Prof. Wole Soyinka Speaks Truth To Power: Jabs At James Ibori, Peter Odili, PDP, Obasanjo, Generator Contractors And Corrupt Governors

In a sweeping speech that had his hosts mostly uncomfortable on their seats, Nobel Laureate Wole Soyinka, gave a powerful speech at the South South Summit in Asaba. Watch! and read the full speech below:Prof. Wole Soyinka’s Speech Speaking Truth To Powerful Gang Of Corrupt Nigerian Governors In Delta State




I must begin by thanking you for the honour of this invitation to address you. I am glad that I did not have to decline, pleading the truthful excuse that I am, unfortunately, still saddled with a heavy load of unfinished business elsewhere. In any case, I have come to accept that it is a condition of human existence to be saddled with this particular affliction - unfinished business – that sense of an incomplete mission. The difference between one individual and the next is perhaps that some know this, while others do not. With individuals, this distinction does not matter a great deal. We go into retirement with a sigh of mission accompli, convinced that one’s self-imposed, fortuitous, or mysteriously transmitted mission in life has indeed been fulfilled.  Or perhaps we simply shrug our shoulders in resignation, saying, ‘Enough is enough, let others take over from here.’ No matter the variant, we are still buried with our own self-assessment, accurate or misconceived.


            A sense of mission, and the identification of such a mission varies from individual to individual, from institution to institution, from community to community, with or without relationship to one’s social status or formal responsibilities. For instance, you might read that the United Nations is sending a fact-finding mission to the Sudan to check on al-Bashir’s compliance with its latest directives. Or that Amnesty International has sent a fact-finding mission to Burma, to see whether the Burmese military dictators were truly easing up on their stranglehold on Burmese democracy, ensure that the mere concession of an electoral exercise, or the release of the opposition leader Aung Suu Kyi, is not mere cosmetic, an excuse to clamp others into detention or retain despotic powers by other means. Peace missions, or peace initiatives – sometimes known, in the latest Nigerian parlance as Peace Advocacy - are also just as commonplace. A former head of state in this nation went on what he considered a peace advocacy mission to a group of rampaging psychopaths who had laid siege to the nation. We may argue from here to eternity about the appropriateness of that motion, especially its timing, but at least he had some credentials for his undertaking, and it would appear that the proposal came from some of those who thought – rationally or with pathetic naiivette – that he might play a useful role in stemming the tide of blood. The former Secretary General of the United Nations, Kofi Annan, was sent on a mission to Syria, in an attempt to stop the Butcher of Damascus using his people for target practice, and endeavour to bring both sides to the negotiating table. Peace missions - or advocacy - come in various shapes and guises. Quite a number of them are self-ascribed. Many successful ones, such as that undertaken by a little known Irish group, worked quietly, unpublicized but effectively to bring an end to the decades long civil war in Mozambique. By contrast there are others which only end up afflicting their target areas with all the bristling paraphernalia of war, appropriate to themselves a disproportionate amount of the security resources of a nation to inflict peace on a perfectly peaceful environment, and with maximum gaudiness and ostentation. Variously also deflected as a thank-you mission, they move from state to state with all the extravagant baggage and panoply of feudal potentates visiting vassal states. They seize up traffic in throbbing commercial capitals, bring all motion to a halt, insisting on a gift of peace on a state which never evinced any indications of warfare nor asked for peace evangelism. The places where the nation may be said to have be at war are known all over the world, not just within Nigeria, but they do not venture there. No, it is to states which are in the throes of peace, which evince no need of peace healing, that the ministrations of such peace physicians lead what end up memorably as carnivalesque caravans of disruption.


            Traffic is tied up. Security is tied up. Productive motion is tied up. Commerce is tied up. Governance is tied up. Individual, corporate, even leisure schedules are tied up - all to pander to bristling head-ties tied up in a floating parade of gorgeous fabric, sterile, provocative and contemptuous of the rights of others to their own desperate mission, the mission of generating the life-sustaining morsel for family and self. A vanity parade born perhaps of boredom or a feeling of neglect, this banal extravaganza, which attained obscene heights with the military, has transferred to our supposedly democratic environment under various pretexts, guzzling funds and guzzling the productive time of others. Productive motion is held to a standstill and citizen rights are trampled upon. This disrespectful misappropriation of public space that exists primarily for the movement of goods and humanity, especially by the unelected, by mere appendages to constitutional power, has become a culture of spousal aggression and can only beget a response of disrespect and ridicule from those it most affects. There are numerous, far more creatively effective ways of bringing the train of peace evangelism to places in need, or not in need, and these do not involve the usurpation of the daily mission of millions by the mission of any one individual.


            Where were we? Oh yes, we were embarking on the theme of missions.  Every individual does have, or is entitled to have his or her own self-assessment of the level of achievement of a life mission – it does not matter in the least what that mission might be. The sense of satisfaction in the fulfillment of that mission, or regrets about its non-fulfillment remains primarily an individual assessment, and one that accompanies each individual to his or her grave. With nations however, there is little room for such indifference, and the reason is simple: individuals vanish but nations endure – at least in one form or another - and nations impact on the quality of existence of each transient occupant. Each occupant therefore has a stake in the fortunes of the nation, a stake that, proportionately speaking, equates the eternity that we have optimistically conceded to the life-span of the nation. The unfinished business of nation being is thus not one to which we, as individuals, can afford to remain indifferent. In many more ways than we like to admit, the nation defines its citizen. This means that the citizen remains unfinished, a creature in the limbo of identity, leading an improvised, unsecured and uncertain existence, until the nation itself can boast of a recognizable and functional identity.


