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Entertainment As Agent Of Moral Renewal And Challenges Ahead Of Nigerian Musicians



Alex Enemanna

By Alex Enemanna

Entertainment as a cardinal role of the media is critical in offering the human mind a moment of relaxation to ease off stress and unwind after a long day at work. Usually encoded in electronic or print medium as drama, music, comedy, cartoon or puzzle, entertainment beyond stimulating the mood also is an avenue to communicate an important message to a target group or audience with the primary aim of engendering a move and action to foster a positive response.

Sadly, majority of music available for our consumption today are akin to what Shakespeare in Macbeth described as tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. They are lyrical nonsense with little or no value to add to the moral reorientation of the listener. This is irrespective of the popularity they gain in the market and the amount of Naira and Dollar the originators smile to the bank with. The market forces as currently programmed by the Western powers are only concerned with sound without any attention to the meaning.

The videos are not what any parent or guardian can sit in the comfort of his home and invite his children and wards for a family relaxation session. It reflects a total loss of self worth and advertises army of ladies ready to trade their pride for rabble-rousing and imaginary fame. The global entertainment industry, especially music industry, just like many other areas of human life has been grossly contaminated and altered with transcultural imposition from the West and readily received in the capsule seal of civilization by the peripheral nations including Nigeria.

These excessively provocative and overtly suggestive images are alien to our own culture as a people. They are in sharp contrast if not totally strange to what our society represents. The production pattern has been largely tailored to reflect the culture and general way of life of the core nations to the detriment of own norms, a perfect example of a people still engrossed in mental colonialism and a people whose culture is in the life support engine. They have taken after the likes of Snoop Doogs, Lady Gagas, Rihanas, Shakiras, Nicki Minajs and what have you in a desperate effort to Americanise the rest of us and bring us to civilization.

Paradoxically, at a time when our dear nation is in dire need of amplified campaign for a moral rebirth as a result of the public relations gaffe our image has been exposed to in the global arena especially in Italy, US, Saudi Arabia, even neighbouring Burkina Faso, Ghana and others, the music industry has not only failed to wield the magic wand at its disposal, but has added to our growing reasons for concern. What we see today in the name of music production is a direct response to the wannabe mentality stirred in our psyche by the superpower.

The aggressive promotion of sex, materialism, drug, violence et al in the media space has a subliminal effect on our corporate society. The young minds who have the tendency to repeat in action or words what they see over the television or hear overtime are the worse hit. They stand the risk of having their moral psyche fatally distorted and by manifestation, their behavioural output. Do you still wonder how our little ones manage to master these lyrics and rehearse.. them with mathematical accuracy just like the authors? Meet any child in your neighbourhood and ask him/her to sing Tiwa Savage’s or Teni’s latest song for you and receive the shock of your life. Do you still wonder why their dressing patterns tend to imitate the Olamides, Davidos, Flavours, Phynos, Burna Boys, Wizkids, Tekno and the rest of them?

The “money for body” rhythms blasting all over the speakers along the streets, filling stations, commercial vehicles and shopping complexes have a powerful effect on the thoughts and the behavioural pattern of our youths who usually see these music stars as role models. Wizkid’s Soco in which he promised to bless a certain ‘baby’ with money, cunning money, only money because Eledumare blessed her with body passes a strong message. It does not only commodify the ‘baby’ in question and make her an object of merchandise but implies that anywhere and anyhow money is gotten, through cunning and any other means is acceptable.

In an effort to instill some modicum of decorum in the industry, the electronic media regulatory body, National Broadcasting Commission (NBC) has had reasons to wield the big stick in the past and banned songs it perceived not to be airworthy in line with their core mandate. Olamide’s “Wo” and “Wavy Level”, Davido’s “Fall” and 9ice’s “Living Things” were among songs affected in this ban in 2017. The Tekno’s ‘you like my banana’ and Flavours ‘ukwu sara mbara’ depict the height of vulgarity, pruriency and a refined sense of moral decadence. What exactly are they really impacting on the young ones? Incidentally, this is happening at a time when legion of young men have taken to music career as safe haven to mitigate to impact of the labour market saturation, ‘hammer’ in not distant time, live in obscene opulence and debauchery with little or no thought about their vibe, talent and contribution to morality in the society.

