the bottom of what we’re talking about, where it all started, and finally came across some of the shocking details from the “leaked dress code memo from Obafemi Awolowo University”. Of course, the university authorities are hotly denying they have anything to do with the alleged contents, they might even be feeling a little ashamed of themselves if it could have possibly all been true, but this much is certain: There can be no smoke without fire.
Mention religious bigotry or oversensitivity and these two examples spring to mind - the Miss World Riots that raged right across Nigeria in November 2002, and years later, the untimely demise of Deborah Samuels
For some of the people born in Freetown, the idea called Freedom has an extra special resonance. Personally, I don’t like telling people (anybody) what to do - I turned in my perfect badge a week after I was appointed a school prefect , in lower six…
Since I rightly intuit you are a man of understanding, there’s not much more that I would have to say to you about the matter of academic freedom, which I suppose ought to include within reasonable limits, the right to wear hijab, Bermuda shorts ( once upon a time like the late James Ngugi on the Legon campus) or even the right to wear bellbottom trousers as some students did when Carnaby Street was the rage….
And you are absolutely right that the other long-outstanding issues such as the quality of the teaching etc, in a more enabling environment, and various improvements in the conditions of student life are of even greater importance…
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Dear Chief,
Thank you so much for this generous and vivid reflection, equal parts memoir, metaphor, and mischief. You brought a smile to my face more than once, and your evocation of the Nobel Banquet and Chidi Anthony Opara in “smoking or rub-a-dub” was nothing short of inspired!
Your anecdotes about Harvey Cropper and your early student days remind us that charm, indeed, disarms, and that the theatre of ideas is best played not with malice, but with music in the background, some civility, and a shared commitment to something deeper than the superficial.
I agree wholeheartedly that universities must sometimes draw boundaries, not out of puritanical rigidity, but to maintain an environment conducive to learning, dignity, and safety. But it is in how we draw those lines, with context, care, and courage, that the soul of the institution is truly revealed.
Thank you again for your thoughtfulness. I feel, in this exchange, the true spirit of the academy, -spirited, searching, and sincerely human.
Warm regards,
John
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Dear Dr.,
Thank you so much for your thoughtful and gracious message. No misrepresentation at all, I took no offence whatsoever, and I deeply appreciate the spirit of intellectual engagement you bring to the conversation.
Your insights into procedural gaps and institutional transitions are spot on. As you rightly observed, the delays often reflect a mismatch between legacy systems and modern expectations, rather than individual failings. And truly, with the digitalization of records, especially Senate approved uploads to portals, we have fewer excuses today for lapses that should have been phased out.
That said, I must admit that I am just tired of making excuses for Nigeria’s many failed and failing institutions, especially when I know that with just a little effort, many of these problems can be better managed. Our university administration is becoming like, if not worse than, the worst of our MDAs. It is unfortunate, but it is the truth. And it is even more painful given the calibre of minds the university space harbors. We can do better, but I fear it may not happen under the current generation of university administrators. I truly doubt.
Even so, your emphasis on coordination between Exams & Records and departmental officers is both practical and hopeful. And I do share your optimism that, with support from our senior colleagues, the Unilag matter might yet be resolved (or become more complicated).
With kind regards,
John
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Stockholm
Sweden
People’s Planet.
2nd of August, 2025
John Onyeukwu,
Have you ever thought of running for president?
If you are feeling too shy or humble, you don’t
have to answer the question.
You are a busy man and this is really
to the forum, through you, nominally…
About dear Harvey Cropper
He had such a phenomenal memory!
Harvey was at FESTAC '77 in Lagos.
Home again. So many stories to tell !
The very first time he got angry with me
was when I complained that so few
people were writing poetry in African
Languages. WHY DON’T YOU DO IT ?
He thundered. I explained that my competence
wasn’t good enough in any African Language, wasn’t
good enough to write poetry. Competence in e.g. Krio
is only acquired through full immersion in every aspect
of Krio culture.
As time wore on and especially
the last year or so of his life
when there were other people around,
anything that I said was wrong:
If it was white and I said it was
white, he’d say ,” No : it’s Black”
It was like a game. Whatever I said
he’d say the opposite. For example
if I said, “We the Black people…” I
wouldn’t even be allowed to complete
the sentence because dear Harvey
would be bellowing at the top of his voice :
DON’T COME HERE WITH YOUR RACISM !
A few years ago I told Lefifi Tladi about this
and he had an explanation. By the way, in 1985
Johnny Mbizo Dyani gave me the name Themba Feza
which means “ Hope to complete”. His trumpeter was
Mongezi Feza. We ( friends) will be gathering to
celebrate Harvey’s birthday here in Stockholm,
on the 4th of August.
