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facebook twitter Saint Amaechi’s Retching Returns – Khan Iziegbe 0Breaking News, ColumnsOctober 29, 2014 A+A-S EMAILS PRINT Governor Rotimi Amaechi had stopped retching for a while. He wore a sober mien until the heaves seized him again.Why he took a leave of absence from verbal diarrhea is not clear and absolutely against character. My hunch is a series of realities which increasingly brings the anti-Jonathan band to humble earth. Two of the clothes Amaechi loves to wear are absolute loquaciousness and saint-playing. He just loves to run on just about anything. Sometimes, he switches to the academic mode. At other times, he enters the revolutionary seizure. He loves his fun, and he thinks we enjoy it too. It really matters very little to him how his audiences receive his lectures or his porous podium platitudes. Amaechi has an extremely aggressive spirit which dominates his logic. He did not start like that. Since Amaechi’s legs began leading his mind to the APC, he had progressively become belligerent. Strident in his abuse of the Presidency and the president. When he does not get responses from the president, he tries his luck with the First Lady. I suppose some men get off picking on ladies if the field of males proved too strong or disinterested in their attention calling tantrums. Not that the Dame could not brush flies off her lace, but there are some things cultured men don’t do. When he lapsed into newspaper matrimonial bliss, i just wonder who the ‘rich’ governor was not capable of conning. Real love bursts beyond confines or family boundaries. When a man does not have it, he advertises it. You do not accuse a woman of attempting to be a thief and be cupid in your matrimony. The last release was an accusation that Dame Jonathan was fighting him because he refused to share Rivers State money with her. That is interesting. Amaechi practically saved Raufu Aregbesola’s neck when the fridge mechanic could not secure a loan to pay Osun workers on the eve of election. Sharing. Amaechi stood in front of several cameras to tell the world how he shared Rivers money out to certain road contractors who did not do the job. He contracted on sentiments. Has Amaechi gone to court to retrieve Rivers State money from his friends who took the money and ran? Why is he dwelling on someone who did not get the money from him. The billions his poor judgement as an ineffectual executive wasted, he has no intention of pursuing, but he hunts another person he at least ‘succeeded’ in NOT sharing the money with. Now, which one should a serious governor pursue? Amaechi keeps asking around town what Goodluck Jonathan had done for the people of South-south? He could not see, not because there was nothing to see, but because the man is determined not to see. He is not alone in this blindness. They are many. He asks the question, not like one who intends to become a Nigerian Vice President, but one whose entire political projections ended on-shore. But Amaechi desperately wants to be vice president. He needs to extend his vice off-shore, but he lacks tact. Rather, it was his vices which dominate both shores. He walks in opposing direction to the path which could give him a slight chance. He maliciously asks what a Nigerian President did for a region everyone stepped back to make way for, so that it could take more oil resource rewards than others, and fairly so. What did Amaechi do for Rivers with the derivation? Rivers State is a small state with a large purse, but Amaechi is the only governor whose face never dries of tears over dwindling revenue. The poorest states in the country are still dry-faced. I suppose Amaechi thought the derivation fund and the IGR of Rivers were for his own personal use, while Goodluck Jonathan should vote money into projects in Rivers like a military overlord. He does not see the conflicting interests over such projects. He would not see the limiting influences on the president’s powers as dictated by the Constitution and represented by the National Assembly and other certain agencies of state. Amaechi thinks the President fixed the NASS the way an executive governor like him cages the state House of Assembly. He must have an idea of the volume of requests from powerful quarters flowing daily to the president’s table. So if we made Amaechi our vice president, he would divert the “dwindling” revenue home to heavy derivation centers and return to ask for a second term? Amaechi does not know everything after all, but that should not be a sin. Even if he does know more than he poses, the sin would still not be situated in the common mischief which is a mutual tool of exchange among politicians. The sin is in Amaechi’s total irreverence for authority and his curious belief that his knowledge had grown at the same pace with his purse. It has not, but that is the sudden wealth syndrome and understandable to some extent. The way you understand a patient who does not know he suffers an ailment. He approaches constituted authority, pointedly stripped of decorum. Like a child who removes his shirt to fight in front of his father’s house. Amaechi presents himself like one who was arrested and detained at the mental status of a tertiary school politician, as a terminus he could not transit beyond. But this is not literary and debating society. This is real life. Millions of souls looking for a little comfort before they move on. He also refuses to look around . To see that nowhere, even in the