THE GOD'S ARE NOT TO BLAME
THE REAL DEFINITION OF MADNESS
The African is not well but he has refused to transition to madness, as such his children still believe that he is well and will repeat every bit of his mistakes.
Thur.May.29th.2025 - Ubochi Eke
And The God's Are Not to Blame.
Madness starts when you deviate from God, not when you take your clothes off.
The African is mad but because most of us are not "running mad" and are managing our madness effectively, it appears to be that we are sane. But what then do you call the Sons of Kings who now slave in foreign lands by financing their own exportation to exploitation? Selling medical Degrees to become Uber Drivers and buying Visas with 10 years of hard sweat, all for a proper introduction to racism.
What do you call a people who want to focus so much on careers that their women now marry at 30, after 5 abortions that limit their net productivity and 35 relationships that make them unsuitable mates, even for men that can "born" their mates?
What do you call Presidents that cannot Preside over their own luncheons enough to ensure good sound and even in ruling cannot use a straight stick but rather corner their own people for global hegemony and are so stupid in drinking their own "Cool Aid", that they park stolen loot in dollar accounts and scream when their masters freeze them"?
What do you call mothers of Princes who dwarf them, husbands of Queens who curse them, 200 million people, who cannot do the simple ancient task, of feeding themselves?
We are not well.
This should be clear to any one of us who is well... But do not blame the rest, get to work because The God's Are Not to Blame, and this is not a natural condition. Emelu anyi ya eme (it is systematic revision).
The African madness is not a pre-existing condition but a calculated violation of our spiritual core, the embedding of self reinforcing mental cages and the reformed conditioning of our physical cravings, such as to keep us not only mad but oblivious to the madness and ever ready to bite anyone who dares to writes the kind of "nonsense", that I am about to commit to print in this article.
This article will be violent because sometimes madness requires a beating before the treating. Take it or leave it, we are not well and I have come to give you medicine by force or by fire.
FAMILIAL MADNESS
We are so wise now that where our parents lost the match 3 wives to 1 man, we now win by have 3 divorces each. Equality for the man and woman is spliting us in half. Ain't it fair?
our madness started in the family. The very foundation of African life.
Through conscious reprogramming during the colonial era, our women where weaponized against us, the men caged to modern iterations of life that turned them into frauds, the kids emancipated beyond their capacity to self govern and the kindred fabricated into the principle point of contention in all of our lives.
This may sound like an over-reach until we take the madness one at a time.
Please explain to me what a woman gains when she "owns" a man or becomes "independent" of her man? Is it not madness to deviate from the divine design and begin to apportion yourself new responsibilities that are not covered by your natural abilities? Can you own a man? No. You can cage one but the animal remains wild only now captured. Yet and still, the question remains, what do you gain?
Between a man who is yours for life yet either frolics irresponsibly or holds semen in depression and one with 3 other wives who neither frolics nor feels the pangs of pancreatic cancer, which is better?
When in your independence you still have to sue for child support and alimony or seek to vacate laws of inheritance to force children into maternal heritage, with the attendant long term consequences or in your independence, argue that men do not respect you at work and all seek to f--k you, this when you have rejected matrimonial protection, where exactly is the location of your independence? Can your views subdue your nature? Or human nature? And if they do and you succeed in violating your nature, are you well?
When as a man, you have bought into the notion that African men do not show love to their children and therefore raise insolent idiots that neither respect you, nor your culture, nor your land and in deference to maternal love you lose reverence, and you watched it happen to your father and you are now replaying the script with your son, are you not mad?.
Mad Man, what do you call loosing your sons to either their mother, a church, Britain or Samsung? Were any of those inside your sperm? Are you a donor? What right do they have over you, beyond your clear madness in accepting their definitions of life, which now subjects you to the seasoned rage of Sons you badly raised and Daughters your failed to praise, who now belittle your name and would even much rather wear mini skirt rags against your approval than bear yours or any man's name.