John Onyeukwu,
Man of analysis and understanding
Man of the palm-oil oral tradition
so you think that talking
is going to solve everything?
When has talking solved anything?
You gonna convene another National
Sovereign Conference? Where? At Abuja?
Umuahia? At the United Nations headquarters in New York?
But the United Nations are not united, ditto Nigeria.
Not united. I shouldn’t be pessimistic?
I’m not. I’m Pan-African. I’m optimistic.
We've still got to go through these seven stages
Trump thinks that he’s at stage 8 and that’s why
he wants to be awarded the Nobel Prize for Peace
He would like to take the United States, Greenland,
Canada and Gaza with him, to the Highest Heaven
Meanwhile, over there in Nigeria,
Anti-corruption commissions and wars against
corruption have only exacerbated the problem
that everybody apart from the looters is crying about.
The Bank Manager at Savannah Bank at No 10 Aba Road
Port Harcourt, stole my £6,000 Sterling! As Ojogbon said,
“Alas! you need power to keep the money you have stolen.”
So apart from firmly establishing the rule of law, real power
to the people, so that the looters are forced to vomit the money,
what else can you do about it?
You and your lot
get yourselves elected
get cheques signed
at Aso Rock, grumble
and groan some more,
cry tears of poetry or
poverty at the Owerri Motor
Parking Lot
“Democracy don't rule the world
You better get that in your head
This world is ruled by violence
But I guess that's better left unsaid”
Let’s face it: Nigeria is Nigeria is Nigeria
just like any other country with myriad problems
that your premiere universities are aware of and
it’s expected that those citadels of learning should be
churning out solutions and healing the nation…
Let’s face it mate:
“Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape
We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape”
Let’s face it, making a mountain out of a molehill
a simple thing such as some fake news about
some alleged draconian measures with regard
to appropriate dress on campus, something you would think
could be left to individual conscience, preference
and taste, not like in the military and the special
constabulary where just as in heaven the first law
is you’ve gotta obey - and by the way in the IDF
there’s no saluting; the oga does not salute nor is
the oga saluted; the junior miscreant does not
salute the ogre of ogres, the hog of hogs/commodore
chief of staff/ Chancellor or Vice-Chancellor of the Exchequer
but as a sign of respect, people are supposed to stand up when
the Torah scholar enters,
Still in the realm of talking,
Sierra Leone’s President Ahmad Tejan Kabbah proposed
Seven National Values for the nation’s healing:
“ Resourcefulness
"Excellence
"Tolerance
"Good Neighbourliness
"Generosity
"Honesty
"Self-esteem
I guess we could all do with all 7 of those proposed national values ?
Dear Chief,
What a message! Like a jazz solo stretching across decades, dancing between memory, provocation, grief, satire, and the drumbeat of hope.
First, thank you for your generous words. I don’t know about running for President, I can barely run my own schedule. But you’re not wrong: it’s hard to watch Nigeria grind its way through every national absurdity and not want to convene a Sovereign Conference in your head. Abuja? No. Umuahia? Perhaps. But if I had my way, it would be under a mango tree somewhere in Alayi, with kola nut, palm wine, and people still unafraid of truth.
You summon Harvey with such force I could almost hear his thunderous rebuttal, “DON’T COME HERE WITH YOUR RACISM!”, and it made me smile and wince at the same time. That peculiar alchemy of love, contradiction, genius, and memory. He must have been one of a kind. The kind that reminds us that nations too have personalities, moody, brilliant, and self-destructive.
Oh yes, I agree. Talking isn’t enough. But silence is worse. Poetry isn’t policy. But I have seen a line of verse undo years of cynicism. Words, when carried in the mouths of the right people, still move mountains, or at least shake a few foundations.
As for our current democraship (part democracy, part hardship, mostly drift), I weep too. About the universities. About the anticorruption performances. About the savannah banks of broken dreams. You ask, what can be done? I return to Kabbah’s seven values, not because they are magic, but because they still make more sense than much of what passes for national planning. Especially that last one, self-esteem. No nation can rise without it. No reform will stick if people are too broken to believe.
So no, I won’t run for president. But I will run my mouth. Thoughtfully. Hopefully. Tirelessly. That, my friend, is the only race I am qualified for, and maybe the one that still matters most.
Happy birthday to Harvey, wherever he now roars.
Warmly,
John
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John Onyeukwu,
As always, muchas gracias for your gracious thoughts and your significant words.
