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Resilient Whispers: Voices From A Troubled Home

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Claire Princess Ayelotan, PhD

By Claire P. Ayelotan

On the 8th of April 2022, the Nigerian gospel music community was shocked by the untimely demise of Osinachi Nwachukwu, a victim of persistent domestic abuse. This deeply distressing event is not an isolated occurrence in our society, as evidenced by the harrowing tale of Dr Adenike Olubiyi, a medical professional who narrowly escaped a lethal assault by her husband, also a medical practitioner. Despite her courageous stance against the abuse, her husband concocted various falsehoods to conceal his violent actions and infidelity.

Regrettably, such incidents are not confined to any particular social or professional standing. We have witnessed instances of respected clergypersons and political leaders engaging in acts of violence against their spouses. A particularly heinous example is the case of a prominent pastor who brutally assaulted his wife, resulting in her untimely death. These cases above are merely a glimpse into the widespread problem of violence and abuse against women, which permeates all levels and sectors of society. It is disheartening to note that the stories we hear are only a fraction of the total, as numerous other instances remain concealed.

(c) Claire Princess Ayelotan 

 The issue of Violence Against Women (VAW) is widely recognised as a violation of human rights and a form of gender-based discrimination. It encompasses all acts of gender-based violence that lead to or have a high likelihood of resulting in harm or suffering to women, including physical, sexual, psychological, and economic damage, as well as threats, coercion, or arbitrary deprivation of liberty, occurring in both public and private realms. While commonly perceived as a manifestation of power imbalances between men and women, it is crucial to acknowledge that VAW can also occur between women, as seen in practices like Female Genital Mutilation (FGM) and witchcraft accusations, where the perpetrators are often female relatives.

VAW takes various forms, such as intimate partner violence, femicide, sexual harassment and assault, and harmful traditional practices like FGM and child marriage. Other less documented forms include acid attacks, ritualised abuse, and self-immolation. Under international law, VAW is not only a form of discrimination against women but also a grave violation of human rights. The Istanbul Convention, particularly Article 42, condemns any justification for crimes, including those committed in the name of so-called “honour”.

 In Nigeria, the increase in violence against women (VAW), particularly intimate partner violence (IPV), is a matter of significant concern. Unfortunately, IPV often remains concealed due to the private nature of family and intimate relationships. This issue’s complexity is further compounded by sociocultural norms that devalue women, confining them to the roles of child-bearers and homemakers. Although some women have achieved formal education, many remain unaware of their rights and aspirations beyond their current societal roles. Family members, religious leaders, and societal pressures often coerce these women into enduring abusive marriages, perpetuating their silence out of fear of retaliation, societal ridicule, or misguided counsel from those who ought to protect them.

Those who encourage women to remain in abusive marriages under the pretext of preserving social reputation share in the responsibility for the violence inflicted upon these women. The tragic case of Osinachi Nwachukwu serves as a grim reminder of this reality. Those who advised her to endure the abuse likely stood among the mourners at her funeral. It is crucial to establish safe havens for women victims of violence and abuse, which involves removing them from harmful environments. Transforming abusive behaviour is unlikely unless the perpetrator voluntarily decides to reform.

 The issue of child marriage remains a significant and widespread challenge in Nigeria, posing a direct threat to the principles of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. The UDHR, established in 1948, explicitly states in Article 16(2) that “Marriage shall be entered into only with the full consent of the intending spouses.” This provision raises essential questions about gender equality in marital decision-making. Marsha Freeman has questioned whether women truly possess the same level of choice as men in matrimonial matters, especially considering that in many countries, including Nigeria, the acceptance and implementation of international norms remain contentious.

The religious and cultural contexts in many states in Nigeria serve as substantial barriers to the empowerment of women and perpetuate cycles of violence and abuse. For instance, a recent event in Kano State, where the government organised a mass wedding for 1,800 couples, including young girls who were underage for marriage, highlights the gravity of this issue. The brides received various marital gifts, including beds and monetary incentives, as they embarked on their new lives together. While some of these brides were widows or divorcees, a significant number were young girls who were not old enough to make informed decisions about marriage. This raises serious concerns about their future well-being.