To the young African man on Sojourns to America, who did you leave your mother for? Na my Mama be that? What sense is in the dollars you send when she cannot use the smart t.V in the living room? Your mates abroad, those "efulu efu" (fools) that send their mothers to care homes, do you not know that even they visit on weekends to play Cards and Scrabble? You the smart African with family values can not see your mother for 3 years at a stretch, came home last to bury your father and only talks to your brother when it comes to buying roofing sheets for the Mansion you never sleep in, this when he is managing a flat and cannot fuel his V-Boot and you wonder why he loots, taking half of your Mansion roofing fruits, to build himself up, in competition to you.
Aku Zuo Lu umu Na, Ilo Anaa (When the wealth is enough for the Brothers, there is no animosity).
A child who decides at 13 to begin to make material decisions about careers and boyfriends, will they pick on the basis of economic stability, Strength of moral character, longevity of career, atmosphere and culture and other nuance yet specifically important adult perspectives on work and life? Or are they more likely to choose careers in entertainment where the highlife is sky high, and in selecting mates pick men as pretty as they are, where the fineline is fine and not refined?
Obviously emancipation is not a child's best friend. Children need natural graduation by maturity which was systematically apportioned in African culture by age groups and Masquerade troops, rites, rituals and the natural progressions of career, marital life and result driven evidence of maturity, shown in ones achievements, restraints and conceptual articulations of the society and the world. It needed no parental cages while maintaining guard rails.
What is freedom, if it ends in rape, incest and incense for the opposite sex? What is emancipation if the only reason that your "responsible" son has avoided abortions are fertility destroying pills and plastic security, squeezing off his best seeds, as fallow and waste manure in septic tanks of hotels, hostels and even Church bathrooms?
What excellence exists in choice when the people most in a position to help you make it, are pushed out by teachers and boarding education, peer pressure of people who do not share peer in heritage or pre-conditions, praise from people who did not raise you nor participate in the seed they now seek to nurture like an adopted orphan?
What madness is it, when a man, woman or child in this very hostile world begins to see his kin, cousins, uncles and kindred as the starting line of an invisible battle, as moderated by a Preacher or Teacher who in the same breath asks him to love his now strange, tribally, linguistically and kin different "neigbour" as himself?
Are we well? Are we not smoking colonial grade Kush, wrapped in religious seaweed and served with a side dish of educational mushrooms that are in fact misleading us?
The sad part? This is not a Roman Kingdom, we are now the ones peddling Ape shit as a dinner time snack, sitting around a table of foreign furniture, to discuss import dependence and renewing hope in an agenda that is flying on used French planes to a World Economic Forum that does not count us, the founders of the world, as important to its modern design, all while discussions are had on resources that we preside over, as if we were merely caretakers.
Family formed the core of African society and in its aberration, we became abetted and no longer perform at climax but rather render a 3rd part carbon copy of the European format of existence. One we are superior to, which now rules our diminished form.
If unity is strength what better strength is there than a firm foundation. And this is what we lost when we ceded positions on the Indivisibility of all in common interest and the firm delineation of responsibilities that was the hallmarks of the African family.
RELIGIOUS MADNESS
The Chicken you bring for Thanksgiving, how does it get to God? If Pastor eats it, or Chief Priest, what is the difference? By the way, have you ever wondered how they killed the New Yam Festival? P.S I know that 20% will stop reading here... oh well, let's continue.
For a people who knew God 1st hand and whose life was magical, to now cede their faith to Rome, London or Mecca, is the most pathetic fall from grace in history, akin to the story of Adam and Eve.
How can the blind lead the eye doctor? are we not mad, when the son of the Chief Priest who could travel in the smoke, is now asking the Bishop who can barely see without his glasses, for redemption?
Here, The Gods Are 'TO" Blame because they have actively left us, just like we left them. In that sense we who lived in the Garden of Eden (Ancient Africa), now can barely feed 3 square meals, even on forbidden fruits and worse still cannot even complain to our Gods because we no longer know how to talk to them, worse still we call on the fathers of our subjugators, having long forgotten our ancestors, we call on theirs, to rescue us from the very conditions of famine in life and food, that greatly benefits the economic and social supremacy of their sons...
Oga, are we not mad?
If God is a universal element like water and even greater, why does he, it, GOD, need a British address? Why must God Mecca? If the African requires Jerusalem for salvation then that iteration of GOD has been for thousands of years, cruel, partial and dare I say immoral to the African. Leaving them the founders of creation, the bedrock people, out of view of the most essential element of creation - GOD.