Someone with less foresight may well be asking how come I’m saying “as always” after only slightly knowing you in cyberspace for three days ? The answer is that unlike NEPA (never expect power always) I think that after the first, second and third impressions, when it comes to John Onyeukwu, quality is to be expected always, quality of the kind that Ahmad Tejan Kabbah probably had in mind when he recommended Resourcefulness, Excellence, Tolerance, Good Neighbourliness, Generosity, Honesty, Self-esteem as desirable personal and national qualities - to which I’d like to add ( with you in mind) Patience ( Sabr) and Forbearance.
Self-esteem belongs to the department of human dignity and of course we have to be constantly aware and on the alert that there ought not to be that surfeit in our own sense of self-esteem (caused by an excess of self-love) to the extent that we become arrogant and overstep the bounds by impinging on someone else's dignity, sense of self-worth, and that includes those that are deemed to be servants like us…
Self-esteem seems to be more local than national and will continue like that until we have an overarching sense of nationhood. How do we achieve that? What can be observed in our West Africa, is that self-esteem seems to be mostly individual (personal) as everywhere else in the world, and then local ( our ethnic vanity, in our ethnic vicinity). What’s also observable is that because of so much dissatisfaction with mis-governance, as you say, “it’s hard to watch Nigeria grind its way through every national absurdity and not want to convene a Sovereign Conference in your head”, of course self-esteem at the national level manifests most passionately (chest-beating) when a Nigerian excels ( thereby symbolically representing all Nigerians) otherwise it’s according to the weight a passport carries, or at international competitions such as Nigeria winning the Women’s Africa cup in Football, and what a day it should be when Nigeria wins the World Cup in Football. Prediction : Overnight we would all become Nigerians. Chest beating Nigerians, and LOUD - no racism, just BLACK & PROUD !
On the political scene, what’s missing is some rhetoric about making Nigeria great and here too, could you please demystify us ; what do you mean by “No reform will stick if people are too broken to believe.”? Your fitness to be the next or a soon to be future president is going to be assessed based on your answer to that question…
For now, you may be demurring as a reluctant presidential candidate or that your time is not yet because it’s the Octogenarians' time, the old fogies who wannabe like Paul Biya ( sadly Chidi is trying to be a good Nigerian neighbour by not writing a poem about his neighbour Paul Biya, but what about a poem starring his own president? )
Don’t come here with your racism etc , well I admire Gore Vidal
Would like to see debates of this quality :
Malcolm X. Oxford University Union Debate in 1964
James Baldwin vs William F Buckley
In the meantime, many thanks for highlighting Alayi ( indeed, charity begins at home) and -ah nostalgia - the pastoral idyll “under the mango tree somewhere with kola nut, palm wine, and people still unafraid of truth.”
Nostalgia -Umuahia 👍 Leon Thomas :The Creator Has a Master Plan
“There was a time, when peace was on the earth
And joy and happiness did reign and each man
Knew his worth.
In my heart I yearn for
That spirit’s return and I cry, as time flies
Oooomm, Oooomm
There is a place where love wherever shines, and
Rainbows are the shadows of a presence so divine
And the glow of that love lights
The heavens above, and it’s free, come with me
Can’t you see
The creator has a working plan— peace and
Happiness for every man
The creator has a master plan— peace and
Happiness for every man
The creator makes but one demand, happiness thru
All the land”
Back in the day - my brief stay in Nigeria -1981-84 -in my neck of the jungle it was Rivers State, Imo, Anambra, Bendel …and since then a couple of new states have been sprung out of those four states. In the last Nigerian presidential election the Federal Capital Territory was being disputed as a state and I suppose that with the stipulation that “To be declared Presidential winner, a candidate must secure at least 1/4th (25%) of votes cast in 2/3rd of the entire 36 States of Nigeria (that is in 24 States” is more than enough reason why all over the place people are agitating for more states to be carved out of their own ethnic enclaves in time for the upcoming 2027 Mother of all Nigerian Presidential Elections.
Still on the political front I hear that there are special schools where future African leaders are being trained ,not that in the next 20 years, Nigeria's presidents have to come from those schools?
Most seriously :
Today being the 9th of Av of absolute relevance to us all, something we ought to pay attention to and examine because it also bedevils national harmony, not only interpersonal ships : Sinat Chinam (baseless hatred) It was Sinat Chinam that caused the destruction of the Second Temple : In a nutshell :The Story of Kamtza and Bar Kamtza…
Dear Chief,
You write like a jazz ensemble plays, improvising across registers, threading memory, melody, mischief, and mourning into a full-bodied sound that leaves the listener somewhere between snap and silence. I hear the drums of Baldwin in Oxford, the wail of Leon Thomas in “The Creator,” and, somewhere, the thunderclap of Harvey Cropper warning us, once again, not to come here with our racism or, dare I say, our complacency.
