While inequality, or huge disparities in the economic source of income and political outcomes, is a backward marker, it is the total equality enjoyed by all members of a country that determines the degree of civilization and progress of that country. In the march towards greater equality, all human societies departed from 0 where brute force prevailed over the law.
But as some societies progress, others waver and fall along the way, while some have never taken off, abandoned to a life of savage savagery throughout history and civilization. As far as equality markers are concerned, it is the Scandinavian countries, followed by northern Europe, New Zealand, Finland and North America, that are leading the path of humanity.
In the most complicated of these societies, humanity has tempered the worst excesses of human nature. Gender disparity and political inequality are virtually non-existent and life is marked by the courtesy and kindness that make them feel like Elios’ oasis in a global desert of human confrontation and resentment. Equality stimulates human productivity through all barriers to self-realization while unleashing genius and creativity.
Certainly, these societies have reached where they are through judicial docility or parliamentary mischitom. Human progress is often played against his moderate antics and complicity. Equality is invariably the product of what an American academic who transformed into a 2017 e-book described as the “four wonderful levelers of history.” These are: 1 War of mass mobilization. 2 Transformer Revolutions 3. State collapse. four catastrophic scourges.
Walter Scheidel wrote just before the Covid-19 pandemic that he has now interrupted and distorted this century. But the scariest thing is the fact that the 4 conditions, whether in their embryonic training or in their fully-dressed clothes, are now provided in fresh Nigeria. We will have to keep this in its head as the country inexorably stumbles into a terrible encounter with fate.
On Wednesday of last week, members of the organization known as Revolution Now returned to the streets – and to the trenches – to remind us of unfinished business. They were received with full force through the police who forcibly disbanded them in Lagos while imposing a precautionary siege on them in the capital, Abuja. Around the same time, the federal government raised the hate penalty from one million naira to five million naira.
This shows that although we have tried to control it, the phenomenon of hate speech is still very present. Around the same time, all this was happening. Homeland Security Adviser, retired Major General Babagana Monguno, gave the impression on television of telling the country of federal authorities to “reorganize” the entire security apparatus in the country. Note that the NSA has intentionally moved away from the use of the high-profile term “security architecture”.
About a fortnight earlier, the entire government security apparatus moved on to the next point to warn the infantrymen of the terrible consequences of the mutiny and the uprising opposed to established authority. This was in reaction to a call by the chairman of a smaller party for Rawlings to solve Nigeria’s intractable political problems. This is what the Ghanaians call “the solution of the Child Jesus”.
All this reflects the point of frustration and depression in the country at this time and the seriousness of national conflicts that seem to challenge all traditional solutions. With a resurgence of Boko Haram who braised and boldly returns to past places and crime scenes opposed to humanity, with banditry, looting, kidnappings and widespread kidnappings at peak possibilities and with intraethical conflicts in southern Kaduna and the half belt assuming a genocidal dimension, the stage is indeed terrible.
Very few countries in fashion history have survived this explosive cocktail of conflicts. Meanwhile, and in addition to confusing poverty, Nigeria now has a global style for a dysfunctional society, with many countries urging its citizens to give it a broad place.
Social cannibalism, or in general by the sanctity of human life, is a common place. It is a miracle that Nigeria’s armed forces, under pressure and under pressure, have not been defeated by adversity or divided into ethnic and devout peculiarities.
But this miracle can’t last much longer if the season of anomia persists. Since all general political palliatives seem to have failed to alleviate the crisis, it’s time to start thinking outdoors. A challenge requires solutions, according to a leading German philosopher.
If efforts are to be made to recycle and reorganize the military in the evolving paradigm of counterinsurgency operations and asymmetric warfare, it will have to be under pressure that it is in the total overhaul of Nigeria’s social and political paradigms that the war will be won or won. Lost. As things stand, Nigeria’s political allocation is threatened by a major imbalance.
It is a crisis of inequality in all its economic, social and political dimensions. Deep-seated inequality permeates all aspects and aspects of Nigeria’s new life. There is an inequality in the distribution of wealth that, curiously, has little to do with the actual production of wealth.
