The Dream

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It is no longer news that Nigeria is in devastation. Regardless of how diplomatic and cautious any scholar will try to be in his commenting, the truth and undeniable fact will always remain that in a land flowing with milk and honey, blessed with human resources and natural abundance, nothing seems to be working. The entire nation that used to be the most revered and one of the most respected worldwide, has found a way to fall below the respect benchmark and the floor line of the most loved index. Everywhere you look things seem to be in disarray; security has taken a deadly turn, a prediction of the collapse of the Nigerian federation has being made by an international watchdog, little factions and small, lonely, oil rich, politically marginalized and persecuted islands have declared themselves free, raised their banner, formed their song and pledge and money and constitution, and have began the hard work of convincing the whole world that they are an independent nation; independent of what they claim is now a failed state of Nigeria. The politics seem to have failed us, no matter how objective and fair I try to be, it still seem that the order of the day put in just about enough effort to discredit every positive star I put on their shoulder. Insecurity has become the most spoke of issue, there is hunger in the land, unemployment seem to be yearning for a new federal ministry, and those living below the poverty line might from what is happening today forget about any sort of aid from the leadership of the hour; I assure you, aid won’t come any time soon. Nigeria runs a big and seemingly unresponsive government; the biggest and most expensive in the world. It seems like everything exist for the protection of an elite few, that every other existent social amenities is made to be just good enough for the masses, and when it is they seeking aide or medical attention, everything that exist in Nigeria, used by Nigerians isn’t just good enough for them. The problem with Nigeria is so long and complex that there will have to be a whole book outlining just the problem, and maybe another volume suggesting appropriate solutions to these problems. The funny thing is that the listing of the problem, to a reasonable extent don’t have to be done by those in the academic, don’t have to be debated by the professors of history and international relations, politics, government, sociology, psychology and philosophy. The truth is that the hard work of debating where this country stand in the committee of nations don’t have to be chaired by the very best and brightest, or the intellectual elect of any federal government sponsored committee or United Nations sponsored organization. Tuning on your television says it all. Day after day, night after night, men take it upon themselves the hard work of analyzing every single decision of government, every single policy of Aso rock, every single fall in credit rating meted on this country by Standards and Poor, the International Monetary Fund, the World bank, and every other accredited agency. The problem with Nigeria is so obvious one don’t need the expert to see or analyze it. The pain is so sore, so deep that one doesn’t need a specialist to show the wounds of the bleeding heart, and place of its deepest hurt. Everybody can talk about how sour the situation is, because, at least almost everybody is living in the pain, everybody can cry and join the Occupy Nigeria movement, chanting, and crying and praying and hoping, but as at today, is the solution in the heart and hands of just about anyone? When the decay in the educational sector got to an unbearable stage, God directed Pastor Adeboye to start a movement. The dream was unveiled long ago when there probably was no room for the debate of private universities. When Ghana was in deep disarray, when the entire nation was in an economic catastrophe, and it seemed like the government didn’t care about how to fix the crises, Jerry Rowling had a dream,...
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