When Eedris Abdulkareem sang “Nigeria jagga-jagga” during a presidential outing and OBJ rebuked him by saying, “Your mama and your papa na jagga-jagga,” that was somewhat the beginning of the end of Eedris’ musical career. When Yar’Adua took over the utmost mantel of leadership, I quietly said to myself that I’ll give him till this December 2008 to see or feel the effect of his leadership. But as usual, a perennially hot syndicate of persons with no face infest the peaceful polity, taking strong root at the helms of affairs in each state of the federation and spreading like an unstoppable, incurable virus. They are the descendants of faceless political vampires of old, and they have spent billions of ill-gotten naira to create a powerful and transparent cloak of pretentious, waterless goodness to cover their collective evil. They make sure they shake the entire Nigerian nation. These creatures are faceless because there is no concrete evidence of the suffocating evil they forever do. They are clever and smart to permanently conceal their evil. Their biological children never grew up in Nigeria, not even in Africa or some parts of Asia. The members of this secret, “vampiric”, deathly and ever-growing syndicate are manifold, but compared to the size of the ordinary masses of this nation, they are far less than a handful, even lower than a fingerful.

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