This baffles, insults, limits and is nonsensical to any definition of simple water and the venerable Sun, how much more the GOD of all creation.
To think that those who 1st met God, did not know God, is the most horrendous bit of stupidity I have ever heard. It isn't however an accident but rather a conscious, sustained and multi-generation erosion of our personified knowledge of Gods and creation, now replaced with a faith in which we need ever growing faith to believe because the fruits are not just there.
The average African is stuck in a religion he does not practice but cannot stop defending and even often preaches, while pulling pants down, deducting yields and marshalling out acts in clear opposition to the notions he professes, because while he can evidently feel the hunger, he has not seen the potency of this God, even in retribution.
His God, ruled. In thunder and lighting, with speed and efficacy, just in dispensation and unlimited in power and he did not need believe, it was clear for all, evident in the handwriting on the leaves that God was God. Infinite, Potent and a gift to all creation.
In that world, this very same world in which we now gift 10%, vigil, fast and attend weekly services, all to no avail, we had more than enough. More than enough in exchange for just an annual New Yam festival and brief daily greetings in the court yard.
If the Gods asked for a Chicken now and again,, which we had, that cannot be so bad when you now consider that the average African home cannot afford to add Chicken to their very own meals, to talk less of offering one to any God as a sacrifice, for it is those who have that are asked to give.
Immorality, impunity, "Mpu na awuwo", now rule our lives in the midst of universal Christianity and Islam. amid broad assimilation of foreign Gods, we have made our Gods mad and in return, and in their absence we now live a life that is clearly a dissertation on madness, infact a P.hD thesis.
If anyone is blind to the fact that religion is a failure in Africa, that person is probably a member of a Mega Church or Afraid of criticizing Islam.
As an African, if I cannot criticize a foreign religion but they can malign my native traditions, who among us is free in the land of my fathers?
Is it not madness, wherefore I cannot advocate for a household God, or the Gods of my fathers, in their own lands.
In the end our Chief Priests are classed mad, our Priestesses now sing in foreign tongues and charlatans have taken over our spiritual institutions, turning Masquerade traditions into an opportunity to torment, extort and rape Non-initiates. Quacks with no power, demanding human heads for financial success, adultery for fertility and wasteful expressions of the basest versions or a debased parody of our spiritual traditions now fill the media, as factual depictions in Epic movies that have no epistle.
In our communication, practice and historical accounts of our own ancestors spirituality, we have allowed our selves to become tools of miseducation and subjugation, reinterpreting with heretical hypocrisy our own spiritual heritage, in a public sacrifice of standards, that has substituted a culture - inherently spiritual with a modernism of Religious order, that is deeply materialistic in its distant approach to an omnipotent God. God who our people knew as Chi No Nonso (God that is Near), Ifeanyi Chiukwu (Nothing is Impossible with the Supreme God), Chi Bu Ndu (God that is Life/God is Life), is today no where to be found as we convert ourselves to Mary and John, Dauda and Ibrahim, where Mary is rarely a virgin and John makes no sacrifices for his people, Dauda is rarely brave and Ibrahim has no faith.
In our ancient spirituality all were the norm, Virginity, Sacrifice, Bravery and Faith, standard requirements from men and women which now are rare. In those days those who did not possess them were fringe members of society. The same fringe and impotent outcasts, that the colonists used to destroy our original culture and hand us these despotic Gods that rules from particular locations, none of which are on these lands, serving up Airplanes and A.I for their Sons and leaving us in darkness both in the physical manifestations of Solar lights and worse in the human darkness of an evil heart.
To continue in that path, is no fault of our Gods. The Gods Are Not To Blame, because we have not invited them to intervene. We are the ones doing everything in our power to get away from them, even our so called Kings (Oba, Igwe, Olu, Sariki, Asantehene etcs) have forsaken the Gods of their throne but will not leave the seat for those of us who still see that the Sun has no particular point on earth for which it was made, but that if in fact it has a point where it shun more, we are living there.