 The aftermath of such weddings is a matter of grave concern and requires immediate attention. The initial excitement and tangible wedding gifts may fade away, but the harsh reality of these young girls’ situations remains. Entering marriage without the necessary maturity or understanding of marital life can have dire consequences, particularly for those ill-prepared for the challenges and responsibilities that come with it. The likelihood of these young brides seeking an escape at the first opportunity cannot be underestimated. Such scenarios highlight the urgent need for societal change and the need to adhere to international human rights standards, particularly about the rights and well-being of women and girls.

As Geraldine Terry aptly stated, the right of women to be free from violence is not only a fundamental human right but also an enabling one, similar to the rights to political participation and education. This introduction is a prelude to the excerpt below from my semi-autobiographical narrative, which delves deeper into these critical issues.

 As we observe the International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women, we must recognise these narratives as not merely distant tales but rather as genuine issues that impact real individuals. Every one of us possesses the potential to bring about positive change, whether through raising awareness, lending support to those affected, or educating ourselves and others about the signs of abuse and the available avenues of assistance.

As a reader, you are cordially invited to join this crucial cause. Delve deeper into the subject matter, discuss it within your community, and lend your support to organisations that tirelessly work towards eradicating violence against women. Your voice has the power to amplify the silenced cries of many, while your actions, no matter how small they may seem, have the potential to create significant and lasting change. Should you or someone you know be facing violence, do not hesitate to reach out to local support services for assistance. By working together, we can strive towards a world where no woman has to endure the pain and suffering of violence.

Let us remember that change begins with awareness, and awareness starts with each of us.

Tomorrow, before the cock crows, you must get out of this house and go to Orile-Agege and apologise to her,’ my Father said to my Mother.

‘Apologise, me? Are you saying that I, Abosede, should go to your sister who came into my house this afternoon and beat me up; go and tell her that I’m sorry?’

‘It’s an order. You must go and do it first thing tomorrow morning!’

‘Me, nitori, ki ni? Kayode, leave me! I’m not ready for your trouble tonight.’

“You can’t tell me that, oh. After the way you battered Subainatu this afternoon. Do you think I won’t know of your nonsense?’

‘I’m not surprised that you decided to take sides with your sister. I knew she had contacted you after she left here. That liar! You were not there to know what happened.’

‘I don’t have to be there. Have I not warned you not to react, no matter what she or any of my people do to you? You are a stupid woman! I can see that you won’t listen.’

‘Must you go to the extent of calling me stupid?’

‘Do you want to be beaten? Do you want to get up and come and slap me?’

“Please, I need to sleep if you don’t mind,’ Mama replied and turned with her back to him in the bed. She was bare-chested with just a wrap around her waist. 

‘Gbaass!’ He slapped her hard on the buttocks.

‘What is it, Kayode?’ She almost jumped out of the bed. 

‘Do you want to start again tonight? Why do you like creating unnecessary quarrels?’

‘Who are you to look me in the face and tell me that?’ He landed a heavy slap across her face.

‘My God, oh! You must kill me today,’ she cried as she rushed over and hung onto his trousers. ‘You must kill me oh!”

‘Let me finish the count of three, or else you will find yourself in Igbobi tomorrow. One! One and a half.’

“No, you must kill me oh!’ Mama held him tighter as she wept with tiredness. She lowered her head in defence.

‘Two!’ 

‘Kill me oh.’

‘I’m gently warning you now to leave me alone,’ he said and paused. He looked down at her as she held onto him without raising her head. He shook his head in fury. ‘Three!’ 

He descended heavily upon her!

‘Kayode has killed me oh!’  

He kicked her anyhow, unmindful of her fragility.  The wrap fell off, revealing her complete state of nudity.

 Despite this, she refused to let him go.  She pulled at his trousers, the only clothing on him. The zip came apart. Mama pulled the trousers down, revealing Papa’s dangling penis. 

She struggled to grab it. 

He saw her coming. He tried to dodge her, kicking her farther away from him. The more he did that, the more she strived to get his manhood.

‘Murderer, you want to kill me. I must finish you first.”

‘Not after I have silenced your clattering mouth.” He hit her harder in the face.

‘Aah, my face!’ She trembled, losing her grip on him.

He hit her again in the same place, tearing off the flesh. 

‘This will teach you a lesson not to fight with a man next time.’ As he said that, he continued hitting her mercilessly. 

Then he turned toward the door, and he saw me.  His right hand, raised to descend again on Mama, froze in the air.