            I do not refer merely to unfinished business as in governance business -  policy making, planning, execution, and so on. No, I refer to that far more fundamental, unobtrusive, but nonetheless comprehensive seizure of nation being. Some nations are wise enough to acknowledge their state of incompletion, and take steps - even while the business of governance remains uninterrupted - to tackle this essential business head on, addressing the very history that brought them into being and examining the factors - both positive and negative - that have shaped their existence since they began to recognise, and conduct themselves as nations. Others muddle on, immured in an impenetrable carapace of complacency. They list their achievements, both internal and external - economic buoyancy, a prestigious foreign policy, low level of unemployment, a highly literate society, eradication of diseases, uninterrupted electric power, potable water and other indices of enhanced civic life, even IMF and World Bank approbation etc. etc -  as proof of the claim that they have “arrived”, and can confidently assess themselves as nations, beyond the mere naming. They refuse to recognise that some at least - not necessarily all but some part - of a suppressed social malaise or political fractiousness can be traced to the basic issue of the unfinished aspect of their self-constitutive process. This includes those who cannot boast of even these medals of achievement, those who, long after any self-respecting nation should have been weaned, continue to insist that their endemic negative symptoms are merely “teething problems.” Such nations are clearly on a self-destruct trajectory.


            Permit me to cite as analogy the ordeal of one my children who, one day, during a routine basket ball game, collapsed and passed out. Until then, he had experienced intermittent breathing problems – they were put down as mild attacks of asthma and allergy – you know, increase in pollen counts with seasonal changes and so on. Until then however, nothing as drastic as an actual faint had ever occurred. Fortunately, one of the paramedics who were called to the scene felt that this was more than a mere asthmatic attack, or equally benign incident – and so began a series of tests which merely increased the bafflement of the diagnostic clinics and their specialists.  A period of round-the-clock monitoring was prescribed. He was banned from any further sporting activities and was strapped to a gadget that communicated directly to an emergency centre for any sign of recurrence. No matter where he was, a fully equipped ambulance was on call, ready to rush him to a clinic in case of a life-threatening recurrence – all this, while various images of his heart, lungs, full body and brain scans were subjected to analysis. The trouble was that some of these scans gave off contradictory images, which simply drove the doctors to distraction.


            In the end, the mystery was solved. His condition was a heart tumour, but not just any tumour. It was that uncommon type which has a habit of sinking back into the wall tissues of the heart, and then pulsing outwards, so that sometimes the instruments showed only one, but at other times, two or three growths. Evidently these extrusions would sometimes impede the regular flow of blood, which had led to his passing out in the first instance. In one of these sophisticated machines, one could actually watch the tumour change shape and contours, flattening back invisibly into the wall. The option had already been decided upon - open-heart surgery – but it was necessary to do a thorough study of the behaviour of this pulsating growth before embarking on the drastic process.


            That decision was only the beginning. The surgical team had to go back to school – that is, they were compelled to look up prior cases, consult surgeons who had carried out similar operations. Video recordings were exchanged. Finally, D-day. It was, I must confess, an unnerving experience to see your son’s heart taken out of his body while he was attached to an artificial heart that kept the blood pumping to his system. As if that was not enough, we learnt that, after the heart was re-attached and resuscitated, it suddenly stopped beating. Injections, administration of electric shocks – the surgeons did what they were trained to do and he survived.


            Now, why have I bothered to go into details? Simply to ensure that you do not overlook the mission that has –  I presume – brought  us here today. The realities that compelled you – again, presumably – to demand of yourselves what is missing from the delivery of responsible governance and thus, seek strategies for their fulfillment. You know that if that youth had been in our part of the world, he would be long dead. And that applies to many deficiencies that your citizens face – not merely in terms of the quality of life they lead, but even the very threats to survival in numerous fields of routine activities.


             That is Lesson One. Many here have at least one such story of deliverance, of an extract from real life that barely escaped tragedy. Others were not so lucky. The stories they have to tell did not have such a happy ending. We must not however lose sight of the analogy, which goes deeper than the incidental vagary of the health of one individual, but concerns the corporate body. Even the greatest pundits can be wrong about the health of any organism - human, institutional, or national. I am speaking here of the deceptiveness of appearances – those of you who are soccer addicts would have read recently of the collapse and death of an Italian player – my eye caught the news because the story reached backwards to refer to similar tragedies, sudden deaths of other athletes who had evinced no sign whatsoever of a weakness in their anatomy.  It happens all the time. This nation must surely recall the shocking case of Kanu. Institutions are no different – just see how the banking system in the most advanced countries suddenly collapsed, creating a domino effect that saw seemingly robust economies collapse one after the other. But here again, we are still speaking simply of parts of a functioning totality, not the entirety.  A deep malaise may defy the most astute diagnostic minds, leading to a complacent reading of its state of health. If however, there is a sound, fundamental structure that holds the totality together, that totality will override flawed mechanisms of the parts – this is what is pulling many European nations out of the rut. Lucky, therefore, is that entity that is urged from time to time to examine and re-examine the very walls, tissues and muscles of the heart that pump blood into its system. That it is beating sturdily does not mean that there are no tumours embedded within its very interstices, waiting its moment to strike while bounding confidently from one field of undertaking to the next, overriding one hidden trauma after another, but progressively weakened by each trauma inducing experience.