Religion need not be imported into Africa because we walked with God, unfortunately, they have pointed us in a different direction than the one in which OUR Gods are walking and since we have been on this road we have become a dark continent. Is it not time to look back. Is it not clear that what we are doing is not working? No, it isn't clear, and that by itself is a sign of madness or in fact a type of madness.
Like in all other things, it is time to start the import substitution of Western or Eastern Religion for organic African spirituality, which oddly enough is a more authentic expression of the Christ notions on man's relationship with God, the Zoroastrian foundations and the imagined expressions of Religious powers that were native and natural norms of our forefathers daily lives.
In the days of our ancestors, before the invasion, Their lives were magic, close to God, their lives were full of miracles and mystical solutions, esoteric notions with viral efficacy. They lived in Respect for nature, love for humanity, were one with God, and the aspirations of the modern religions we now embrace, were the daily realities of our pre-colonial society, at large.
God living in a tree in the compound is much more preferred than one that requires a pilgrimage.
If you don't see it that way, good, this article is not attempting to assuage your ego.
you will not be considered mad, by ignoring what I am saying, note that most of us are sharing your mad augmentation of reality and therefore you are in good company, But reason am, are you okay?
You leave God wey dey, go dey find one wey require speaking in new tongues... The tongue wey you, self get, na who give am? Abi that one na Junior god?
Ara! Madness.
The notion that we worshipped idols is not in question, we idolized the Sun, the Moon and the Earth among others while submitting all will to God Almighty. The madness is the notion that this is a lesser order than worshipping a Foreign god in half submission, worship for money amid crass insubordination to even self will with self depreciating indiscipline, is pure evidence that we have gone mad.
Passing over an insistence on virginity we now test out the elasticity of female birth infrastructure far before the head of its first born and now deposit our best seeds in plastic waste bins in an evolution of religious freedom that if possible would bury me for writing this article, all in defence of foreign Gods.
Yet still in my own evident insanity, against the norm, I advocate with proof, that the Gods of my fathers were more potent, more divine and more of mine that what now portends. Note this is not a good way to find a wife, so quote me don't claim it...
Of course you'd have to be mad to agree with me, or at least be willing to appear mad to all the mad people around us and The God's Are Not To Blame, this was done to us by men, strategic conquers who claimed to know God and we like Adam having already known God, listened to the White Eves of colonial miss-direction.
In their case they didn't know what we did and may well have been professing a truth, in our own case we allowed gradual regression and a compromise of faith that 3 generations later have left us in a place where our Gods have no place, among us.
Ara!
TRIBAL MADNESS
South Africans chasing brother Africans away in American Uniforms.
One day we woke up and were one, Nigeria and the Cameroons, South Africans, Africans. Somehow we also become further divided, Nigerians, Southerners, South Eastern, Igbo, Enugu, Nkanu, Nkanu West, Akpugo etc.
By strokes of pens our pre-existing distinctions have become adversarial boundaries and weaponized platforms for Self-Enforced decapitation of any excellent ideas, innovations and developments by our own people.
Here and most definitely, The God's Are Not To Blame. In a strategic bid to divide and conquer, the European selected the most primordial of us and set them to lead as their intermediary. To sustain post colonial hegemony, they ensured the rise of similar creatures of despotic heresy and sustained a backward regression in leadership with bribery, assassinations and selective grants and scholarships, this then and now to this very day.
Because men only do what they learn from their fathers, as the Apple does not fall too far from the tree, the story has continued as old despots give birth to a natural regression of excellence that has brought us to this day. This is the organic result of the weaponization of myopic features like tribe, clan and nepotistic ancestry in our approach to leadership and followership.
In Chinua Achebe's book No Longer at Ease, he lays the foundations of our modern tribal competition, Wherefore the destruction of the nation was a service to ones people in the colonial era, being a means to attract value to ones people, value extracted from an alien invader, a recovery from the spoils of our people.
Today, the children no longer know that these are not spoils, we are now only spoiling, day by day, rotting to the core, digging a hole to ever less ore, or own value because we are no longer looting back our ore but impaling our core.