 We stared at each other. He released Mama, who was more than glad to be free.

Suddenly, he looked ashamed, terribly ashamed! Then he braced up, exhibiting his ego. ‘You! What are you doing there? Won’t you go to school tomorrow?’

I did not answer him. Instead, I started to walk toward Mama.

‘My God, what kind of a life is this?’ She sat on the floor with blood plastered over her body, wailing in agony.

‘Hey, stop there, go to bed!’ He pushed me roughly back to the door.

“I want to stay with my mother!’ I cried stubbornly.

‘I said go back to your room.’

His voice thundered through my bones. I shivered and ran into the room Shade, and I shared whenever she came home on holiday. I stood behind the door and waited. I heard Mama’s continuous crying. 

I also listened to his movements. Then I heard him going away again, as usual.

 In a couple of minutes, he would be gone, and I would have the freedom to go to Mama. We would cry on each other’s shoulders until we fell asleep on the floor. Then, in the morning, I would wake to find myself on my bed. During the night, Mama would gently carry me back to my room.

The main outer door opened. My heart beat with excitement. I placed my fingers on my mouth, preventing any sudden outbursts. The door closed. In my head, I started counting: one, two, two, three, four. . . I could not concentrate. 

I crept away from behind the door. I opened it. I stepped out. I headed for my parent’s bedroom. I must cross the sitting room to get there.

He was there. He stretched his tall, huge body on the three-person sofa. He had tied his large blue bathroom towel around himself, concealing his manhood. 

I felt wet between my legs. The shock of seeing him had forced urine out of me. I dare not look down at my legs. I could hear my heart beating louder than usual. 

‘You this girl; how many times will I warn you not to interfere?’ 

He sat up, staring at me without any feeling. I must not look him in the face. I was glad of the distance between us. Inside, I prayed for my life. 

‘Come here!’

Another shot of urine burst out of me. It came in large volumes. My knee-length cream-coloured cotton blouse did little to cover it.

‘You should be ashamed of yourself. At twelve years old, you are still bedwetting. He’d noticed the urine pouring down. I moved toward him. My feet trembled. My teeth clacked together in a shiver. Sweat drenched my brow.

‘You touch my daughter, and I will break this over your crazy head!’ Mama came to my rescue. She held a big empty bottle of his favourite Guinness stout. 

A wave of relief swept through me. 

She was stark naked, with a bloody face. And she looked determined as she raised the bottle.

Papa laughed with a high, wicked tone. He looked from me to Mama. Then he lay back on the sofa. He closed his eyes.

I ran to Mama. I hugged her tightly.  She lowered the bottle, and then she folded her hands around me, still holding it in her hand.

‘Come,’ Mama whispered. We went to my room. I closed the door.

‘You must sleep.’

‘Please stay, Mama!’

‘I will. You sleep first.’

I jumped happily onto the bed. It was too small for both of us. It was just a bunk bed. Shade’s space was the lower one. I preferred it while she was not at home. Mama joined me. 

‘You have not peed.’

She got up. I stood up. I walked past her to the door. I stopped.

‘Go; he won’t come and stop you.’

I went to the toilet. I removed my wet pants. There was a tiny rat hole I discovered behind the toilet. I rolled the pants up.  I bent and pushed them into the hole. They fit without any struggle. 

I sat on the toilet with fear. Quickly, I forced out the urine while looking at the half-filled bucket near me. I did not pour its water into the toilet as I raced back to the room. I ensured the door was secured.

Mama had on one of Shade’s wraps. It looked smaller on her. For the moment, though, it was better than her nakedness. She’d also wiped clean her bloodied face and my escaped urine from the floor.

We dived under the bedcovers. 

‘This is too hot!’ I gasped.

‘I don’t need it either.’

We pushed away the bed cover to the end of the bed. 

I turned toward the wall with my back against Mama. I could feel her breath behind me. I could also smell her blood. My heart went out to her. She’d gone through much pain in the past twenty-four hours.

‘Sleep, Lola!’

‘Goodnight Ma!’

‘Goodnight my daughter.’

I remember after that, I continued my invisible counting in my head. I gradually dosed off. I was glad to be protected from the monster of a father.