            Most mortals do need to be left alone to find their feet after any traumatic experience. The nation is no different, the most enfeebling traumatic experiences in the Nigerian instance being both the civil war and years of military rule. There is also the affliction of illegitimacy –the dubious legitimacy of a large percentage of representatives of the people’s supposed political will at the centre, at the federal and national assemblies and even in the lodges of executive governors. The percentage of occupational illegitimacy did admittedly decrease over the last elections but, we still do know, and they know that we know, that even in a seventy-five percent perfect election, properly conducted, a vast number of the present ‘honourables’, senators and governors, could never have caught the sheerest whiff of the wood varnish on the seats they now occupy. Some of these are the most vociferous, most assiduous in their denunciation, indeeed demonisation of the very notion of a genuine convocation of peoples, that is, a convocation outside the sanctuary, privilege and self-interest of the homes of illegitimacy, the convocation of a people who wish to examine their present and decide their future.


            Let me declare here that I have taken a decision never again to add my voice to that call, having joined with others  - two of whom are now dead – to let the judiciary pronounce, at the very least, a symbolic judgment on whether what now passes for a ‘people’s constitution’ is indeed any such product of a people’s will, or yet another product of illegitimacy hung around the nation’s neck like a noose. That I shall no longer add my voice to that call however does not mean that I abandon the right to examine, even if only as a contextual exercise, the antecedents of that call, its provocation, the distortions it has endured, and continues to endure, the potential consequences of its rejection, and perhaps the true motivations of its opposing or evasive voices.


            Northwards from this very spot where we are gathered, a daily decimation of our  humanity pronounces its diabolical judgment on the structure that still struggles to deserve the name nation, calling in question, through its fiery monologues, the very legitimacy of our nation being. Let me take this opportunity however to stress to us all within the nation that this ongoing catastrophe is not the burden of any one part of the nation by itself, but a fight of survival for the totality of its humanity. The antecedents of the present national crisis may seem particularized, the carnage concentrated on a geographical sector – at least for now - the solution nonetheless remains the responsibility of the entirety of the constituent parts. There is an immeasurable gulf between taking up arms against the state and declaring war against humanity.


            I recall a cry from a stricken heart – metaphorically speaking this time –  when the United States of America invaded Iraq under the pretext of looking for weapons of mass destruction. The Arab League happened to be holding its session at the time, and its Secretary-General was reported to have exclaimed: “the inhabitants of hell have been let loose”.  Several members of that League thought he was merely being alarmist. The US president, George Bush certainly thought so too, especially once he had overrun the defences of the deluded tyrant Saddam Hussein. Several years after, not merely the Middle East, but the entire world is still attempting to cope with the rampages of the successors of those fiends from hell, unleashed through past global defaults admittedly, but also ministering to their own innate demonism, determined to drag the rest of the world down into their own private and collective hells.


            What applied to Iraq is both pertinent to, and apparent in Nigeria – evade it how we will. The rejects even of hell have indeed been let loose, but many prefer to shy away from the question: who let them loose. How long was the present scenario in preparation? For how long was the mind-set of its direct perpetrators nurtured, for how long were impressionable minds doctored, warped and then homicidally re-focused?  Was it through secular ideological indoctrination – let us say, a Marxist revolutionary orientation?  Or was it through the theocratic, serving however the power obsession of a minority? This is a basic enquiry that should precede all else. However, the nation has elected, in the main, to climb aboard the conveyance of evasion, bound for the bunker of denial. Those who unleashed the denizens of hell are among us, they did not come from outer space, they are known, and they know where their myrmidons retreat while they prepare their next outrage on the populace. I invite you to take a hard look, for instance, at the photos of those killers of the Italian and British hostages, finally trapped in Kaduna. Do you seriously think that they – and hundreds like them - are independent actors in the ongoing rampages? Does anyone still believe that they sponsored themselves to training grounds, on this continent or outside, in some infernal regions, for their deadly mastery of weapons of human evisceration? Their sponsors are not phantoms. They are real. They exist among us. But, phantoms or not, today, they are afraid. Their own agents of destruction have turned upon them, demanding evidence of preparations of the theocratic utopia that was dangled before them, a utopia founded on theocratic myopia that nerved them to acts of total disregard for fellow humanity and a passion for self-immolation.


            How do we disable such forces? Let me insist on the negative – not by appeasement. Not by utterances or gestures of appeasement. Those who seek to dominate others do not understand the language of appeasement. To them it translates as endorsement, multiplies their self-righteousness and urges them to even greater acts of contempt for humanity.  Dialogue is a cultured, always commendable device – in principle. However, I must call attention to a fervent contradiction – within this general field of dialogue - that appears to have escaped certain among our pundits of dialogue at all costs. Here it goes:


            On the one hand, those very voices are on their knees urging dialogue on the assailants. On the other, those whose call for dialogue – but on a wider, national scale - holds out the possibility, at the very least, of a holistic apprehension of the far-reaching causes and prescriptions for remedial action for the guarantee of a future, are told to go and have their heads examined. Therein lies the contradiction. A force for blind violence comes to the fore, a force that manifests utter contempt for that very civilized facilitator of co-existence called Dialogue, yet, hardly has the first prickle of blood been drawn before the chorus goes up - let’s invite them to sit down and talk. Tell us what you want and we’ll see what can be done. And even before that, there were already calls for Amnesty. The sequence is important – let us keep this in mind. Now, what is this supposed to indicate? That only through the language of terror can one make oneself heard?


            One side says, let us sit down peacefully, as free peoples, and work out a new order of internal relationships and overarching governance. The other says, I already have my own unilaterally concluded order of internal relationships, divinely ordered, beyond questioning by mere mortals, subject to no tests of rationally, equity or experimentation. To the first, the response that hits their ears is  – nothing doing. To the other however – at least from those responsible for the health and survival of the nation, the response is, ‘please, come and talk to us.’ And for their pains, what has been the constant reward? A few hundred souls in their daily routine of scraping a living from the sales of basic, life sustaining products of farm and manufacture, and yet a hundred more, gathered on their okada motor-cycles, waiting to transport those market men and women to their farmstead and homes, workers to their factories and homes, are unconscionably blasted to eternity. Thus comes into being the ordination of two competing sovereign states, one pleading for dialogue, the other contemptuous of the very word.