Madness, madness I tell you. For the Elephant to steal Ivory from a store is one thing, for it to now decapitate its kin is not corruption but murder and wherefore his Kingdom is under attach from the very people who buy the Ivory, each Elephant he gores, is ever more a chance that his children will have no chance of survival as they are left with no strong Kin to protect them.
At the foundation of the modern world is a merger of interests by Western Competitors who in themselves are not merely different tribes but aliens in culture and creed, who merge races to subjugate us, as the least of all humans.
The British (Anglo Saxons), the Portuguese (Iberian), The germans, the Spanish, Italians, and the conquered but yet often toxic mix of Latin American new age sub-oppressors, all led by the Americans (an infinite merger of all that is "White" in the world), rule this modern world and wield us so freely as the tools of their power.
And we are so easily used because we fear our neigbouring tribes more than we fear these usury races, who created the documentations of our distinctions and have marketed them as divisions, where in truth they are divine diversity, similar in value to the symbiotic bio-diversity of Africa's beautiful Savannas and rain forests.
As the Russian and Chinese world emerge, we must not become a sword that merely changes hands. We must wield our sword ourselves. We must weaponize our diversity in Lands, Resources, Leanings, Tribes and Culture to restore our rightful position as the Kings of the earth.
We are nothing less than the next step after God and to do this we must be after God, as were our fathers and kin at all costs.
in line with the founding values of ancient Africa, 1st around family and then community, Community of which tribe is only an extended division, we must revise our views on tribalism.
All Africans must be African first, their Tribe Second and in accepting Kin, no other factor should ever limit your commitment to your kind but personal character.
If we fail in this, this and the next generation will still be slaves, and The Gods Are Not To Blame.
SOCIAL MADNESS
When you are looking for a wife, go here.
Starting with our names, we have lost cultural identity, why should our lifestyle be any different?
When we gather in clubs, it is crass in all the ways of the worst English pub but lacks all the best glamours of the American nightlife. it is a poor copy of the social platforms for meeting new people and/or frolicking.
When we gather in malls, it is expensive in all the extortive ways that a French Brand is in facade, yet lacks all the value and longevity that is the hallmark of Italian craftsmanship. A terrible duplicate of consumerist social theatre with non of the excitement of anything special, in the bags we bring home.
When we build parks, it is not really a park in the way that Central Park opens up New york city. It is rather just government allocation of city space to economic agendas that do not value the direct benefits of heavy traffic that the modern city park thrives on. Often it goes to the extremes of elitism and becomes a vacant lot, many more times it becomes an illicit bazaar of shanties that non of us will consider a reasonable outing with our children.
From Zoological gardens with no animals to Millennium Parks that do not function to Freedom Parks were no one is free to congregate, the African social space is in fact anti-social and this is emblematic of our general social existence and cross pollination with each other.
The world of men, is about bonds and our society creates no platforms for that, less the Churches and Mosques, Beer Parlors and Village/Group Meetings, this being the main reason why these 4 things, in ranked order are the most proliferated social platforms anywhere in Africa.
In each of these platforms the social dialogue and relaxing release they are supposed to gift, give way to politics because they are the only means of mass interaction and therefore open to hijack and in fact essential to hijack.
Our Churches and Mosque overreach religion and become covens of social interactions. They house both positive interactions and our basest social habits because they are the only alternative for the innocent, as a space for social interaction. They therefore become the home for both the pure and pure corruption.
As social spaces they can never fill the void of true social interaction, being rigid and manipulative institutions that are allied to a restricted interpretation of human interaction.
The Bars and Clubs are not much better, because conversations over loud music are not an interaction but rather transactional and drunken dialogue over a sports match is not the best way to make friends.
The Village meetings and groups also take a transactional tone and in none of these are the human social needs met.
Is that sane?
The human being needs human communion. This requires safe spaces to meet, to play and to form bonds in the natural organic flow that free beaches, public parks and village festivals enable much more than the Aforementioned.
Our children need bonds of friendship formed in the natural orders of walks to the stream, stories by moon light and carefree dancing at New Yam festivals that their ancestors had.
In these interactions the bonds were organic not an event and the liberty of self expression was amplified by the general safety that these societies allowed for Kin and neigbours beyond transactions, aiding even male-female interactions that were not unnaturally focused on sex and same sex interactions that were not unnaturally limited to economic transactions.
