I had set out today to write about flood, the latest
natural-cum-man-made disaster now sweeping through the country. As at
the last count, no fewer than 10 states had come close to drowning in
water while the Red Cross said the flood has killed some 148 persons
across 21 states.
But then, I decided against writing about flood because I would be
accused of insensitivity to the plight of fellow Nigerians if I said all
I feel about it. For one, I have already seen a little bit of politics
creeping into it – so much so that states which recorded what would pass
like normal rainfall are now taking photos and posting on internet (and
everywhere) claiming to have been flooded. Those who were genuinely
flooded are exaggerating the extent of damage. One particular state
claimed that about two million people were displaced.
Yes, and we all know what figure the entire state turned in at the
last census. Now, I can’t genuinely separate reality from positioning
for the Ecological Fund. It appears every state is trying to paint a
more pathetic picture than the other, in order to attract bigger
financial intervention from the fund. Now many states which just
witnessed regular rainfall are reporting flood. Those who poured refuse
into their own drainages and therefore, stopped the free flow of rain
water, have had the water diverted into their homes. They too, are now
reporting flood.
The truth is, apart from some of those who were in the direct line of
the deluge from Cameroun, the floods are essentially a fallout of our
own pour hygiene and less-than-desirable handling of solid wastes. In
fact, if any of those states witnessed the kind of heavy, non-stop rain
that fell last week in Lagos, by now, we’d be talking of whole states
being submerged or that an entire government house has been swept to
another state by flood. Yes, Idris Wada, for instance, would just walk
out to the front balcony of his office to discover that his Lugard House
has floated into a new neighbourhood near Asaba.
Fashola and his commissioner for the environment, Tunji Bello, must
be kicking themselves for taking proactive steps by investing billions
of naira in clearing drains, opening up channels and handling of solid
wastes. Or else, by now, they too would have posted photos of flooded
Victoria Island, Ikoyi, Ikeja and all on internet and begin positioning
for Ecological Fund. Now, I feel Jigawa did not probably make enough
noise the other time when the entire state was flooded by water released
from the dam in Kano.
But the painful part of it is that I can almost swear that if and
when intervention funds are released from the Ecological Fund, little or
nothing of it would reach the poor people who are suffering today,
having lost everything to the rampaging flood. Like, I said, I would not
be angered into writing about the politics of flood. I have more
annoying things to write about Akwa Ibom, where I had gone to attend the
annual conference of the Nigerian Guild of Editors.
Of course, the anger was not just in the eye-opening facts that
emerged from the various papers, as speaker after speaker dissected the
security realities of today’s Nigeria. No. my anger emanates from what I
saw in Uyo, the state capital – the new Gilgal, as the governor would
have us believe. Now, if you are looking for good reason to stone your
governor, visit Uyo. If you’re a state lawmaker looking for impeachable
offences to nail your governor, visit Akwa Ibom and you’d come back with
a long list, convinced that that your governor has just been wasting
everyone’s time all these years.
You’d see that street lights can actually keep working long after
they are commissioned and everyone’s attention is turned away. You’d see
that it does not take a 16-year rolling plan (from Obasanjo to Yar’Adua
and down to Jonathan) to put a standard power plant in place. You’d
know that there is no myth about getting gas to power thermal stations,
or channeling flood water off the streets soon after every downpour.
That you don’t have to plan for eight years to build a runway and then
hope for another eight years to build the tarmac – through proxy.
That the entire airport can be completed in two years from scratch to
finish. You’d also discover that, unlike your state, where the governor
invites CNN and Aljazeera to the commissioning of one foot-bridge after
four years in office (and then, six months later, invites all the local
media to the re-commissioning of the same footbridge), in Akwa Ibom,
they complete some 100 or more projects and then invite one relevant
figure to come commission them.
Here, commissioning of projects could take a whole week – with new
projects being commissioned every day. It is indeed, very annoying. Yes,
unlike Paris, which you see and die, when you see Uyo, you’ll get
angry. Angry with those who run your own state. Angry that some people
would see all these and still go on asking; what have the oil producing
states done with 13% derivation. Angry that some politicians, for want
of what to say during electioneering campaigns, would look us all in the
face and lie that nothing is happening. It is even more annoying for
those of us who had visited Uyo once or twice before the present
dispensation.
But of course, you have every course to be angry, because, in Akwa
Ibom, an angry man, called Godswill Akpabio, is in charge. So, as the
KIA car that was taking us from the hotel to the airport made its last
turn into the parking lot, images of the Uyo we were leaving behind came
flooding back in my mind’s eye. Standing a few hundred metres away was
the new MRO building that was already at an advanced stage of
completion.
I tried to place it side-by-side the impression of the planned
checking-in counters we had seen at the equally novel cinema mall, the
first-of-its-kind e-library, the underground drainage, the crisscross of
flyovers, smooth, strong, pothole-free roads, (Yes, those types of
roads that our primary school headmaster told us were macadamized
roads), the street lights, the new government house, the massive stadium
(where Arsenal FC of London has already been booked to play the opening
match) and the tasteful finishing to all of them.
It is almost unbelievable that this was the same Uyo that I visited
in 2002 or even some four years earlier. But one thing came out very
clearly: if you are doing well as a governor (or any public office
holder for that matter), you don’t have to pay anybody to sing your
praise. How do I mean? As contributor after contributor spoke about the
state of hopelessness in the north, nearly all of them made the
exception of Jigawa state and Governor Sule Lamido.
Incidentally, there was no representation from the state – either by
way of membership of the guild or a functionary of the state government.
When we discussed roads, Jigawa featured. When the talk shifted to
security Jigawa was mentioned as a haven of peace and tranquility. Of
course, it was like a lone star when the issue of social security for
the downtrodden stratum of the citizenry came up. Virtually everybody
agreed that what was going on in Sule Lamido’s state was beyond the
political zakkat regime many governors in the north were claiming to
have instituted. So, the transformation of Uyo was not just about oil
money, 13% derivation etc.
For if it was, states like Ekiti would never be mentioned in the
country’s development equation. Ekiti which currently ranks 35th on the
league table of federal allocation, is not necessarily No. 35 on the
development scale. If we say Akwa Ibom, like Rivers, and to some extent,
Ondo, are doing the great works they are currently doing by simply
riding on the crest of jumbo allocations from the federation account.
And that Fashola’s Lagos is leveraging on the strength of internally
generated revenue, what then do we have to say about states like
Anambra, Gombe, or even a state like Jigawa which has neither oil nor
internally generated revenue?
Has anyone bothered to find out how Sule Lamido has managed to
literally squeeze water out of stone? How has Jigawa, in the last five
or so years, managed to rank amongst the states with high level of
infrastructure development? If you were from some of these other states,
where nothing seems to be happening, you’d almost want to stone your
governor, for just sitting on his butt all these many years and doing
nothing.
But since everyone, like the editors at the conference, is now
preaching against violence, I think stoning your governor would not be a
nice idea. You could just disown him. But please, get angry.

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