 

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Professor Femi Badejo At 70: The Advocacy Of Equity

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By Toyin Falola

People who are well-grounded in understanding the operations of the universe would quickly tell anyone who cares to listen that life is about words, signs, and symbols. Individuals in this category do not suddenly come to that knowledge midway through their life’s journey but through experiences, exposure, and study.

Regardless of their cultural identity or ideological mindset, everyone would accept that many things that happen in life are circumscribed by universal signs and symbols, which ordinary or inexperienced people may not easily understand. For example, where people are born and the environment where they grow up are vital signs that sometimes determine the trajectory of their life journey.

These things constitute what should be called signs because where we are born, and the environment where we grow up is crucial in shaping a few things in our lives, especially how we see the world or how we socialize in it, leading to the manner of which we negotiate the unfurling activities. More importantly, one’s lifelong destiny is often shaped by confident choices that humans make, especially the choice of what career path to follow or one’s ambition concerning one’s intellectual evolution. Professor Badejo’s signs and symbols of greatness are easily unmasked by his life’s series of activities, especially his career choices. Anyone expert in political science and law should excel in what they do, except if they do not have enough discipline to see themselves through.

The world has long cultivated the habit of celebrating individuals with outstanding contributions to the human world, and it is no coincidence that Professor Badejo falls into this category. The signs have always been there that an individual of his intellectual strength and persuasion cannot but contribute significantly to the straightening of things in a chaotic world, particularly in their conviction that as the world operates today, issues and activities are not orderly or in a right direction to guarantee collective advancement.

It cannot be overemphasized that every moment in human history is always dotted with a fair share of critical problems that often demand outstanding individuals’ precocious ideas and creative ingenuity. Professor Badejo is a shining example of the quest to make the world a better place. His foundation in the legal profession is deliberate, for he understands early enough that people who would dare the devil in today’s global society must understand the operations of their activities and predict human steps. This way, they can make timely decisions that would change the tides of things for the good of everyone. As already implied, the world always faces a fair share of its challenges because there are individuals who are blessed to solve issues using their intellectual strength. As a professor and a professional in legal affairs, Badejo is very grounded in dissecting international issues so that people can have a proper overview of the interplays of power and contestation in the global community. In other words, if you intend to take advantage of the vulnerable systems of the world, people like Badejo would be there, reminding you of the atrocities sparked by the parochialism of your ambitions.

It is exciting to discover that Badejo has profound knowledge of political science, which places him in good condition to understand political figures’ operations, intentions, and inclinations toward whatever actions they embark on. It, therefore, makes it more rewarding for him to use his intellect to redefine public relations through political insights so that the human world will attain progress and sustain the one they have already accomplished. That Badejo has worked in different places, especially in international locations, using his educational insights and professional skills to improve the conditions of the world speaks highly of his dedication to making an indelible impact.

I cannot state enough how vital Badejo has been. As indicated, the signs that he would make such accomplishments exemplify his career choices. While we cannot deny his commitment to such ambitions, we cannot understate how he has dedicated himself to getting the best from his knowledge. We, therefore, cannot undervalue his dedication to academic engagements, as that forms the basis of his intellectual advancement today―one which continues to brighten his life in tremendous ways. At the international level, he has served in different capacities; the summary is that he was either contracted to use his wealth of experience to save the day or use his professional expertise to provoke a change.

His efforts in community development services, especially in his involvement with the international community or non-governmental organizations, have always demanded his intellectual support. This cannot even overshadow his contributions to building the world’s human capital. It is interesting to state that Professor Badejo is a teacher who has made substantial contributions to knowledge generally. Apart from being a seasoned researcher, he has always been dominant in teaching, producing a sizeable fraction of students who underwent tutelage under him. This explains why many people can attest to how profoundly this scholar has redefined how they see the world and the things in life. Teachers hold a good place in our collective lives because they sacrifice very much to mold people’s minds correctly.

Badejo belongs to the class of educators who make incredibly critical efforts to improve Africa. He has painstakingly conducted research to study different issues, especially in areas of political science and, by extension, the legal profession. His success is significant, and he is enthusiastic in his endeavors. I should inform you that although the activity of teaching is conventionally seen as restricted to the four walls of an institution, it, however, transcends such conceptual location; teaching is what we do when we enlighten groups of people, communities of learners, and class of individuals to impact them or provoke them to change socially.

