TURN, BY TURN - My Turn, Your Turn, Them Turn, Our Turn…

TURN, BY TURN  -  My Turn, Your Turn, Them Turn, Our Turn…

Academia, intellectualism, all bonkum!

…discus in the open space….

Erucidite contributions by intellectuals recently in an open space discussion by which bold statements were made regarding the Nigeria judiciary and politics.

High powered delegates representing politicians and the judiciary listened attentively.

A PhD holder was point blank in laying the blame squarely on the electoral body, INEC and the Judges.

He expressed shock at the ruling of the five supreme court judges that INEC was at liberty not to transmit the election results, contrary to an earlier promise made by INEC, which was bound under the law,  to transmit election results.

He explained that INEC cannot enact a decree, and turn around to contravene the decree without an overriding edict. Once the promise was made into an act, INEC was bound by it.

Wao! That made a whole bunch of sense. Punchy!

Another female speaker who also did not mince words, declared that there was the need to regulate marriages.

Haba!

Admittedly, you cannot regulate love, however,  a situation where a sitting senator, or governor is married to a judge, who presides over a case involving the polititician cannot be true justice delivered in favor of her husband, who openly assures his colleagues in the house that he had sorted out matters in the bedroom.

Phew! What a bite on the jugular.

If your wife must be a judge, then the husband should not venture into politics, was her opinion.

Another point the female speaker made was that, before becoming a political leader, or a judge, the person is first a Nigerian citizen.

So, who is a citizen?

A candidate in the last election declared that it was his turn to rule the country. Our female  speaker posed the question, “Are you also waiting for your turn?”

“What do you expect when I get into the office?” She said, “My priority would be to first sort myself out. The country comes secondary.”

See, so we all know where the problem lies, but are unwilling to address them squarely. Rather, we keep playing the ostrich; head deep in the sand: see no evil; hear no evil; speak no evil.

All is well and cool, just waiting for our turn to jump on the gravvy train; dig into the juicy, oily crude and fly away first-class and in private jets to squander abroad and shuttle back for more gravy…while the masses scrunge for a hard day’s living daily bread.

Who gives a goddamn two bits…

-          All academic, intellectual gobbledygook, bunk, bonkum, bonkombe.

Keep safe.