            Yes indeed, ‘sovereignty’. The sovereignty of the nation, we are lectured, is non-negotiable, and that mystic possession – sovereignty - would be imperiled if the constituent parts of the nation do indeed embark on a dialogue of free peoples. It’s a very portly word – sovereignty – mouth-filling, and chest expanding. It is designed to stop all arguments. Merely pronounce that a form of action is a threat to the illusionary banquet called sovereignty and the world is supposed to go into seizure from sheer surfeit. One can only marvel at what happened to this patrimony of ‘sovereignty’ when a Buhari, a Babangida or a Sanni Abacha terminated preceding sovereign claims with a mere radio announcement accompanied by a martial tune. Some of the more hysterical among our current voices, opposed to a people’s dialogue, did not wait for the military spittle to dry out on the air-waves before they vanished into the obscurity of their villages. In this case however, today, Dialogue as a voluntary undertaking, an operative stage in nation-being, as an expression of collective will, increasingly voiced even in hitherto unexpected sectors, is being derided.


            Sadly, one can sometimes understand causes for the vilification of this recourse. Only a few days ago, the clamour for Dialogue – the genuine kind that is – was joined by one of the most nauseous and obsequious, self-ingratiating servitors of the repellent dictatorship of Sanni Abacha. Such incidental bed-fellows make one despair but, as we say, this is a democracy, and even those who seek to sanitize their past by a cynical revision of a history through which we all lived and survived – thank goodness - must be given a hearing. The message, not the messenger – that must be our meager consolation.


            I merely play the devil’s advocate. I have lost all interest in the call for a National Conference and, at the very end, my prescriptions shall be made plain. For now let us also offer a material solace to those who are morbidly afraid of a national dialogue. In the highly unlikely event that such a mythical National Conference concludes its work with a rational agenda that garners the approbation of an overwhelming majority, leading to a clamour for instant implementation, such demurrers would only be bowing to the clearly articulated will of the people, as opposed to a bunch of adventurist individuals in uniform. This, of course, is only an extreme speculation, designed to douse the dismissive, unreflective, more sovereign-than-thou, what-we-have-we-hold, what-exists-is-holy mentality that has corrupted the reasoning of some of these opposing voices.


            It is actually a liberating position, abandoning the chimera of a National Dialogue. It leaves one free to confront one prospect, the most challenging prospect of all – the future. Where else does one look at this stage? The future naturally, leapfrogging the chancy route of what a dialogue might bring, seizing the future by the throat and demanding of ourselves – what can we make of that future, with or without dialogue? But first, what do we see when we do turn to that future? Yes, let us first direct our gaze at that future, which means – let this present speak to the future. So, what does it say? I urge that we address ourselves dispassionately, not fantasize, not simply project the future of our escapist desperation.  We shall let our present interrogate that future, and what does it spell? Peril. An imperiled future, and that means – an imperiled generation of a nation’s humanity.


            We obtain a preview of a future that is finally divested of the surviving scraps of the opportunities that many of my generation enjoyed when we were indeed pronounced as that future that is now our present. In practical details, what the present projects objectinely as its offspring, is a vista of brain wastage, thanks to unstable tumours that peek and vanish, undetected, and when detected, are left uncorrected. A future that is very much in doubt, a future tarnished and devalued by a succession of incontinent, irresponsible leadership, decked in both civilian and military outfits, but mostly of the military. A future where the intangible yet reinforced pillar of civilized society – such as justice - has become available on the open market. I am making no new assertions and, do not take my word for it. Revert to internal motions for reforms such as the Justice Eso commission of enquiry into the judiciary and also call to mind various pronouncements of the National Bar Association.  Ask yourselves how it comes about that one of your former members of this very governorship consortium is currently basking in immunity, having succeeded in obtaining a judicial injunction against prosecution for his crimes against the future, perpetrated while in office. Do we need to point out that as a nation we are covered with shame that it took an external court of justice, of the former colonial masters, to finally put an end to the costly shenanigans of another of your former brother governors, one who held the forces of anti-corruption at bay, led them a merry dance all the way to Dubai until he was plucked out of his imagined sanctuary?


            And what of that judge, the judge who freed him of over a hundred and fifty criminal charges here, in this very nation, pronounced him innocent of blasting the very future of the generations under his watch by a career of systematic, unconscionable robbery? Why are we surprised therefore to find ourselves faced with a future where all sense of community has all but evaporated and only predators roam the streets, making their own laws of survival as they proceed. Yes, they make their own laws, for even these know that without law, written or unwritten, there is no community, and without community, all talk of nation is vain. Nations are built on the palpable operations of community, otherwise they are empty, artificial and hollow. They collapse with the tiniest pinpricks of unrest, they drift into oblivion with the slightest winds of external pressure. So, that learned judge held the strings of community in his hands, the judge who pronounced our elusive governor free of all blemish, that custodian and administrator of justice,  our question today is - is he still passing judgment in this nation, or has he proceeded on retirement leave to Dubai?