It gets more enjoyable when you know that Badejo has made an invaluable impression on us all with his solid academic publications, from which many of us today learn. In 2024, Badejo published an exemplary work titled Nigeria Corruption Perception Data. Apart from the fact that this work produces an objective overview of how the country is perceived by its citizens and the world generally, it is also an indictment of the political class about how they manage the systems and institutions in the country, thereby affecting Nigeria’s political and economic destiny in some ways. One who knows Badejo knows that such academic engagements increase his adrenaline because it will use his intellectual expertise in that domain and allow him to present his thoughts or ideas to the people. He has consistently revealed to the world the undergarments of Nigeria’s political systems, especially how it has become vulnerable in the hands of the few who control it. In what manner and character does one explain the problems of unbridled leadership compared to how neocolonial Nigerian leaders have particularly (mis)managed the country’s available resources, demonstrating their myopic imagination about the future? Issues like this are always given the necessary attention, and it explains how Badejo addresses fundamental issues, not the periphery.

Perhaps because of his intellectual depth, he has consistently produced respectable works on African democracy, using the Nigerian situation as his experiment laboratory. On many occasions, he has suggested to the political elites that they should make conscious efforts towards transforming Nigeria’s democracy and save it from whatever problems it may face. He takes this position, knowing that it is the freedom highlighted by democracy that is fundamental to the creation of a functional society, which would produce the necessary atmosphere in which people can grow. He understands that although democracy may have internal failings and even complications that could be a threat, especially when mismanaged, it remains the only avenue through which divergent thinking can be amplified so that the best ideas and approaches can be born. Such an individual cannot but be celebrated and even appreciated for their invaluable contributions to the human world. They have paid their dues and thus would always be accorded royal treatment, for their voices remind us of what we should be as a collective and not what our impulses want us to be.

On May 15, 2025, I will offer an in-person tribute and a lecture in his honor.

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Natasha As Worthy Rebel

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By Tony Afejuku

Elegant Natasha. Handsome Natasha. Beautiful Natasha. Nice Natasha. Sharp Natasha. Clever Natasha. Natasha the envy of men and women. Natasha of several qualities – above all, Natasha the rebel; Natasha a worthy rebel. Natasha a good patriot that is a worthy patriot. Everything the columnist has just stated or has just outlined or has just highlighted constitutes his interpretation of Senator (Barrister, Mrs.) Natasha Akpoti-Uduaghan’s performance when she appeared before Arise News Good Morning Show on Friday, 28 February, 2025 to throw light on the drama that happened in the Senate a day or so before.

What was the drama on that day really about? What happened in the Senate between her and the Senate President was it really all about her seat re-allocation or re-assignment? Or, was it essentially about something else to entrap her – as she was allegedly told on the floor of the Senate on the afore-mentioned day of drama? The columnist saw everything as shown live on his television set that was privately power-generated (in this power-less or electricity-less clime) from the beginning to the end. The columnist wondered why, just why Natasha reacted the way she did, and why specifically she dared the Senate President the way she did. What was inevitably amiss? Why was/is Natasha claiming everybody’s attention the way she did (and she is still dong)? Why were her fellow senators, more than several of the male senators, I mean, flowing to her in her river of rebellion against the standards of the Senate that must be kept up? Was it because even if she was right in her classical democratic rebellion of a loner, it was necessary that the prestige of the great senators and that of their equally great but almighty President who is not more than first among equals should not be allowed to dwindle? And why was the Senate President so stupefied when Senator Natasha Akpoti-Uduaghan brandished Order 10 several times as she rebelliously but decorously stood her ground, grounds or no grounds? Did the Senate President at any time try to have a bite or a taste of Natasha’s inviting stupefacient something that had caused him the stupefaction I was allowed personally to notice by the inner master on that day that the rebellious one knocked him to stupor – or to a state of near-stupor before his like-minded senators came to his rescue? All these questions are significant ones (or must be significant ones) for all those who desire to find a factual and truthful solution to what is growing to be a pattern of values between the Senate President Godswill Akpabio and Senator (Mrs.) Natasha Akpoti-Uduaghan, the very wife of Mr. Godswill Akpabio’s good friend (or now erstwhile good friend?).