There is unequal ethnic and demographic configuration, unequal social opportunities, gender inequality and unequal recruitment of leaders. There is an inequality because of contradictions of caste and elegance. Finally, there is an inequality of democratic aspirations among Nigeria’s constituent nationalities.
These inequalities fuel widespread national insecurities and discontent and discontent that threaten the very foundations of the nation. The stage has not been advanced through what appears to be the quasi homogenization of Nigerian political elegance and the formation of the post-military party. In such circumstances, it is very difficult to expect a solution to the national crisis at the altar of democratic negotiation.
This political dystopia generates bloodshed on such a homicical scale that it makes the country seem like a primitive of mass sacrifices. Even humanity’s hominid ancestors do not commit suicide with such sadistic and psychopathic joy. The fact is that any society so structured that opposes social and political justice will not know peace or prosperity.
Societies that move from other modes of feudal production to a safe form of modernity are marked by serious forms of inequality. For the maximum of its inhabitants, this structured inequality will have to look grass-based and divinely ordained. Any attempt to break solid ordering will be like an anarchic breakthrough that will have to be resisted with all the force it has to gather or a modernizing insolence that will never be contemplated.
Where such societies are now grouped under the rubric of a country with many other nationalities that aspire to greater equality, it is a real permanent chaos and anarchic bloodshed as we are witnessing lately in Nigeria. Unless there is an impressive force or a masterful legislator who forcibly homogenizes local differences or resolves contradictions in favor of a relaxed cohabitation, anarchy will have to prevail.
The precolonial achievements of some of these societies and the strength of their classic establishments have been destroyed in the style of the fashionable nation-state. As we noted once in this column, some of those other people were already feeling and moving towards a form of fashion and modernization before succumbing to an old setback. But there’s no desire to cry over spilled milk.
By forcibly bringing a combined country into the conclave of a thousand ethnic teams under the aegis of a geographical region at the same point as advances elsewhere, British colonizers may have served as a tough force for good. But because of pettiness and animosity, they rigged the task by rigging the strength of the emerging country in favor of the organization less susceptible to the rigors and rationality of the paradigm of the geographical region.
The result is a war of all against all, as we are witnessing, with teams of force trying to capture the central force to shape the new country in its own symbol or to bend it at will according to the dictates of their country. political culture. Array In the unequal struggle for the soul of the country, it is the highest military-dominant and politically cohesive organization that invariably comes to the forefront, but with a lot of anti-development baggage.
But the rise of counterhegemonic knowledge production, the advent of separatist unrest, demographic change for volatile youth, the developing national uprising opposed to student incompetence, and the crystallization of a primary armed critique in their own region threaten. this hegemony. Although he tried to cling to the force with a murderous and raw ploy, he is now undersieged and faces opposition from each and every angle.
That is why, twenty-one years after the departure of the military, Nigeria now seems an anarchic jungle with the political elite, neither able to consolidate itself with the achievements of the civil regime nor motivated enough to triumph over the farce and deception of empty electoralism to deal with the real unrest that the country is going through.
The turmoil we witness in our streets, the murders in our forests, the carnage in southern Zaria and the Middle Belt, the resurgence of Boko Haram, the dazzling brutality and gratuitous cruelty that have devastated the country in recent times bear witness to this. spreading anarchy and its poisonous pathologies. The United States has now warned that Al Qaeda has already hinted at the confrontation and is fully integrated. The vulture never loses its smell.
This promises to be a primary collision of altars like never before on the African continent. If Nigeria is in its current format, it will want to be absolutely redesigned, redesigned and redesigned. Anything beneath that will only drive the inexorable descent into a bottomless abyss.
The old answers and the great rhetoric that promise a lot and contribute nothing in the long run will no longer do so. What is needed for the apocalyptic nightmare is visionary leadership and forward-looking political sense. Unfortunately, this turns out to be very rare right now.
A day after the last departure of the amorphous organization known as revolution Now thwarted by a muscular police presence, his people sat sincerely in their examination to contemplate the fate of the intelligent old revolution at the hands of revolutionary apprentices and novices of state implosion.