If this is hard for you to understand, I understand, being in our society, it is easy to go blind to the fact that the way we are is insane. Our social conducts are poor. Far worse are the infrastructure for social communion and the general standard of living for the mass generality of our people.
Past public spaces, what is so fun about out 1 room shacks, that sit next to open gutters, in neighbourhoods were rape motivates the girls to stay in their rooms after 7pm and the boys can barely stay out past 9pm if they still want to own a phone.
Where in our modern social order are we better that our ancestors?, and The God's Are Not To Blame, these in particular are a direct result of the choices we continue to make.
More than anything else, our social life, is a personal choice, no matter our economic conditions or the state of the nation.
Ones social existence is a personal foundation of life and if it is not strong what will the rest, stand on? Here we have choice but it takes knowing that something is wrong, to do something about it.
ECONOMIC MADNESS
Nigeria's Elite order complete mansions of furniture and fittings from abroad. Why can't this be made in our own village, since this one comes from a European village.
living room chairs, floor tiles, Televisions, Bathroom Basins, Bed Mattresses, Doors, Children's Story books, these are all things in a home we don't make. Computers, Machines, Calculators, Business Books, these are all things in the office we don't make. How are we supposed to be prosperous
Many will pick out chairs and say we make those. No. We sew leathers from abroad and put nails from abroad into wood from abroad to make PUT TOGETHER, in mere assembly, chairs and cabinets. In fact the needle, thread, Scissors, nails and hinges are all imported too.
In a sign of madness, up until the Dangote Refinery, fuel was imported into the country with the world's 7th largest oil reserve. In fact many still import fuel now, even now - Are we not mad?
How are we supposed to be wealthy when we import Milk, simple brest extractions from Cow utters thereby making every breakfast a movement towards debt. We also import Leather even when we have a massive cow population and eat Kpomo as if our brains need Cow hide?
we import stories for our children in Western story books and even learn of love in Korean. Where in this, is the strategy for prosperity?
An Alaba Electronics trader import A1 million in products, netting a 5% profit at high risk, he only employees 5 workers and does A2million per annum in transactions. His supplier abroad get A1 million and uses it to subsidize a factory that employs 200 workers and keeps 200 families blooming, while he has to feed his entire extended family from his gains because there are no jobs in his own "God damned" country.
Are we well?
The government buys foreign cars while talking about a National Auto Policy, the Wealthy build Italian style villas with imported Marbles as they complain about the politicians, the Churches and Mosques, Hajj, Pilgrim and encourage Japa, while praying for the nation and the poor who claim to be victims own more iPhones than laptops and keep wondering why they never have money for data.
Where is money supposed to come from, when we are all sending it abroad?
Can one eat a cake and still expect it to be sitting on the table?
In the assimilation of western needs and appreciation of all things foreign, we continue to mortgage our future for flimsy wants, while complaining that our needs are not being met. We fail to produce anything, not even the basic agricultural products for which our forefathers were masters, not the native medicines in which we were Gods, not even magic from which we were Kings, none do we own, none.
Rather we watch David Blaine on "America" T.V, doing magic, all while cursing our own diviners ad fake. we visit the British Museum to watch stolen artifacts while burning our shrines at home. we continue to import Pharmaceutical poisons while failing to simply distill Ugu leaves for vitamin C, worse of all, we now import Chicken and when we choose to farm, we go to great lengths to make our beautiful lands produce Apples and Bell Peppers. What madness?
How can a land you have given so little tilling and sewn nothing in, give you yield?
We are like a farmer who keeps buying from his neighbours. Selling plot after plot of land every year to pay for food and now wondering how he is left with only one plot.
Our economic model is consumerist and that is why our government is now depend on natural resources, sold at firesale and our people stuck with sending young wards abroad, misdirected from passions, all to sustain our continuous consumption.
What manner of business plan is the entrepreneurship of selling trees instead of fruits and then expecting the profits to grow year on year, is it not madness?
Are The God's To Blame? No, We no longer even know their names and Akaraka (Destiny), is no longer on our minds when we plan careers. Every one used to want to be a Nurse, now we all A.I.