On Saturday, 29 February, 2025, that is, almost a week ago, I read entirely on pages 10-12 of Saturday Vanguard details of the Natasha Uduaghan-Godswill Akpabio problem and other proclamations, claims and counter-claims, including Natasha’s full interview she granted Arise News Good Morning Show which I had already alluded to. Natasha answered more than very satisfactorily all the questions put to her concerning the following: “allegations by a northern group”; “harassment of clerk and requests for CVs of staff”; “how the sitting arrangement issue started”; “denial of rights”; and “the night-cub incident.” My assertion(s) to each of her every answer is clearly clear and transparently transparent, and brings me to this conclusion: A highly brilliant and sharp female senator; a highly valuable, worthy, no nonsense female senator that Senator (Drs. Mrs.) Remi Tinubu, our President’s dear, dear wife, who is equally bright and brilliant, needs in her core team of patriots to help make our country reach its rightful destination. But I have no persuasive influence whatever upon her to make her see Natasha as I see her – or as I am seeing her. Yet I should tell her as the inner master tells me to say to her what I am now saying to her. Natasha certainly has her foibles – like all human-beings, including our one and only Godswill Akpabio. Her foibles, however, pale into nothing or insignificance in comparison with her positively rebellious bent and manner.
Since the matter between Senator Natasha Akpoti-Uduaghan and Senator Godswill Akpabio entered our television screens and newspapers and everywhere outside the main-stream media the Senate President has not deemed it right to claim our attention with at least one important line of defence from his own persuasive mouth. Why? Others, some of whom claim to be activists (activists my foot!) have been speaking for him. Why? If he does not want to say anything he should instruct his hangers-on, including his lawyer(s), his acolytes and cohorts and sycophants, and Natasha’s back-stabbers in the Senate, to keep mum until the brouhaha stills itself, evaporates and vanishes. But will it? I don’t think so until he transparently opens his line of persuasive rebuttal himself.

By the way, why did his wife, his damsel (who, like Natasha, is an impeccable communicator), come into the fray? What for? I saw her on television trying to persuade people like us in vain. After all said and done I exclaimed to myself “What for?” in the trope of a question. She said several things which I, as a literary detective and gleaner, punctured. I will only mention one or two here. (After all, I am not Natasha’s lawyer as I am not Unoma’s lawyer). She said, among other things, that no woman or women ever complained against her disciplined darling husband as a governor or minister – if I heard her well. I chuckled. No woman or women who succumbed to the sheets-whims-and-caprices of her darling governor- or minister- husband would complain openly or in loud silence to Unoma or to anyone for that matter close to Unoma. I put this to Unoma as a literary gleaner who is ever objective come rain or sunshine. Secondly, her open swipe at Natasha’s husband has drawn the very decent man who cannot hurt a fly out of his refined shell. I am sure that she and her disciplined husband have since seen and read the mature and refined letter of the highly cultured Alema of the very beautifully great Kingdom of Warri, the envy of many kingdom-less kingdoms, on what has been that shouldn’t have been.

There are other things I want to say but which I am nicely holding back as a top Niger Delta personage. What I can do best is to immerse myself in my own quiet way on how to bring this matter to a good and transparent end. The Senate President and the Alema of Warri must meet to resolve the knot in the favour of their friendship and that of the people of the whole of the Niger Delta and beyond. The situation needs to be remedied. I know how, but I won’t open my mouth wide here. For the time being, however, Natasha, our worthy rebel, needs to be appeased with appeasable appeasement by appeasers agreeable to the parties and all the parties in our Niger Delta and the Confluence State and beyond. I hope I am not building castles in Spain. Phew!

Afejuku can be reached via 08055213059.

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IBB In The Annals Of Civil Service Reforms In Nigeria

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By Tunji Olaopa

The autobiography is a most delicate, complex and indeed disruptive art form. It is the autobiographer’s authorial insistence to be heard in terms of his or her narrative addition to a historical discourse. In fact, it is the autobiographer’s narration of the historical event from his or her own perspective. And more often than not, when the autobiographer is a fundamental participant in the event, the complexities of that event and the circumstances surrounding it are multiplied. Only very few autobiographies enjoy global approval. And that is because the art form is seen as an ego trip. That sentiment is summed up by the English biographer, Humphrey Carpenter: “Autobiography is probably the most respectable form of lying.” This is even made worse if the protagonists are critical individuals whose lives have affected national trajectories. General Ibrahim Badamasi Babangida (IBB) is one such critical protagonist, and his autobiography has arrived.