We must resume our path of enquiry into the two faces of dialogue that confront us in the present. Let it be inserted in the memory of our countrymen and women - some did anticipate this very present. Simply as a general framework of deductive intelligence, projection and concern, the democratic alliance that fought Sanni Abacha did call upon the stop-gap regime of General Abdusallami Abubakar to set up an Interim government, side by side with a Sovereign National Conference. That conference would debate the future of this nation. Civil life had been deliberately panel-beaten - to resort to familiar parlance - thoroughly panel-beaten during the reign of Ibrahim Babangida, then the hobbling, rickety vehicle was conclusively crashed under the tyranny of Sanni Abacha. The nation, we insisted, required a recovery space, a period for stock-taking, during which the ruptured interstices of civil life would be stitched together. Then, and only then, should we commence a systematic democratic resumption. We could not advocate a so-called democratisation process that was built on a privatised constitution. That succinctly argued recourse was not followed. It is still being brushed aside as preposterous. Is it any wonder that a group of people are writing their own constitution in the streets, in the markets, in motor garages, in churches and mosques, a constitution that is being scrawled in the blood of innocents? The writing on the wall is no longer a mere biblical metaphor, it refers graphically today to the spattered grafitti of blood on the walls of our homesteads, schools, offices, sanctuaries of worship and children’s nurseries. That writing is the universal language of nations, on the road to perdition.


            Permit me to recall an exercise in a minor key in one’s seeming obsession with the future which, of course, I continue to see as the immutable responsibility of the present, otherwise, what is the present all about?  In the early years of the return of the nation to civilian rule, I was invited to take part in a rather imaginative form of mentoring, initiated by a Japanese Television station, loaded with the grandiose name – Super Teachers.  It involved having a selected group of teachers – not necessarily teachers by profession – take a group of school pupils under their wing for a number of weeks. Those teachers were selected on the basis of having attained some prominence in their disciplines. They were free to decide on a school, and from that school extract a class, or a group of pupils across classes, then expose them to aspects of their own calling. Science, technology, architecture, the performing arts etc – virtually all disciplines were represented, and the entire mentoring interaction was filmed.  What I privately relished in that project – this is just by the way - was that it enables me till today to boast that, for a few weeks at least, I was on the same payroll and salary as Bill Gates. I know that he would not have touched his honorarium – if at all they dared offer him such pittance. However, as a man whose field is virtual reality, he would be the first to concede to me when I claim that, virtually speaking, we were earning the same salary from a shared project! So much for vicarious living. The programme, I was about to elaborate, allowed for the pupils to be taken anywhere that related to, or could enhance the imparting of knowledge – within the station’s budget of course.


            Thus, in the process of selecting a school, that school understood that it was obliged to release the pupils to accompany the mentor wherever – I recall that the American pupils were flown to some part of North Africa where the archeologist in the Super Teachers team was working on an excavation site. In my own case, the producers agreed that I would travel with my students to other parts of the country –  it was an opportunity to  expose the pupils to the nation’s diversity - religion, culture, history, the arts – whatever came under the rubric of Humanities. Now, as It happened  at the time, I had also received invitations from two or three legislative houses to address them, and so I seized the opportunity to induct my pupils into the work of law makers. We began with Lagos where I off-loaded them on the public gallery of the House of Assembly. Afterwards, they were free to ask questions, make observations, and we would exchange views on their experience. I want you to listen carefully to the following extract from my address to the Lagos House of assembly:


            “I invite you, honourable members, to look up at that gallery. You will observe that you have some rather unusual visitors. I have brought them here to observe how law is enacted, but more importantly, to see how their future is being shaped.”


             I proceeded to provide the house a brief summary of the Super Teachers  project, recommended it to the them as a possible model for emulation on some level or the other, but then I went on to say, and again I quote my very words on that occasion, words that placed my mission in the context of the nation’s realities, the context of some portentous events that came to dominate the news at that very time. I said:


            “Now imagine if we had gone, let us say, to Kaduna state just about a month ago, during those days that are for ever branded on the memory of this nation, days of horror when some of the desperate politicians of this nation fomented an artificial upheaval in the name of religion, a conspiracy that led to the loss of over a thousand souls all over the nation, some in the most gruesome circumstances, both from the initial execution of meticulously planned massacres, and in retaliatory acts that took place in scattered places across the nation. Among the victims were innumerable schoolchildren who were led out of their schools and slaughtered like rams for the very guilt of innocence. Imagine if I had led these innocents into such an inferno - tell me, just what kind of explanation would I have made to their parents. What treasure of the learning experience would I claim was worth such a horrifying ending to promising lives?


            “It was a period that brought out the worst, the worse than bestial from our human landscape, but also the best - let us note this carefully - it also brought out the best, thanks to  a handful of that same humanity, who risked their lives to protect their fellow beings from the initial mayhem, and from the retaliatory rage that was being exercised by their own kin and neighbours. Yes indeed, this did happen - as is the case wherever the outbreak of the virus of insanity is recorded -  but how pitifully meagre is this consolation beside the depravity that overwhelmed the entirety of the nation.”


            It is twelve years since I uttered those words, and it reads like a lament that anyone could have uttered yesterday or today – only the choice words would have to come out far with greater rage, born of the recurrent extrusion of that hidden tumour in the very walls of the heart, a tumour that merely alters shape, contours and size but a tumour nonetheless. And it is not merely religion that I have in mind. My busload of schoolchildren clanged forcefully on the walls of my mind only some weeks ago when I read of a similar busload, in my own state, filled with the designated future of the nation, this time from a girls’ school. That bus was waylaid, its occupants robbed, assaulted and raped – that is the level of  depravity to which the nation has been brought. On that road of the pupils’ matyrdom was re-enacted the continnum of the history of this nation: Violation. Rape.