POLITICAL MADNESS
The President of Nigeria marketing American Assembled Japanese Toyota products even when Innoson is Nigeria's Largest Car brand and China is its largest trading partner.
Wherefore our enterprises have become trade and resource exploitation, our politics has become a leading enterprise.
The new game in town is not to found a leading edge business but to make a enough capital through "any" means to be able to contest election and become the hand that shares the national cake.
Past service to humanity, something better has emerged - personal service.
In this self service enterprise, you buy power as the highest bidder, not inorder to bring light to your people but to sell the power plants built by your predecessor and whereby he was lazy as you and did not build power plants to sell the generators he dared to leave behind and wherefore he did not leave generators behind, to generate a bid for power licenses, selling off the future of light, not to those with capacity or good intentions but to those who are willing to grease your palms, even if they have never seen grease and cannot merely fathom the concept of electricity, to talk less of having any ability to make power.
African politics is not about governance but rule, positions are not about leadership but herding. Worse still, these cow (our people), don't get fed, you only capture them when they have gotten fat on their own efforts and push them towards slaughter, profiting off a leverage of power that played no role in the development of the resources it now sells, off the mines of our peoples' lands, human energy and capital gains.
Worse than taxation without representation, you superintend humiliation on top of exploitation.
As Amu Djoleto pontificates in his book Money Galore pg 30 "Oh, the speech-makers must know that no one is listening! It's the same thing: promise, promise; in future, in future.... I suppose it's simply everyone playing it on everybody".
In essence our politics is a game of wits, where all are witty, in the end the center still does not hold and everything is falling apart as everyone is trying to get rich by squandering everything, leaving nothing in the end to squander by the pure lifeblood of our people and the raw crust of our lands.
Governance by distibution, development by exploitation, humanity by selfish appropriation - Madness.
This would all be fine if the world boiled down to here and now but we compete in a global world and our race to the bottom in leadership is mirroring with multiplied accuracy, our pitiful fall in the order of nations And The Gods Are Not To Blame.
this is an intricate part of global hegemony which continues to seed us a natural brake to human progress by supporting the weak and killing the strong, worse still, it steals our young and leaves our best abroad or impotent to action.
RUNNING MAD
L-R: Imposition of a REAL Mad man on a photo of Niger Delta Militants. Am not telling you which kind of madness, employ initiative but be robust in the madness - never go half naked to the market, show evidence, give people a story for the generations.
When you recognize your madness but do not know the solution, you then run mad. At this stage you are much better than some of our politicians, Socialites, Entrepreneurs, Religious Leaders and Citizens, who are not going to have the chance of recognizing the futility of possession without use.
It is the final realization that he has lost something he cannot recover that makes the mad man take off his clothes in anger and punish himself by walking around in perpetual perambulation.
What shall it profit a man to gain the whole world and loose his soul? Well, if that be the question let us posit it with arrow accuracy, at our own conditions.
What has been the profit of the abandonment of our Gods, our ways and our heritage?
What has been the gains from the borrowed tongues in which he have been obsessively converted, such that children get beaten in school for speaking their fathers tongue?
What has been the gains of a ruinous political system that gifts us a governance architecture that is alien to norms and adversarial to the communal development and organic systems of respect and hierarchy that prevailed our history?
What is the gift in modern clubs when the girls are no longer fresh and the boys bear no future in mind for the bellies they infiltrate?
What is the gain in parks for a people who lived in Jungles and swam in rivers, who can now barely find a clean stream nor grown trees in the interlocked grounds we now install in the center of barren cities?
What is the gain in loosing natural resources to Shell, earning in return, a blood soaked creek, whose lands are manured in crude and do not produce anything good, not even the light for which our oil and gas, is the best fuel?
We are not well but we are refusing to run mad.
It is deeply clear that The Gods Are Not To Blame, because we do not entertain their names, nor do we bow in shame, how then can we deposit to them, our very own fails, when we refuse to wail?
We have failed but we have also forgotten to run mad and that is why the situation continues. Generation after generation, our children encounter the near insanity that is our lives, but because we refuse to finish the cycle, they themselves repeat it.