You asked me to demystify this line:
“No reform will stick if people are too broken to believe.”
Let me offer the mystery in return, by way of parable, place, and politics.
Picture a road. A Nigerian one, naturally, perhaps the Enugu-Port Harcourt Expressway, under construction since Methuselah. On that road is a teacher , no pay for six months, still showing up. Next to him, a nurse who’s never known what a functioning scanner looks like. Down the road, a youth corper with two degrees and no hope. Then a farmer who tills but doesn’t eat, middlemen, subsidies swallowed by "ghosts." And a grandmother who voted every cycle but has never once seen a promise kept.
Now, gather them together. Tell them: “Reform is coming.” Will they believe you? Or will they, like Bar Kamtza, smile on the outside but seethe on the inside, because betrayal stings deepest when it wears the robes of community?
This, my Chief, is what I meant. Reform, the real kind, doesn’t begin with policy documents or press briefings. It begins with restoring trust. And trust grows only in the soil of dignity, when people see themselves not as beggars at the gates of governance, but as co-creators in the national experiment. Without that, all you get is chest-thumping when Nigeria wins a trophy, and chest-slumping the morning after, when ‘NEPA’ strikes again.
Ah, yes, self-esteem, as you so brilliantly observed, is mostly local, sometimes ethnic, rarely national. That is our burden and our unfinished work. Until we forge a shared story, Nigeria remains a house with 200 rooms and 0 living rooms.
But let me not only bemoan. You reminded me that “The Creator has a master plan”, peace and happiness for every man. The line holds. So long as we teach it. Model it. Remember it. Even, or especially , on Tisha B’Av, when we contemplate the temple ruins of hate.
I thank you also for invoking the schools grooming Africa’s “future leaders.” May they remember humility. May they learn from Paul Biya what not to do. And please inform Chidi that a poem is long overdue , not about our neighbors but about ourselves. The kind of poem that doesn’t rhyme, but rings true.
As for the 2027 elections, well, let them add more states if they must. Let them carve out more boundaries. But unless we redraw the map of our hearts, we will continue to wander in circles, democracy without destination, INEC stylee.
So here's to patience (Sabr), forbearance, and the occasional mango tree meeting. May we yet raise a nation where dignity isn't seasonal and belief isn't broken.
Ever grateful,
John
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Sweden
People's Planet
August 5, 2025
Dear John,
Yesterday would have been Harvey’s 94th birthday
- dayan ha emet -
But it seems the good die young, yeah
Patrice Lumumba at thirty five years of age , also
Dr King and Malcolm before they were forty years old
John F when he was 46 years old, Jimi Hendrix at 27….
A couple of people turned up at the park yesterday, among them Ken Baskin, Melvyn Price ( USA) Lefifi Tladi , Ebrahim Isaacs ( South Africa) Poe Jatta, Modou Sarho ( Gambia) Ambrose (Cameroon), Lars, Einar (Sweden
Tomorrow it should be some time since Cornelius Hamelberg
Down memory lane, my earliest intimations of patriotism must have started with “God Save the Queen” over here in Merry England in 1952, years later followed by High We Exalt Thee, Realm of the Free and since circa 1971, Du gamla, du fria is pulling at the heart strings.
Likewise, for this Pan-Africanist the national enterprise Nigeria started with an acquaintance with The Story of Nigeria and I suppose ,for Nigerians is intimately with taking to heart, believing in a hope in the words of the Nigerian National Anthem as it is sung gustily…..
Your eloquent demystification of what you mean by “No reform will stick if people are too broken to believe.” now convinces me that instead of merely sitting on some policy board or think-tank you ought to be running for president with an introduction and personal letter of recommendation from someone like Chief Emeka Anyaoku; and prior to your election it should be interesting to study your intentions, your memorandum on purpose when you address Chatham House, where the wannabe next Nigerian president usually addresses the issue of the direction in which he would like to take his beloved countrymen as part of the Nigerian pre-election ritual, the aim being that as the Mr. President in the driver’s seat, we do not “wander in circles, democracy without destination”, democracy without wheels…
About humility and that kind of jazz, “ Another signpost pointing in the same direction is the term id ,which, in the later Freud, is the opposite of the term ego; as in the earlier Freud, consciousness is the opposite of the unconscious….” P 88 of Norman O Brown’s Love’s Body , Chapter V, titled Unity
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