            And who are have been the gang-bangers of the nation’s future? We can bypass the military – we know them already. Those are defined, not only by their uniform, but by their uniform arrogance, their unbridled rapacity and their uninformed propensity for sterile interventions. Are there no others?  Of course there are, and because they tend to lack open identification, they are especially dangerous. But we do know them, and so do you. They are the ones who, even while claiming to defend the rights and entitlements of their own constituencies, do little more than defend the rights and entitlements of their privileged existence. They are the generator contractors in whose interest it is that the national electric system never works. They are the minority who conspire to run down the health system of the nation, since they can divert its allocation to their own, and their families’ excursion to Wiesbaden for annual checks and fly to New York to cure a toothache. They are the ones who systematically destroyed the educational system which we took for granted throughout our own past that has engendered this present. They are the petroleum moguls and long-haulage monopolists who have ensured that this nation has never enjoyed the cheapest form of transport ever invented by humanity -  the railways.


            These agents are the ones who see government solely as livelihood, and who engage in every dirty trick in the books to ensure that government remains in their hands since they know of no other way to survive, have never understood that a nation’s economy must be generated, not printed at the Central Bank or simply diverted from the oil wells and central handouts, These enemies were the inventors of the Rice Importation Scheme, the Cement Importation Scheme, the Import Licence Scheme, the Counter Trade and numerous other scam schemes that were designed not to generate productivity and ensure employment for generations, but to amass, in the hands of a few, the entire wealth of the nation, from which they dole out pittances to a zombie followership. But sooner or later, zombies turn, recognize that they are also creatures of flesh and blood – then they demand their pound of flesh.


            They call themselves leaders and claim to fight for their people but, today, they are indeed afraid. They have sat long upon the masses but today, they go about in fear. And such is the nature of this fear – it is no longer those who were routinely denounced as outsiders to, and hate filled critics of their way of life that they fear, but their own restless masses who have seen through their deception, their hypocrisy, their incontinence and their will to dominate. For this minority, serving a constituency means, not the elevation of the social condition of their people, but the enclosure of such a constituency within the walls of dependency.  The sense of existence of such leaders is fulfilled only if, on sauntering out of their homes, they are surrounded by a constituency of beggars. Their self-fulfillment lies only in the non-fulfillment of their immediate, impoverished community. But their lies have been exposed and they have become frightened. And this exposure has taken place despite the pogroms that they periodically launched against scapegoats and innocents – in preliminary softening-up surges on their environment, based on manufactured or distorted incidents - utilising their armies of zombies whose horizons are firmly, deliberately limited from birth to a meagerly space, horizons whose circumference was, quite simply, the rims of their bowls of beggary.


            The demand – and here come my last words on the subject, a necessary summary of the past – the demands from multiple and varied directions for a National Conference is as old as political consciousness. Nor is it a demand that has been solely born out of a crisis. It is a demand that is born out of the recognition of an unfinished business, and that business is the business of nation-becoming. Many people have acknowledged, in various forms, that Nigeria is not yet a nation. It is therefore only intelligent to see the demand for an encounter among peoples as a response to this awareness, one that is shared by millions but is often conveniently camouflaged.  A crisis is merely the immediate triggering cause for the resurrection of the idea, but a crisis is not the underlying motivation for such a recourse. We do acknowledge however that after a civil war, after military interventionism that has interrupted, and virtually subverted the creative tempo of true national building, after the inordinate consumption of a hegemonic but vastly tentacular minority – and I repeat – a minority that has destroyed trust among the peoples of this nation, it is time to resume our quest towards nationhood.


            To all legislators, and indeed executive heads who are so jealously protective of their so-called sovereignty, may I end this reprise by reminding them that the call has always been: carry on the task for which you were elected. Nothing in what was ever proposed contradicted such functions. Simultaneously with such functions however, the people demanded a forum for a mutual encounter among those who do not have an eye to the next election, who are not fearful of losing a luxury existence that bleeds the treasury of its life-blood, those who are not constrained by horse-trading and back-room ‘settlement’ for the passage of some bill upon which the functioning of the nation depends. Let us bear in mind however that it has always been within the rights and prerogatives of any group of people to engage in strategies for facilitating such an assemblage of minds.


            All that has been said, all that has been argued and, in my view, there need be no further call for such a conference, only a clear understanding of the multiple causes for its constant resurgence. It is however time to stop barking up a wrong tree, and envisage instead what motions would have characterised such a conference were it to have taken place. In other words, it is time to act the national conference, not summon it. And I believe that this is what we are participating in today, a continuation of former initiatives, in the ongoing encounters of regional groupings. There was the earlier one in Lagos a few months ago and, hopefully, these will be followed by others, all the way eastward and northward all the way towards Maiduguri and Kano when those beleaguered sectors have ridden themselves of the horrors of the mindless insurgency. My reading is then is as follows: 


            Central to these gatherings will be the very antithesis of that word ‘central’ – decentralization. Engaging in policies and strategies of development that progressively renders the centre reduced in its ability to impede – for this is what has been the norm – impede the pace and quality of development of the constituent parts of the nation. The constitutional envelope that currently holds the parts together should be pushed as far proves possible without it actually bursting, leading to a vibrant competition – and collaboration - among its constituent parts. It is then left to the courts of arbitration to interpret those areas where it might appear that the envelope has been pushed too far. And let no one imagine that this is still the aberrant season of that Third Term Desperado and Denier who defied the courts in their decision over the illegal seizure of the statutory revenues of Lagos and some other states.  The people now know what to do, and have proved it. Lagos stood firm. Leadership is half the battle but followership must also prove its mettle. Each regional grouping should, by its policies, declare an uncompromising developmental autonomy – I repeat, Autonomy - leaving the centre only with its competence provenance – foreign policy, national security and inter-state affairs - including peace subversive Peace Advocacy – but minus its propensity for inflicting heart seizure on productive human concourse.