The question that readily comes to mind is, what has happened to the era of Zenzile Miriam Makeba when music was used as instrument to advocate against apartheid and white-majority government in South Africa? What has happened to the era of the Afrobeat maestro, Fela Kuti when music was used to put those in government on their toes? Is it about the era of Prince Nico Mbarga when music was used to celebrate motherhood? What about the era of Onyeka Onwenu when music was used as instrument for national unity and peaceful co-existence? Who will not be pricked in the heart after listening to the songs of Sunny Okosun when music was used to awaken the national consciousness on the need to abhour the embers of violence?

The growing rate of sundry trans-border crimes especially internet fraud, drug and child trafficking, prostitution and piracy in an aggressive quest to “hit” has a symbiotic relationship with the lifestyle these music stars have introduced in the minds of our young ones through the media. In a recent confessional statement during an interrogation in Gombe, a suspected internet fraudster, Gabriel Michael said he was influenced by the lifestyle and songs of a Nigerian musician, Naira Marley, the “Am I a Yahoo Boy” crooner. Ponderously, millions of Gabriel Michael has been created across the country on the account of the lifestyle of our music industry players.

The visible paradigm shift that has struck the industry is heightened by quest for honour and recognition as those with superior lyrical insanity tend to lift the trophy during Grammy awards. When x-rayed in the light of value, some of the award winning songs will have a comfortable abode in the waste bin.

No doubt, a handful of artists, including Zaky Azzay, Tuface Idibia and few others have lent their voices towards the campaign for rancour free elections and the need for our youths to shun gangsterism and brigandage, this however is grossly inadequate. There is still a lot more work to be done in this regard.

Our entertainers especially musicians and filmmakers must as a matter of service to fatherland take it up as a challenge to provide a moral compass to millions of young men and women across the world who see them as role models. They must see themselves as leaders and learn to embed their songs with lyrics that will instill a sense of decency in the psyche of those they lead and bring about moral rebirth at this critical stage of our national history.

No thanks to the ravaging unemployment rate across board that has made the recruitment of these strippers just a whistle away. They are readily available to render services even at a cost little above mess of portage. This they do nearly unclad while their male counterparts are moderately dressed.

The NBC must resist intimidation from these moneybag entertainers and remain resolute to achieving their mandate of restoring decency in our airwaves for our generation next. Music as a communication tool can amass an overwhelming social change that will birth a new era in our national history. With easy access to music and home videos, made possible by advancement in technology, entertainment has an enormous role to play in rebuilding our chequered image both internally and externally.

Entertainment industry undeniably has also played a major role in boosting our GDP. There is however need to put appropriate measures in place as not to send a wrong signal in the minds of our young ones.

A national moral rebirth is a duty we must all champion for our overall good. There couldn’t be any better time to do this than now.

Enemanna is an Abuja-based journalist.

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Let Me Shine!




By Odunayo Oluwatimilehin

I am a little creature,
created to fulfill a special purpose on earth.
I am a product of human consummation.

I developed first as a foetus, and progressed gradually,
into a living being composed of a spirit, soul, and a body.

I am the long awaited bundle of joy,
A symbol of conjugal completeness,
A magical color that beautifies Marital vows.

I brought joy, happiness, and change of status to the family I was delivered to.
I was the reason behind the bright moon smiles on faces.
I was cherished, loved, and cared for at my arrival.

Now that my parents desire to have me has been granted.
I have just “One wish”.
Just one wish and I’ll be fine.

One wish to express my inert dreams.
One wish to be ‘Me’.
One wish to leave an indelible mark on the sand of time.

One wish to dazzle like Diamond.
One wish to shine forth as Gold.

Please, strengthen me when I’m weak.
Counsel me when I’m discouraged.
Hold my hands often, and affirm your love to me.

Just like houseplants,
Nurture me to grow on the right path.
Do not spare the rod when I’m wrong.

Release me like an Eagle when the time is right.
No matter the heights I’ll reach,
I will forever remain your little child.
Let me Shine!