A Journey in Service has since started generating lots of furors in all strata of the Nigerian public space, online and offline. Lots of opinions have tied IBB to several significant historical moments in Nigeria, especially the annulment of the June 12 elections, and the demise of MKO Abiola. What many have conveniently glossed over, and a case I have consistently made, is that personal narrative in the forms of autobiography and memoirs serve a unique function in terms of their historical import. If A Journey in Service had not been written, we will all be gasping within the yawning silence of the political and administrative gaps that ought to have been filled with whatever the autobiographer has to say. But now it has been written, and we can then commence the journey of unraveling how the narrative fits or fails to fit in with the existing accounts of Nigeria’s political development.
This personal narrative has a critical import for me as a historian of Nigeria’s administrative and reform trajectories. The Babangida administration played a very fundamental role in articulating a significant portion of Nigeria’s administrative reform architecture. And so, that portion of the trajectory, and the entire institutional reform agenda of the Nigerian state, will not be complete without adding the voice and perspective of the key protagonist to the understanding of how the reform policy emerged. No matter what anyone thinks, the imperative of national history demands that such an account be added to the stock of what we already know, and to flesh out a better understanding of what we already know. The idea therefore is to see how the protagonist, no matter the groundswell of national opinion for or against him, fits into a larger picture of the political and administrative frameworks that enable us to see where the nation is coming from and where it is headed.

This is a task every institutional reformer must long for without getting sidetracked by sentimental opinion that accords blame and slings mud. This is part of what makes IBB and A Journey in Service such a delight for me. Unfortunately, the head of the historic administration does not consider that irreducible reform agenda that distinguishes his administration so significantly as to celebrate its conception, elements and operation, as well as its limitations, in a significant autobiography. That responsibility has been passed to posterity. This piece rescues that fundamental omission.

The pre-Babangida administrative reform narrative must always revert back to the 1974 Udoji Commission. That Commission is singular because it was the first to attempt an alignment between Nigeria’s reform efforts and the emerging managerial revolution in public administration across the globe. The Udoji Commission took its immediate inspiration from the Lord Fulton Committee of 1968 in Britain. The task of the Fulton Report was to inquire into the capability readiness of the British civil service to confront the modern British society and its technological complexity. Fulton’s most significant recommendation was the displacement of the cult of generalist amateur civil servants in an approaching administrative dispensation that requires a critical mass of new managers who possess the professionalism and specialist expertise to harness the talents needed to make the civil service economic, effective and efficient.
By the time the Udoji Commission was inaugurated, Nigeria had also reached the critical juncture where it became imperative to ask whether the Weberian assumptions underlying the British administrative legacy were capable of tackling the urgent governance requirement of a postcolonial society. The wage impasse which the system had been confronting before independence, for the Commission, was a symptom of a deeper administrative malady represented by a bureaucratic culture that had arrested innovation and entrepreneurial creativity in the analysis and implementation of policies. Managerialism therefore provides the most timely and perfect means of making the civil service system align with the goals of national development.

The Udoji Commission went on to leverage the global good practice of the time that calls for a new style of public service that deploys new management techniques of Planning, Programming and Budgeting System (PPBS), Management by Objectives (MBO), the precursor of what is today called the performance management system, project management system, among others, that were totally alien to the Nigerian public service, at the time. The new management architecture that the envisioned management system would have institutionalized would obviously have been inadequate but would have laid a critical substructure that would have set Nigeria on the new productivity paradigm that assisted Malaysia, Singapore, the Asian Tigers and many other developing countries that are within Nigerian global ranking at the time.

The most devastating blows that the civil service suffered were those created not by it but the governance tradition that militarism and “New Federalism” of the post-civil war years created where the rigorous analytical frame that governed development investment got replaced with the unreflective “with immediate effect” command and control governance tradition which created huge process, policy, capacity, performance and resource gaps. The Udoji Commission and its limitations, as well as the succeeding Phillips and Ayida Commissions, could be understood only within this military tradition of which IBB was a significant part. When he assumed office in 1985, one of the most immediate decisions was, according to his admission, the need to “strengthen the practice of the presidential system with clear economic, political, and social reforms to strengthen the nation as a constitutional democracy based on the presidential system.” Assuming the title of a “President” was therefore more than a mere nominal gesture to narcissism. Rather, he said, it was “a summation of our consensus on the need to preserve and strengthen the presidential system and make it work better for the nation.”