            There need be no further calls for a national conference. Let each regional grouping with compatible ideas of the ultimate mission – the future of the humanity for which they are responsible – begin to call the shots, and relegate the centre to its rightful dimensions in any functioning federated democracy.  Let each state call its own conference of peoples to articulate in just what direction they wish to direct their leaders and relate to the centre and other states. Let each regional grouping and its member states single-mindedly project and pursue their strategies for the enhancement of the quality of life and the dignity of their peoples, quarry into their resources to extract the material required for their very existence, material that they can exchange among one another based on their spatial developmental advantages - in short share among themselves areas of specialization, substituting strength for the weakness of their partners, expertise for deficiencies in one member or the other.


            Such collaborating states need not even be contiguous, what matters is a community of interests, no matter how  physically distanced from one another.  Nigeria has proved too large and inefficient for the centralized identification and management of such human skills and material resources, the centre having become self-aggrandizing, bloated, parasitic and alienated.  Now is the time to put into practice that ancient saying: Small is beautiful. We must return to the earlier days of creative rivalry that pronounces that vanishing past an interrupted project of promise, creativity and productivity. Then, it may be possible for your generation to say contentedly, even while the harvest is still distant but the soil is cleanly prepared, the seeds implanted and germinating: Mission? Accomplished!




Wole Soyinka




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Wole said it all. for some of u who are/were not comfortable with the bulky length of the lecture,u may find it difficult to digest everything he enumerated just at a glance.Take ur time,make good use of your dictionary and do some metaphorical thinking,ponder on those words time and again. then, u will be sure that u'll understand the part we all need to play individually to make Nigeria better, that is if thats what we want.Wole never condemned eny religion in his speech and will not likely do that even in secret. my fellow Nigerians, i want to use this medium to crave ur indulgence in building a better Nigeria..If blood-blood will bring to treasures in a twinkle, then let it be done quickly...we all need each other..we need to shun tribalism and purge ourselves of our myopic sentiments..Finally, GOD bless you Soyinka

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I appreciate the comparisons,

I appreciate the comparisons, depth of meaning and mastery of words. Unfortunately, most people in the audience would have had very little idea of what he was talking about.

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wole the prophet, brilliant n patriotic nigerian to the core

Well said wole, for us great minds ur speech cldnt hv been more on point n concise. It touched the very core of our sickness n disease called nigeria. U did not only point out the root causes of the various diseases, u offered solutions, that's the true spirit, however u forgot the level of literacy of the crowd u were addressing. Your choice of launguage of communication cld hv been simpler n basic to really drive the impact of ur great speech home. I can understand why our illiterte leaders in the south south lost concentration few mins into ur speech. Next time work on the texture of language of communication. Most pple who talked about religion here missed the point our dear great icon was trying to convey, I suggest u go back n read his speech wt deeper understanding n a much more open mind n give honour to whom honour is rightly due. GOD bless u all.

And the Clock continues to tick away on the nation.

Soyinka is intriguing and as I watch the increasing whitening of his hair, the long line of interventions he has made accross the years, the little done and even littler planned, I ponder on what kind of wasteful and unrepentant nation ours is and what bleak chances the future holds for us as these uncommon 'mahatmas' pass with the time.


I don’t blame you guys, why don’t you concentrate on WS speech and forget talking about region in particular, weather Islam is a religion or terrorist group let it be, you continue with yours which you feel is the best for you, but you have no right to tell any one about his religion, is it because you don’t like the religion that is you are creating and sponsoring a terrorist in the name of Islam? This is a religion of GOD you can’t do anything to it God promise that big fools go and sit-down.

Corruption incorporated or pdp corruption made in nigeria...

Exposition well articulated or otherwise. The question to be ask is, why is the fabric of corruption endemic in Nigeria?

Recently, 4star General Andrew Owoye Azazi (rtd) told Nigerians the truth and nothing but the truth. And Nigerians are asking for his head for telling us the truth. PDP is the first and the major problem steering the massive and the monumental corruption in our great country. Take away PDP from governance, "CORRUPTION AND POLITICAL VIOLENCE" will reduce drastically coz all the known and unknown political criminals are either full members of PDP family oraffiliate member or associated kleptomanac witha common interest of looting our common wealth... To be frank GEJ, does not have the courages or political-will to undo this evil springs call corruption and dangerous malefactors against Nigerians.

I agree with you,the truth

I agree with you,the truth must be said not everybody will understand him.

Prof. Wole Soyinka

Speaking to Nagodi Saad

Dear Nagodi, I don't know who you are or where you are from, but you are not doing your background any good. If it was hard for you to pick the words from Prof Wole's speech, you could as well get the manuscript and read for better understanding before coming out with your sponsored tirade against the esteemed Professor.
You sound so much like someone paid to attack the Prof's speech, but in so doing you have portrayed your extremely skewed sense of judgement.
Pls, learn to be objective next time/always irrespective of the extent of ground you might lose supporting a popular opinion. Thanks

Re: After Destroying Nigeria

After reading comment on the above I almost wept for Nigeria. It left me with a doubt on whether could become great. While I am not saying Yoruba tribe is a saint, but for somebody to describe Prof Wole Soyinka as a thug. Such parochial and senseless thinking baffled me seriously. When the well meaning from every nook and crany of the country gathered to charter a new course for the country and a good for nothing personality who has never and will never contribute anything good to the greatness of the country would open his mouth wide and ultered jagons.