Dedicated to Children all over the world, in celebration of May 27th, 2020 Children’s Day


Odunayo Oluwatimilehin, OYEWOLE.

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An Open Letter To Governor Ifeanyi Okowa



Your Excellency Sir,

This open letter is a direct response to the official press statement that was made by the secretary to the state Government, Mr Chiedu Ebie on the 19th of May. In the press release, he announced that the government of Delta State is putting measures in place in other to establish a security organization which will be positioned to combat the rising insecurity in the State. I agree with your decision considering the porous security situation in the country and coupled with the covert moves of the powers that be to export hundreds of Almajiri folks to states that are unconnected to their political and economic misery.

Indeed, your decision is commendable but there is an observable error in it. This error is not telling good about us. Gains will not be made if what was mentioned in that press statement should come to be. People who are fighting for survival must apply common sense when it comes to their security. This letter is simply designed to remind you that the idea to include some Northerners into the yet to be established Office of Special Adviser on Peace Building and Conflict Resolution calls for a serious concern.

Your Excellency Sir, there won’t be any need for me to start schooling you again about insecurity in the country. You are the chief security officer of your state and moreover you duly understand the security situation in the whole of Nigeria. I still don’t understand the rationale behind the planned inclusion of some Northern extraction into the Office of Special Adviser on Peace Building and Conflict Resolution. After examining the decision, I can prognosticate dark days ahead. Things are not done that way. The decision of your government is somewhat misplaced and makes us to look like people who can’t do things on their own.

Dark days are truly ahead. We the Easterners should stop acting to love Nigeria more than others when at the end the people whom we are trying to align ourselves to doesn’t care about our ‘one Nigerianness’. Damning this mentality of ‘let’s do it this way so that nobody will see us as divisive people’ is one necessary thing that must be done. We owe no one apology or explanation on how we can go about our security in as much as it’s done according to the extant laws. Perhaps, it’s a matter of survival and not a cry for political correctness!

There is hisbah police in the North and Amotekun in the Southwest, how many Easterner can we see both in Hisbah and Amotekun security formations or any of their affiliated committees? Can they even conceive such dastardly idea? These people for a minute don’t trust us but we easily trust and unnecessarily engage them into sensitive issues about us. This is a country that thrive on suspicion. No oneness! No trust! So I wonder what your government is planning to achieve by getting these Northerners involved in the so called committee. Don’t quote me wrong. I’m not trying to say that your government shouldn’t engage the stakeholders in consultation when it comes to matters like this. But the main point is that limitations should be defined in sensitive issues like the one at hand. Some people are meant to stand outside while certain problems about us are being discussed.

We know the solution to farmers and herders clashes in the region. Open grazing should be completely banned in the state. A defined space should be made available for grazing of cows. 24 hours surveillance should be mounted in the place. Any herder caught with firearms should be arrested and prosecuted without minding who is infuriated or not. As the chief security of your state, you are constitutionally responsible for the security of your constituents. Adequate security decisions and actions should be made to work in consonance with the present security reality.

On several occasions, the marauding herders have killed and displaced hundreds of farmers in the Eastern region with little or no actions by the governors to arrest the escalating tension. Without minding the damage the activities of the herders have caused on the region, you unfortunately fell to the trick of wanting to involve a total stranger into the Office of Special Adviser on Peace Building and Conflict Resolution. It is unacceptable Sir! That decision can blatantly result to self sabotage.

However, when Hisbah was formed, no Easterner was there. And when Amotekun was constituted, they never invited an Easterner to be a member of any committee so why are we inviting strangers into important issues about us? Remember, he who sups with the devil should have a long spoon. The purported plan of involving some Northern elements into the Office of Special Adviser on Peace Building and Conflict Resolution is a slap on us. The plan should be revised. There is no benefit in it. It will only complicate matters and magnify the arrogance of these tormentors. Don’t make the mistake of buying a baby lion that will grow and turn around to devour our flesh.

In conclusion Sir, I will suggest you reassemble your security tink tanks. All of you should sit and do a deep brainstorming on your decision. Weigh the future implications and make proper amendments. Let’s avoid the issue of had I known.