But a nominal title was not enough. A commitment to the presidential system, IBB insisted, defined the necessity of “structuring a reform programme around institutions to make it work.” And given the tension that already was prevalent in the heated polity, IBB surmised, the reforms that must make any significance must be as comprehensive as the administration could make it. And the first act of symbolic gesture was negative: the urgency of the need “to review the various draconian decrees, convictions, and pending cases that bordered on human rights violations.” The Exchange Control (anti-sabotage) Decree 7 and Decree 4 (Public Officers Protection Against False Accusation) had to be significantly reviewed. This was followed by the real positive task of reforming the economy and governance in ways that go beyond “knee-jerk populist reflexes.”

The task, in governance and economic terms, was therefore to “Remove the government from the role of an enormous money changer to that of an enabler of the appropriate economic environment. We also needed to let the economy, in general, breathe more freely.” It was to liberalize the economy and make government an able enabler rather than occupying the ‘commanding heights of the economy.”

Unfortunately for us all, IBB fails to dwell on what could have been a defining dimension of A Journey in Service, the civil service reform framework of the Babangida administration. This is shocking but revealing in itself. One possible reason is that the author subsumed the civil service reform under the broader political reforms: “Our political programme targeted the critical areas of political and socio-cultural restructuring highlighted by the Political Bureau report: the party system, the electoral process, including election administration, the federal structure, the civil service, and the problem of succession, including political leadership.”

And yet, this fails to do justice to the significance of the Babangida administration and its inheritance of the Dotun Philips Commission from the Buhari-Idiagbon administration. The Phillips Study Team is significant because it had the task of re-organizing the operations of the civil service in terms of professionalism that will eventually align it with the managerial revolution recommended by Udoji. And that reform effort alone cements his administration’s significance in the annals of administrative history in Nigeria, and a fundamental contribution to the cumulation of reform knowledge in Nigeria. IBB already gave the significant intellectual basis of the restructuring that was an imperative: to achieve “national rebirth and future greatness,” there is a need for political and economic restructuring that frees up the national space for transformation. And one way to do this, according to him, was cultivate intellectuals: “We needed the input of intellectuals to enlighten the business of government.” There was also the crucial need for the public service as the engine of government business. It beats me how IBB did not see that.

The Dotun Philips Study Group was constituted by the Buhari-Idiagbon administration in 1985, with the objective of undertaking an interrogation of the structure, mode of operation and strategy of the civil service in the light of contemporary administrative situation, as well as finding means by which the eroded professionalism of the system could be restored. After the 1985 coup, Babangida inherited the study group and transformed it into a full-blown commission whose task was to keep up with the objective of aligning the spirit of managerialism and a professionalized civil service with the form and spirit of presidentialism. This was to be incorporated into the total package of the Civil Service Reforms through a Civil Service Reorganisation Decree No. 43 of 1988. Given the administration’s concern with the rigid Soviet-styled centralization of the economy and the need to open the economy up to market forces, it was only logical that the administration would adopt the critical managerial principle of letting managers manage by having greater control on critical resources. This possesses the capacity to inspire a wholesale decentralization of the HRM function to MDA. The policy choice here is between centralized resource governance for example where the civil service commission wields constitutional powers for recruitment, promotion and discipline exercised at top management levels by the Commission while delegating the powers to MDAs at middle to lower levels.

The Philips reform was compromised essentially because (a) it took the issues involved in professionalism too far (for instance, by attempting to make a professional out of everybody within the civil service); and (b) its own unique managerial thrust was directed towards integrating the civil service into the presidential system of government, with one unintended consequence being that professionalization turned into politicization through an attempt, for instance, that turned an administrative post (permanent secretary) into a political one (director-general). And yet, this is not a failure because it was a logical reform complement to the short-circuited Udoji Commission recommendation of a public service founded on performance management, and its underlying managerial philosophy was significant in getting the Babangida administration its governance template for transforming national development.

I insist that an administration is only as good as its reform agenda, both in design and implementation. The Babangida administration gave Nigeria’s reform trajectory one of the key moments in the protracted attempt to translate the gains and efficiencies of a managerial opportunity to a bureaucratic system.

. Olaopa is a Professor of Public Administration and Chairman,
Federal Civil Service Commission .

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