It is a long way from taking the Bastille through a livid French mob or climbing the Winter Palace through a physically powerful Russian proletariat in a position to make punitive efforts against a decaying feudal monster. But it is a clever reminder of the outstanding issues and vulnerability of Nigeria’s postcolonial state to sustained attacks. Something has to give way eventually, and we live in attractive times.
Reflecting on all this, we recall an occasion of the Fifth French Republic and General Charles de Gaulle its first instigator and legislator. After one of the many assassination attempts failed, the wonderful French leader disappeared without delay in a flurry of gunfire.
But the car that carried him to protection suffered a deflated tire that made De Gaulle an easy target if his attackers had been more diligent in the chase. After being dragged out of the car, De Gaulle noted with irony that those who tried to save his life were as incompetent as those who tried to kill him.
At this point, Okon broke in without any prior invitation. While the scourge of the Covid-19 seemed to be regressing miraculously, Okon was in a good mood. Life gradually returns to the general or what is now called the new general. Markets are flourishing again and Okon has returned to his good manners and bravery in shooting.
This morning, immensely aware of the most recent controversy on the country’s political circuit, Okon has dodged his ridiculous jokes.
“Oga, hello. He may not succeed at the time of the change of strength, oo,” the crazy boy announced, hunting harshly and without a smile.
“What replaces power?” Grogna Snooper to the spirit nut.
“Oga, I say, do I come and tell you that you don’t bring NEPA back and I’m going to replace the turbines of the most sensitive to the lowest?
“Stupid boy!!” yours sincerely whistled the madman. But before he can just say Jack Robinson, Okon will reassemble a full offense after shutting down the generator.
“Oga, he’s like a weak pale guy who catches me and I’m never going to borrow anything today,” the madman groans as he grabs his abdomen in a false fainting.
“What does that mean? Okon, you better do it seriously or I’ll take you to the Covid Center,” the snooper threatened while Okon temporarily regained his composure.
“It’s not like dat, don’t be like dat at all. He has an old man from the Niger Delta as a dat who faints when his driving force passes through the National Assembly. But when he arrives at the hospital in Covid, he temporarily wakes up Dem Covid’s other people waste no time at the funeral,” the crazy boy sang sadistically joyfully, causing his boss to laugh weakly.
“But oga, I need to tell you that I no longer have the compatibility to return to the market unless I get a safety vote. I don’t need to turn off Yorubaland,” Okon lamented with a melancholy look.
“Okon, just tell me why you think you deserve a safety vote,” yours replied sincerely, to please the fool.
“Ha haga, has one, two, three, 4 teams of ogbologbo since I have to sit down. Otherwise, the monkey will go on the market and may not return,” Okon complained.
“Name them one by one?” asked the snooper.
“Number one of the Awawa Boys. Dem charges a toll for the outdoor market. They’re going to arrest you and beat you if you don’t drop something. He has a Yoruba trader like a dat that he needs to make Shakara for him. Dem beat am sotey comes shit all over his body. Kai oga I feel the ewedu for him Yoruba, sniffed the madman while holding the breath of disgust.
“Number two, ” cried yours sincerely.
“Ha, Sergeant Pepper’s number two. Dat a real chilli. A Yoruba soldier mad with rage and his head doesn’t hit a patapata. He lives in a container for the market. He says he’s not fighting for Burma and a snake bite comes to him. Anyway, he hits other people and if he asks you for cash and you don’t give it, he walks in and screams: abi, do you have to dedicate Kirikiri to him? Kai, I’m out of shape.
“Number three!” cried the snooper, to suppress his joy.
“Na Market Force. Market Force is a giant Ibo woman with a white beard. I don’t have support for the face. Determines the market price. He hit a bad guy with him turari and bad passed out. On a day like the one I see and came to ask me, do you vibrate your lizard’s chest? I’m here for race, oga, ” choreographed the madman.
“Number Four”
“Number 4 na Mama Igosun … naArray.” Before Okon could finish his prayer, the old rider jumped into the room from God knows where. When he was about to catch the boy, Okon crouched down and ran.