Yours sincerely

Kalu Nwokoro Idika

Kalu Nwokoro Idika is a political analyst, investigative and freelance journalist. He can be reached via email:

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‘If You Can’t Take Blows, Don’t Throw Blows’



femi adesina

By Femi Adesina

Let me start by giving due credit for this headline, which is not original to me. I lifted it from the 1983 song by reggae star, Peter Tosh, in the album titled Mama Africa. The song is Glass House, and it goes thus:

“If you live in a glasshouse

Don’t throw stones

And if you can’t take blows brother

Don’t throw blows.”

I’ve recently found out that it’s the opposite that some Nigerians want. They want to use foul language, harangue their President, abuse him, and then, nobody must respond to defend the President. They want to dish out blows, and they don’t want to take any.

But it doesn’t work that way. If you can’t take blows brother don’t throw blows. That’s the way life goes.

For about five years, some people have made it a pastime to talk about President Muhammadu Buhari anyhow. They attempt to lead him by the nose, order him around, and call him names. The man just ignores them, and continues to work calmly for the country. And he’s making the difference in different spheres of national life. Steadily.

Last week, I chose to give out some light blows. Very light ones. That was when I realized that those who had been dealing out the blows for years have nothing but glass jaws. They collapsed, and saw stars.

I had got a request to appear on the breakfast show of Naija Info FM. There were initial scheduling difficulties, but eventually, we found a mutually acceptable time.

It was like the station was the bastion for some angry Nigerians, the type that saw nothing good in government, and who took delight in negative criticisms. No problem. We have learnt to deal with all sorts.

I responded to questions from the show presenter, the relevant and the not so relevant ones. And then the phone lines were thrown open.

One man first charged that the interview session was a waste of time, as I had parried all the questions thrown at me. Oh ho. What did he want? Dabble into issues that do not involve a presidential spokesman, and then make a mess of eating an egg? I simply referred the interviewer to those who could answer his questions in government. As spokesman to the President, you were not Jack of all trade, otherwise you would end up being master of none. Whatever was outside your purview, just refer to the right quarters.

Another man came on the line. When would the President talk to us, he charged. At least we voted him into office, so he has a moral duty to talk to us. He said he was a school principal, and he talks to his students every morning at the assembly hall.

Wrong premise. Wrong conclusion. You can’t parallel a President leading 200 million diverse people with a principal superintending over less than 500 or 1,000 students, who were even half paying attention, or giggling, and poking fun at the shoes or shirt, or tummy of the man talking to them.

Now, this narrative of ‘he must talk to us’ is a common one in the country. I’d responded to it more times than I could remember. But what made it a bit irksome last week was the fact that the President had just made three major national broadcasts over the previous four weeks. And here was a man commanding him to ‘come and talk to us’ once again.

I threw my own jab. Why was the man sounding like a broken record, repeating itself endlessly? Before the series of national broadcasts started, you said President Buhari was not talking on the COVID-19 pandemic, when he had set up a team of experts and professionals, who were handling the emergency adequately, and briefing Nigerians daily. Then he makes three broadcasts, and you still say he’s not talking. He must do a media chat. You want a talkative President? Soon, you would say again that he talks too much.

I explained that it was not the President’s style to chirrup like a cockatoo. He is a man of few words, who preferred action to words. I even pleaded that we should understand the nature of the man we have elected to lead us, and let him do the work.

You know what? If it was former President Olusegun Obasanjo that had come under the ‘you must talk to us’ barrage like that, and on live television, he would have first cleared his throat noisily, adjusted himself in his seat, and then bellowed:

“And who are you, that I must talk to you? I say who the hell are you? Who is your father? Who is your father’s father, that you are commanding me to talk to you? Were you born when we fought a Civil War to keep this country together? Where was your father when I received the instrument of surrender from the Biafra Forces? Don’t come here and tell me nonsense. Talk to us, my foot!”

But President Buhari would not upbraid anyone like that. He rather keeps his peace. And some people have now taken liberty for license, till they begin to sound like broken records. Yes, no apologies. That’s how they sound.