SUMMARY
Patrice Lumumba was captured and murdered by Colonial masterminds, using African hands for daring to run mad. Africa needs a Madder man, who gets to stay alive. I will bring honor to his name!
The African Condition is a problem of Over Intelligence, whereby our survival instincts have kicked in so excellently, in a manner that most preserves the one, however in the world where one is not the sum, nothing we do on our own will ever add up to a world, fit for human consumption, at least for Africa and Africans.
In the days now so far gone, our Religion was Communion, our Language created the Unions, through Festivals and creeds we formed our Social order, in shared market days and focus on akaraka, wealth was evenly distributed or on the least enough, by respect for elders and divine decrees we were lead by the refined, yielding to the Gods of our lands, all to a life that was far more enjoyable than the storm that we are now riding.
In a world all our own, we were fine.
We must find ourselves again.
The worse of all madness is ARA ENWE UCHE (Complete madness), wherefore the mad man has lost every ability to cognitively discern that he is in fact insane. That might very well be the reason why we are wearing these intelligent suits in the heat of the african sun, amidst a battle, that is better fought naked and enraged, we put up fake smiles on internet town halls, fighting with pens boards, a sword fight, or worse, pontificating about the immorality of a nuclear war, when a missile has already struck.
A deep component of this advanced stupidity, are the echo chambers we all enter. In Religious orders, Trade unions, Political parties, Social clubs and other non organic societies formed post colonialism we echo nonsense like musical notes.
These societies which we have now used to replace the well ordered communities from which we came as sustaining our subjugations effectively. These societies of interests not unity, victories not development, self and not all, that was use to tame us, have now been fully adopted by us and is helping us tame ourselves into the docile servants of the world, a self herded global labour force, an organically regressing peoples, whose chains of personalized enslavement do not need locks.
And The Gods Are Not To Blame, but I will damn them if they do not empower me to scatter the pots of evil incantations that now hold our people, my people, in chains.
I know the charms and many others do. Tea for me and none for thee, praise for high marks that do not care about the score so far as the answers coerce, sponsorship for the sheeps and non for free minds.
Manipulations and games that keep us all in chains.
In the modern day YouTube, Netflix, to control the culture, Swifts and World Banks to keep us in the lines of Trade that impale, United Nations that divide our nations and cannot allow open boarders by brothers, Nuclear weapons for me and none for thee, Trump cards in their "White" house and Mickey Mouse running ours, which for whatever reason is white.
Old tricks in new glasses, whips exchanged for one way roads whose gates they control.
I am coming and our Gods are right behind me, in fact I think they have moved ahead of me because they have just been waiting for one of us to go mad and I have fully lost my mind.
I king Ifeanyichiukwu Oruruo, (AjaAni Nke Mbu, Isi mmili Na Asolu Ora, Na Nkanu) will accept NO COMPROMISE ON NOTHING BUT THE BEST FOR MY PEOPLE! What about you?
Africa does not need a Messiah, it needs you, doing all that you can do to change what ever little corners of our lives the Gods see fit, to let you manage. And if you find that you cannot fix it, run mad, so that our children will at least know, that something is wrong and we couldn't fix it.
i expect that we can, but just in case we can't, let's send then a message in naked rants, Aggrieved resignations, rejection of the toxins, such that they also do not "Drink the Cool Aid" and where we failed they may very well succeed.
What is the goal, to rid these lands of invaders, including their cultures, their ways and their Gods, so that we can heal the land and when we see the rain, we can not longer associate it with out pain because we know that any toils under or Yellow Sun, will meet rewards, the toil not in vain, the world world our gain, finally sane, Kings of our whole domain.
SERIES CONCEPT
this is a syndicated Article Released Every Thursday and focused on exposing the root causes of the characteristic imbalances of the african story, with solutions that are practical for each of us to take independent of government and economic or social class.
Our world is out of balance and THE GODS ARE NOT TO BLAME... We are. While the world and other factors have a hand in our degraded quality of Life and position in the world, we must take ownership of the restoration of our pride of place in the world and in the arrival at a quality of Life that is worthy of our heritage.
And here are the tools of understanding and action, if you fail to use them, note that THE GODS ARE NOT TO BLAME... You are.
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