In the 1970s and 1980s, a politician, a military officer, a police officer, a pastor, a cleric, a school teacher, a university lecturer, a school administrator, a civil servant, a company worker, a corporate executive, a businessman, a trader, an artisan, or a professional—doctor, lawyer, engineer, accountant, etc., a parent, a student, or a child would not and never dreamt of the kind of material acquisitions their counterparts have today, nor got involved in the kind of destructive inordinate greed of today, and never lived above their means.

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NIGERIA HAS NOT FAILED! We Nigerians are the ones who have failed Nigeria with our insatiable greed and inordinate living above our means.

Nigeria is not a failed state. We Nigerians are the failed and broken human beings, and our collective failure and brokenness is the disaster we see as our nation today.

Nigeria is 100 times more prosperous today than it was in the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s. Life was harder in the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s than it is today. Yet, we are crying of hunger and poverty today, not because there is not enough, but because we can’t seem to grab enough individually to satisfy our insatiable greed.

Our parents lived within their means. Many of us with our 7 to 10 siblings grew up in one-room apartments divided by a curtain to separate the bed area where our parents slept. Some of us grew up in two-room apartments with another extra bed in the sitting room. That’s the accommodation our parents’ means could afford, and we were all happy inside them. Only the children of top civil servants and corporate executives grew up in 2 or 3-bedroom flats that were the official residences of their parents, and which they vacated on retirement. Our parents saved throughout their working lives to build a bungalow in the village where they retired after their working life.

But today, we scream Nigeria is finished because we can’t pay for the 3-bedroom posh apartment we took in Lekki that is well above our means; because a thieving civil servant has not completed his 7th two-storey building due to the cost of building materials or can’t maintain the 5 houses he has abroad due to the exchange rate.

Our parents went to work on foot, in public transport, on bicycles, on motorbikes, or hitched rides with neighbours—whichever their income could afford then. Only top big businessmen, civil/public servants, and corporate executives went to work with cars, which, of course, were official cars that belonged to their establishments. But today, we scream Nigeria is finished because we are yet to add to our bursting garages the 5th latest automobile or fill the tank of our 4th car that the housemaid takes to the market.

In a whole compound of 12 families in the 1980s, only one neighbour could have a television set, and all the other families enjoyed their favourite programmes from it. But today, one family has 2 to 3 TVs in one apartment, yet they are not happy and are shouting Nigeria is finished because they can’t have another extra TV in the kitchen.

Many of us in the 1970s, 1980s, and even 1990s hawked Akamu, Akara, and Bread every morning before we went to school, and hawked ‘Ogazi eggs’, fufu, ice water, saccharine ice cream, garri, palm oil, kerosene, oranges, bananas, and other fruits, etc., every afternoon after school to help our parents feed us and pay our one-room rent. But today, we shout Nigeria is finished because the price of Golden Morn, Indomie, Fresh Milk, and Shoprite Buttered Bread for our spoilt brats we call children have gone up.

Many of us fetched firewood to prepare family meals, water for family use, goat weed to feed our father’s goats before we went to school in the morning. Many of us trekked 5 kilometres to school barefoot and 5 kilometres back every day. Many of us made brooms, baskets, and other handicrafts to help our parents buy our school uniforms, school sandals, and festive clothes. All the money we were gifted by relations and family friends that visited, or for running errands for neighbours, was handed over to our mothers to add to buying us Christmas or Sallah clothes. But today, we scream that Nigeria is finished, that Nigeria is a failed state because the price of cooking gas went up; because we can’t afford the 2 million naira that is well above our means, which we pay as school fees for our children, or afford our usual yearly holiday trips this year for our kids or the whole family due to an increase in the price of air tickets.

Our mothers in the 1970s and 1980s cut torn wrappers into nice pieces for them and their daughters’ menstrual use. After each menstrual cycle, the pieces were washed with detergents and Dettol, then preserved for another menstrual cycle next month in a box filled with camphor. But today, we shout Nigeria is finished because the price of sanitary pads has gone up a little.

It was normal in the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s for a woman to take care of 6 children with the same set of napkins, safety pins, blankets, and macintosh, which were washed and preserved in a box filled with camphor to await the arrival of the next child. BUT TODAY, we are pained, bitter, and scream Nigeria is finished because the price of disposable nappies has gone up.

We can go on and on but for want of time and space.

Nigeria is not finished, nor has it failed. We Nigerians are the finished and broken people who have failed our country with our insatiable greed, inordinate ambitions, and unhealthy competitions that have forced us to live above our means and destroy the system in order to steal or be in control to be able to have access to the government or our organisation’s funds to fuel our greed.

THERE IS ENOUGH for EVERY NIGERIAN but not enough to satisfy our greed and unsustainable living. Our vain cravings have condemned us to a country of angry, bitter, and broken souls spitting nothing but venom and foolishness at a system that is our creation and our mirror image.

Before you next talk about any leader or government that is enslaving you, first free your own mind from the ENSLAVEMENT of INSATIABLE GREED, UNHEALTHY COMPETITION, and LIVING ABOVE YOUR MEANS which is destroying your life and the country.

Before you next talk about any tribe enslaving you, FIRST FREE YOUR OWN MIND from SUPERSTITIOUS IGNORANCE, PRIMITIVE SENTIMENTS, DUBIOUS CONTRIVED EMOTIONS, BIGOTRY, and ETHNIC CHAUVINISM.

Before you next talk about any RELIGION making efforts to enslave you, first cure and free your own mind from RELIGIOUS IGNORANCE, FANATICISM, and INTOLERANCE.

As a youth, before you next talk about taking over the country, FIRST CURE YOURSELF of UNPREPAREDNESS and OPPORTUNISM; first free your own mind from MENTAL LAZINESS, INERTIA, AUTHORITATIVE IGNORANCE, DOPED CONTRIVED BITTER EMOTIONS, and OVERSIZED ENTITLEMENT MENTALITY.

Nobody, no system, nor life itself gifts anything to any human being simply because one is a youth. Our choices, efforts, and sustainable decisions determine where we end up.

NIGERIA IS NOT FINISHED!! NIGERIA IS NOT A FAILURE and DOES NOT NEED FIXING!!!

WE NIGERIANS ARE the ACTUAL FAILED, FINISHED, and BROKEN PEOPLE THAT NEED TO FIX OUR OWN LIVES, OUR LIVING, and OUR CHOICES!!!!

Let’s think about that.
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