WS speech

Wole Soyinka (our own ws)has act
ed here as a prophet. what he has pronounced is a prophetic saying and worthy of acceptation

It is a great mistake to

It is a great mistake to submit as stated above because what you fail to know is that Islam should not be judged by the deviant attitude of a people identified themselves as the adherent of Islam. Middle East is a region where the highest level of western hypocracy and conspiracies have been happening.Islam remains the most peaceful and righteous religion.Islam is best known through reading about it.

Error of Judgement

So, stop all this name-calling in a bit to discredit Islam. Irrespective of all machinations and ploys to bring down the religion of God, people are getting more curious about, and getting to discover, the truth everyday. That's why you will see that most people that embrace Islam did so based on absolute self-conviction, after researching and not based on illusion and deception of fake deliverance being propagated for some selfish interest as against pristine God's religious calling.

Error of Judgement

Solomon...You got it wrong! it's obvious that you are not a student of history who can relate the past with the present.

First - when has region become equivalent with religion? Middle-East might be the starting point of Islam, political equation there is by far different from religious philosophy.
And come to think of it, who caused the heats in the middle-East? It's obvious - your American Christian brothers and Middle-East Zionist agents are always behind it - Think of Bush/Iraq/Iran etc. Think About the Palestinian and Israel decades of feud, who has been the terrorist among the parties - you know.

Many did not understand the speech!

It is obvious most commentators did not understand the speech, like Ibrahim/Nagode Saad, who gave it a regional and religious twist or coloration, and felt the speech was all about Prof WS chiding his group, Boko Haram.

SR was also guilty of not understanding the speech by concluding that it was a jibe or jab at selected people, while leaving out others. The speech, in summary, advised Nigerians to do things differently, and stop waiting for A SINGLE NATIONAL CONFERENCE, which is unlikely to happen. He advocates for people to discuss their various problems, even if this means at multiple fora. Individual States or a collection could decide their future and how they wish to conduct their affairs. And while they push the boundaries of FEDERALISM, the courts will pronounce on disputes between the States and the Federal!

Having said that, Prof WS is at liberty to communicate however way he likes. Those who do not understand him should get out their dictionaries.

It is obvious that most people did not understand the speech!

From the comments below, it is obvious that most people did not understand the speech or its essence. This, by itself, is a big problem. And I'm going to have to agree with Ibrahim/Nagode Saad that this is a problem with Prof WS. The essence of communication is to convey a message to your audience, and not to leave them gaping, wondering, perplexed, texting, sleeping or confused. And force readers to resort to their dictionaries. It will be absurd for me to deliver a speech to a class of Primary or even Secondary School students and not use everyday language that they can understand. I won't deliver a speech to a gathering of artisans or Association of Butchers or Meat sellers (if there is anything like that) and communicate like I would a class of Graduates. Moreover, it is old fashion not to communicate in simple and everyday language, as leaders across the world do. Simple English is the best form of communication. No Penkelemess!

I weep for Nigeria and Nigerians

Many of u complain dat u could not understand the simple english the Prof was using, and u com out here to say that,,n SHAME on u all. The prof hit d nail on d spot. He is on point. Wen Boko Haram leader was killed by police, did the christains contribute, did those innocent children, poor masses contribute? We av lost that sacred value for life hence we say rubish from our mouths, God deliver dis country or at least separate it, Amen. G

@Ibrahim or Nagode Saad - This is 2012!

I have no apologies for taking the side of the INNOCENT VICTIMS slaughtered daily in the name of revenge for the SINS of the past. For SINS committed under President Yar'Adua, whose tenure, in case you can't remember, has ended.

As usual, you and your bedfellows cannot see beyond your noses and see that you are destroying the North. How do you hope to attract INVESTMENT/TOURISM through this carnage and self-destruction. No investor would want to invest in the North with all these attrocities. The North used to attract TOURISTS to their Games Reserves and Festivals. That is probably the least of your worries, as long as the NATIONAL CAKE (Oil) is there to be shared, you will sit on your lazy backsides. You are not interested in bringing food to the table, like Lagos State. Come on, get off your high TERRORIST horse and start to reason and stay on the side of the INNOCENT VICTIMS caught in the midst of this MADNESS. Stop dwelling in the past! Move on!



how can you understand

Look at the faces of the educated people in the audience and the effect of the speech on them. It is then you will understand your limitations, which are not the fault of the Prof. You are not just matured mentally to understand so accept my sympathies

State of the Nation Address by a real patriot

The fact that Prof Wole Soyinka has always and continues to be a true patriot is not in doubt. This is a citizen of the world who chose to remain a Nigerian in all ramifications. He is definitely more recognised and has contributed so much more than the UFOs (Unidentified Foreign Objects) who are not known beyond pushing files at ADB, World Bank etc and who insult our intelligence everytime when they boast " i have a good and comfortable job at world bank plus adb. I was begged to come and help salvage Nigeria" . And what have they contributed, even in terms of ideas? Zilch. Instead they exhibit the worse form of patriotism through stealing and paying phantom national debts. Such people should be tied to the stakes and shot. Who needs them anyway?


I believe this is kongi's best lecture,hope governors of the southsouth went home with their conscience intact and hope they all did a sober reflection.








When a fool elects to keep his mouth shut, he's nearly lumped with the wise. But fool that he is, he does open his mouth & removes all doubt. Wole Soyinka was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature, not Peace, stupid!


its all english' how much did ur english contribute to Nigeria'



Just made my DAY!!!!

This speech just made my day. I felt he should just keep on talking. Uncle Wole, some "bad bele" ppl may not like this, but never be deterred for one day it will get to a critical mass and we will rise up and take this nation back..