hell-hole called party, does anyone do it like that. They always left a tiny space behind. Who knows? You could hardly blame the man who was bent on bursting his own belly feeding on soft and steaming amala. The real culprit must be the deft-handed chef behind the egusi soup and succulent beef. Amaechi did not know how he became governor. He slept, woke and found himself on the seat as governor of one of the four richest states in Nigeria. His ilk are the worst in arrogance, chicanery and ostrich games. The difference between Amaechi and Fashola is not much. They both walk on air, they really think they should pick meat before God himself, if heaven came to table. They are among the niftiest fingers to ever run state treasuries in this country, yet they are the ones who appear to have missed out on a certain corporate information. Our certain assurances that they are worse kettles perpetually accusing a much fairer pot. The only difference is the frequency. Fashola could hold it back until it became compulsory. Like when a man was so pressed and needed to let his toil. He is not really a politician. He was drafted for more base reasons. A kind of lower calling. He had since pleased Big Brother by delivering, albeit after he made some mistakes thinking the call was divine. He was set straight and since then, he had been walking the broad way with resolve. Were it inside love context, Amaechi would have lost to the odium ladies would have for him. A gentleman must be able to hold his fire until the right time. Amaechi had never been able to hold back on anything on the outside. Who could vouch for elsewhere. There is a way a man’s public conduct hints about his total person. If you started blabbing before the microphone arrives, If you shoot your bullets before you aim, if you drop your words before your thoughts… you would probably go ahead of the lady, and that is absolutely infra dig. Real gentlemen open the door for ladies and then follow them. On the other hand, Amaechi needs to please his inmates. He pleases them in a lot of ways. If there was a problem money could solve in Kano, Amaechi flew in, dropped money and drove out . He was not sharing Rivers money. That was money from the Amaechi Family Money Tree. If there was bravery to be shown, Amaechi goes to the front to run his mouth on the President and the whole cabinet. He genuinely thought it was the way to secure backing. He not only had such low estimation of his inmates, he also thinks Nigerians are fools, and we might well be, if we managed to bear the huge cost of these cartoon characters in public offices, yet, we are not fools to the extent of not knowing when the void of a head expressed its content. It always comes round in hollows and echoes. Obasanjo has a leg in PDP and the other in the APC, Amaechi should approach the fence to ask what Obasanjo did for the South-west in eight years of muscling he called governing. Jonathan is almost done with Lagos-Ibadan expressway, as he is almost through with many such serious projects around the country. Although, i intentionally refuse to applaud road constructions, at least it works for millions of Nigerians who find such venture worthy of the smarting an applause brings. With people like Amaechi, it was always easy to push their own nuclear goals ahead of the multitude’s aspirations. Today, his new Fulani friends are the best of humans. He praises the handouts coming in over 2015. He believes this was okay to water the unseen grave of Ken Saro-Wiwa and the remaining Ogoni martyrs. Or did he think such handouts meant the end of it? I think not. He seeks to write a new history for Nigeria. One which obliterates very ancient wounds and gave no reason to conclude the future was better and healing. Amaechi would want us all to forget the fingers behind the Odi trigger. We should not give June 12 a thought anymore. It does not count that the same chaps are behind the APC push. If Amaechi was running on the ticket, then the past and the present must be all fine. It is folks like Amaechi who make you wonder, sometimes, if the same God created the entire humanity. Some just do not present human credentials anymore at the junction of self. Their personal pursuits become the rule. Everything else is ruled out. Amaechi did not say looters should be stoned. He said “until the day you start stoning us…” It was not a Freudian slip. It was not any type of slip. It was the statement of a man who did not believe, could not believe the ease with which a man could sit on one table and conduit billions of the peoples’ money into his own pocket. Cornering lives, cutting dreams, causing untimely deaths and smiling as his chopper swooshes over thousands of early graves without the fear of a slight nightmare. It reminds me of a Professor in the APC. Professor Senator Sola Adeyeye. A gentleman when he is not wrongly excited. He came in from the American cold to help move Nigeria forward. How could he have known moving Nigeria forward was heavier than foam. The party oracle pronounced a Representative slot for him. He did not query why there were no primaries. He ran, won and breezed into the House of Representatives with great purpose. He was going to change the world or else… Many times in the plenaries of those years, you would see him arguing ferociously. Those were days when he was allowed to vent his scientific English. Most of those days, he was shut down. The daze in the good professor’s quest was the weight of money he was carting home legitimately. He