The lightning speed with which Femi Fani-Kayode put together his latest call for mass suicide to Ndigbo in response to the unfortunate (and dangerous) press release by SSS over the killing of Fulani Herdsmen in Aba has left me wondering; Why is Femi bent on hoodwinking and brainwashing a section of Ndi Igbo? What is his interest and/or ulterior motives in matters relating to Ndigbo? His love for Ndigbo? Hallucination over his unsavory romance with Igbo ladies?
Having followed Femi’s diabolic vomits for some time now, I have come to the conclusion that he is a foul-mouthed psycho-terrorist brainwashing Ndi Igbo. And he is succeeding just as Boko Haram is succeeding with the young girls that blow themselves up for a cause they don’t understand. The evidence that he is succeeding could be seen in the numerous Umu Igbo sharing his poison on social media and asking you to forget the messenger and just swallow the message.
But if the messenger has been diagnosed with a chronic case of bipolar political disorder, should we be listening to him? Most importantly, if you arrive at the conclusion that the ultimate goal of the messenger is to sacrifice the blood of Umu Igbo at the altar of nation building, do I still want to read his trash? It’s okay for Femi to proclaim his prophesies of imminent war in Nigeria, but why must he choose Umu Igbo as the vessel to igniting the unquenchable fire that will consume everyone?
The brave hunter D.O. Fagunwa in Ogboju Ode ninu Igbo Irunmole said; I can dance and you can beat the drum, let us cooperate. But when Femi rolled out his broken drums for the Yoruba nation, they abandoned him at the market square and refused to dance. So, he wandered east, crossing the Niger River and settled at the bank of Njaba River. He rerolled out his broken drums again, but this time, some Umu Igbo came out dancing.
Some Umu Igbo welcomed the outcast. They forgot that you cannot wipe away the scars of the civil war by committing suicide. Yes, suicide, that’ what Femi is urging Umu Igbo to do. You see, that a psycho-terrorist appears to be singing the song that tickles your heart does not mean you should swallow everything coming out of his diarrhea infested mouth hook, line and sinker. I therefore want my brothers to stop asking me to read what Femi is scribbling with his toes for he is simply an Ochongonoko – a homeless spirit (evil) looking for a host to devour in order to cleanse himself. No need wasting my time here with what he wrote (and truly believe) about Ndigbo in one of those his transient bipolar states.
If Femi is not reminding Ndigbo that the “future belongs to the oppressed” he is telling Nigerians of “a well-orchestrated attempt to Islamise our country and suppress the practice of Christianity”.
Yesterday it was, “why would the younger generation of the Igbo not agitate and fight for the establishment of Biafra? Today he is questioning why Ndi Igbo should be held back from retaliation (killing Fulani men).
I will leave it there as I wouldn’t like to descend to Femi’s level of psycho-paralytic analysis of events in Nigeria. But remember that yesterday, just yesterday he was part of the political class that plundered the national wealth and even headed the campaign for the reelection of the most dangerously corrupt administration in Nigeria. I don’t know what suddenly changed. But, even if you are to agree with his insinuations and call for Armageddon, as Onye Igbo, have you asked yourself why the blood of your people, your brothers, sisters, mothers and fathers must be sacrificed for the ‘emancipation’ of Nigeria?
What Femi is doing is craftily inflating the emotions of some Umu Igbo and pushing them to artificial height rather than pointing them to true self-assessment. Paraphrasing Abd-ru-shin (The Grail Message), in order to ascent as to real height, these Umu Igbo should first descend from this artificial height Femi has pushed them to. It is our sons and daughters that are currently being slaughtered by the crude security forces in the streets of Aba and Onitsha, not Femi’s sons, and definitely not his brothers and cousins.
As Ndigbo, whenever we feel aggrieved, we should take the fight to our state houses in Awka, Enugu, Owerri, Umuahia and Abakaliki; we should hold the elected senators and members of the Federal house hostage when they come back home. We can and should galvanize these energy currently being wasted on our streets by mobilizing signatures and recalling non performing elected officials. That’s positive energy and not this present acts of inflicting wound on ourselves- cutting our nose to spite our face.
You know I know what you are thinking; I am Buhari’s apologist and as such should not be taken serious. Yes, I am his apologist (on many issues), but this time I am seeking relevance in a different context: relevance in making sure that my generation did not repeat the same mistakes of my father’s generation. For those fasting and praying for Biafra, be reminded that the average number of years of the wars for the actualization of two youngest independent states in Africa (Eritrea and South Sudan) is 25 years. In the last Biafran war, we managed to survive thirty months with about 2 million lives lost. That is not hoodwinking, but the reality of war you should have in your head (not your heart) as you nod to the beat of war from Femi’s broken drums.
Now, let me introduce myself to you Femi; this is Segwo, Nwa Onye Nkuzi, and I have been granted full authority by the spirit of my father and forefathers to address you. I will thus address you in the language in which immortals speak to men (I got permission from Chinua Achebe).
The restless spirit of Femi, I salute you. The contagious virus attempting to ignite ethno-religious cleansing in Nigeria; clap for yourself (with your legs). While you are trying to figure that out, know it that you are a stranger to the pains and suffering of my people during the last civil war in Nigeria and as such your display of sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity. While my people were killed and slaughtered, you were at your mama’s back eating akara and thus, knew not the pains of the treacherous journey of the civil war. Now, you are beating your drums of war, inciting my people to go and commit another mass suicide.
Femi, you are a war monger and I rebuke you to leave my people alone. My advice is that the earlier you stop viewing everything in Nigeria with your cracked ethnic and religious lens, the quicker you bipolar paralysis will be cured. While you may be getting all the attention for the “wrong” or “right” reasons, your bigoted incitement have no place in the discussion of a realistic solutions to “Igbo problem” nor Nigeria problem. Your political ideology emphasizes difference, disunity and destruction rather than the qualities of unity, productive and constructive energy that every Onye Igbo needs to thrive and survive in different parts of Nigeria. Your negative inducement and mobilization of ill-informed elements in South East will only perpetuate the alienation of Ndi Igbo from the root of our existence.
To my people Umu Igbo, I will sound the last trumpet; rather than promoting hatred with Femi, I urge you to find ways of promoting freedom without destroying the very ingredients that might be essential to the vibrancy of Igbo nation. To think and act otherwise will only qualify you, together with Femi as loudmouth-terrorists to the same Igbo nation you are struggling to “save”.
On a final note, know it that every Onye Igbo in Nigeria is an anthill. Every corner of Nigeria is a soil and we all know that an anthill is a brother to the soil. So, do not destroy nor contaminate the soil.
A tuoro omara, o mara, a tuoro ofeke, o fenye ishi n’ohia. I know you know why I won’t interpret this proverb.
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I wish you wrote the same about the real threat to Nigeria – fulani herdsmen. I wonder what incited your brain to say that biafra war was a mistake. Nwanna you disappointed me.
Go and read history very well and you will understand that Igbos never planned to go to war or secede. We were pushed to the wall. And as gallant men we struck.