The fact that you have voted a man into office is not carte blanche for you to lead the man around by the nose. A leader worth his salt would not even submit himself to such cavalier treatment. Definitely not President Buhari. I made that point clear on the program.

Another caller came. Why are you talking to us like used toilet paper? You are too arrogant.

Oh, really? Well, if you see yourself like used toilet paper, then, I can’t help you. ‘If you don’t say you are, nobody would say thou art,’ goes a popular saying. If you see yourself like grasshoppers beside the giants in Canaan, just like 10 of the 12 sons of Israel sent to spy the Promised Land, then you can’t be helped. You will end up like grasshoppers. Like used tissue paper.

Then came another angry man. Things are not going well in this country. We are even tired of this government.

We? Does a single man use that collective pronoun for himself? The man could only talk for himself, but why was he talking for other people, without a power of attorney? I calmly told him: another election is due in 2023. Who says you can’t be President? You should simply run for office.

The Good Book says by the measure with which you mete to others, so shall it be meted back to you. The callers chose to be pugnacious, unruly, and I didn’t go back home to fetch replies for them. That was what they asked for. Part of the duties of being a presidential spokesman is that you must defend your principal, particularly if you had calmly explained for years, and some people chose not to listen. If they throw blows, then they must be ready to also receive. Once in a while.

Some people revel in trying to bring down those in government. The moment you choose to serve your country, they try to position you as enemy of the public. They try to dress you in borrowed robes. Oh, he’s a liar. He is in government to feather his own nest. He has become pompous and arrogant. He talks to us anyhow. He will end badly. Didn’t the ones before him end in oblivion?

Hateful people. Envious souls. In vain do you wish some people reversals in life. And let me tell you: my destiny does not rest in the hand of any man. Yes, not you, evil wishers. You missed it this time. My case is different, because God has got my back. He brought me into government at a time I didn’t aspire for it, didn’t even want it. He is the master of my fate. The Master Mariner will land me on halcyon shores, however stormy the voyage could be. And President Buhari will succeed.

My friend, Kurtis Adigba, a dyed-in-the-wool Buharist, not like some fair weather supporters we have known, was the first person to call my attention to an attempt to demonize me on social media, arising from the interview.

“They want to bring you down, smear your reputation,” he told me on phone. He said they were already sharing video clips of where I spoke sharply to people, and saying I was rude and arrogant. I laughed, and thanked him. Adigba went ahead to mount a robust defence of me on his Facebook wall, as did many others. I thank them. There are friends that stick closer than brothers.

My family, relations, acquaintances, all got the video clips home and abroad. They called, asking if I was allowing some nasty people to get under my skin. I explained to each one. I was firmly in control of my emotions, and what I did was deliberate. The President has been insulted enough, and it was time we fought back. He that throws blows must be ready to receive. It’s only pathetic that they have glass jaws.

I remember a story I heard in the late 1970s.I actually knew the couple, and the woman was like four times the size of the man. But the husband was always rough-handling his wife, beating her up at will.

One day, the woman was said to have purchased Indian hemp worth sisi (five kobo). She smoked it. And there came the husband to beat her up again. The woman simply packed the man, spun him round and round on her head, and threw him against the wall. The man saw stars, but he thought it was a fluke. He got up, attempted to lay his hands on the wife again, and the woman gave him a bear hug. After almost choking him to death, she threw the man against the wall again. When the man managed to get up, he took to his heels.

That was the last day he ever raised his hands against the woman.

You Tarka me, I Dabo you, God no go vex (the younger generation may not understand this. A story for another day). What am I saying in summary? Those who run down our President on every platform for inexplicable reasons should not think they will always get away with it. If you live in a glasshouse, don’t throw stones. And if you can’t take blows brother don’t throw stones.

United Nations Secretary General, Antonio Guterres, recently warned against what he called the “virus of hate.” His words: “We must act now to strengthen the immunity of our societies against the virus of hate.”

Yes, that virus is well and alive in Nigeria. It is even deadlier than Coronavirus. But those who harbor it will not always get away with it. There will always be a fight back.

~ Adesina is Special Adviser on Media and Publicity to President Buhari

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