thought everyone on the list in that House should be arrested and tried. I thought he meant it. Somehow, he was persuaded not to feel so bad anymore. The legitimate money kept rolling in throughout his days in the House. His jumping sessions reduced. He no longer punched the air as he used to. He gradually settled into that Nigerian politician’s dirty dignity. Again the oracles came. The good prof was promoted from what they call the lower house to the Senate, where a heavier weight of money ratified the promotion. Prof’s aluta days were effectively over. He came in as a good man. He is still a good man, but maybe he would have been looking better if he had not spoken too much. He did, but did not turn his footsteps from the path he spoke against. He could not beat them. So he did what was next best. It is the Amaechi strain, which does not mean the prof was not an infinitely better person than Amaechi. The difference would always show so long as the circumstances are less daunting and the burden of money easier to bear. Amaechi too came in with his church mind. He wanted to rule with the fear of God. However, he was stained. Amaechi was Speaker, House of Assembly. Speakers were managers of bargain sessions. Okay. When he surfaced as governor who scored no vote, he thought he could still maintain the measure of corruption fate saddled him with. He did not know money sucked you in. He still does not know. He thinks, right now, money was righteousness in itself. Who could help him now? Reason is beneath his feet. We should inform Amaechi and his bomb-throwing pals that the test facing Goodluck Jonathan does not come from them. The test, in itself is not about the president performing or not. Let me try to make that a little clear. Goodluck Jonathan has a better bearing in office than any other Nigerian who ever sat. He does not preach fear. He does not kill opponents. A good thing, which gives the likes of Amaechi the latitude to be blatantly rude. This is good. I have heard that Obasanjo had presidential carriage. I don’t know which carriage they talk about. The one which broached no dissent? Which had his party mates, friends and cabinet stars biting the bullet? The sole reason President Goodluck Jonathan pushed National Conference was to create a Nigeria where government could deliver. You could not deliver as a government inheriting the successive evil of the chain of headships which Nigeria had been unfortunate to have. We must try and subtract Umoru Yar ‘Adua from the evil circle. He had inextricable ties to the source of that evil, but we do not know if he could have turned round. The agenda to assess Goodluck Jonathan would not be set by Amaechi. It would not be set by his caliphate collabos. It would be set by the people of this country who know that every missile in their miserable bag had been thrown at this Ijaw man, just so this day could come and we say oh, Jonathan did not perform, so he should not return. Morons would not extend their chess moves beyond their immediate moves. When you throw stones at Goodluck Ebele Jonathan for such effects, you call us idiots, who could not see beyond the dirty curtain. You create problems for everyone, thousands are dead. Thousands more are injured. State economies are ruined and the national economy threatened. You then point bloody talons at the blameless, seeking to reap from the destruction you engineered. Chief Bisi Akande said he had the solution, his party had the solution to Boko Haram, but he would not tell us. He needed more deaths and destruction before he shared his knowledge. That is the kernel of the conflict. This is the APC modus. The stratagem, and the roles of the southern stooges are pretty clear. Raise disdain for Jonathan. Disrespect his presidency. Wash his wife down. Paint his cabinet in soil. Present his essence to Nigerians as a misfit. They did all this and more, the energy they invest in it only wakes us up to the humaneness of Goodluck Jonathan and the hand of heavens holding him steady. How many planes dropped during Obasanjo regime? How many people died in those crashes. How many people died off soldiers’ onslaughts? How many political stalwarts were mowed down? How many friends of Obasanjo died, murdered? How many innocent Nigerians were killed in their prime? We do know when the soil is pleased and when it is choked by the blood of innocents. The reigns which are distinct in contrasting terms. These men should look back and say which point Nigerians had least bloodshed in recent history. This is the spiritual dimension of the Boko Haram craft. It was absolutely crucial to ensure the throat of this soil was clogged with blood. For their god, and to enter the blood deluge into Jonathan’s record. How could Amaechi understand? He needs a shield for his nest. Nothing matters afterwards. The folks who march against Jonathan, Amaechi’s bosses and control buttons are coup plotters by profession and the instinct endures. That is why it had to be by force. Why it had to be by Boko Haram. By abuses and curses. It is the only way they know. The only path they walk.The path of rage and bloodshed. They only need retching southerners for the value of clowns. Even in the thick of war, music plays, jokes run. Trivia like Amaechi are always specks in the picture, just unfortunate that without specks like this, the picture won’t be perfect. NIGERIA PULSE
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 20:53:28 +0000

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