Showing posts with label economy.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label economy.... Show all posts

Monday, July 25, 2011

MTN....Your 'Worst' Connection!

grrrrhhhh...!!!
It pains my heart that the 1st blog entry I make after a while comes with a negative intent/experience. I wish it differently but I live in Nigeria after all. It is only in Nigeria that companies have a field day skimming and scamming their customers/consumers while the Consumer Protection Council stays dormant, NCC keep 'dulling' and the FG continue dipping their filthy hands into our collective inheritance.


My experience derives from a text message i received from MTN about two weeks ago wherein they apologized for their default bad service on BIS, they added that i was getting 1 week BIS free extension as compensation...yipppeeee! I screamed, thinking Nigeria just became better over night. Little did i know it was MTN adding a 419 dimension into the skill-block. My default BIS expiry date arrived and, of-course, MTN took me off the BIS network...chei! 


I would have sworn it was a mistake and I was still going to get the freeby, I delayed renewing on my own for a day. What a waste, even when I finally decided to give them the usual N3,000, they 'refused' to collect it meaning I stayed of the network for another 24 hrs.. In Nigeria's world of BB addiction, that was some frustration, I felt really left behind and my anger increased.


Finally, a friend of mine that works with MTN customer service helped get me back on the network a few hours ago at the cost of N3,000; my own money and I still had to work on it! Anyway, I didn't think of blogging until I got a text from MTN telling me I had been active since yesterday and my BIS expiration date was calculated based on yesterday rather than today. I no go gree o!!! They scammed me, now they want to skim me....#Godforbid.


Indeed, MTN is the "WORST' connection, I will get my 1 week and 1 day 'by hook or crook'.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Where are our intellectuals and our heroes? (By Sabella Ogbobode Abidde)

Intellectuals and intellectual pursuits are at the heart of most civilizations. In recent times, intellectuals have helped to shape national destinies, illuminate challenges, give pieces of advice to leaders and influence collective thinking. It is generally understood that any society without a bourgeoning class of intellectuals cannot truly flourish. Such a society, it is believed, may stagnate, regress or disintegrate. 


The western world is never short of intellectuals; and neither was Nigeria between the 1950s and 1980s. The west had the likes of Lillian Hellman, Henrik Ibsen, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Bertolt Brecht, Norman Mailer, James Baldwin, Jean-Paul Sartre, Noam Chomsky and Edmund Wilson. And Nigeria had the likes of Kelsey Harrison, Bala Mohammed Bauchi, Kalu Ezera, Chinua Achebe, Attahiru Jega, Wole Soyinka, Chike Obi, Alele Williams, Tam-David-West, Dipo Fashina, Eskor Toyo, Claude Ake, Kole Omotosho, Ade Ajayi, Tai Solarin, J.P Clark and many others.


Not only were the Nigerian titans gifted; they were rigorous, honest and resolute in their thinking and in their pursuits. They helped shape the nature and direction of the country and our institutions. Their writings and pronouncements influenced the output of policy makers. As brutal and unpredictable as the military establishments were, these titans, to a great extent, helped to keep them in order. 


Today, Nigeria is different. It is almost unfathomable how the nation went from great heights to low ebbs. Dr. Olayiwola Abegunrin, formerly of Obafemi Awolowo University, now a professor at Howard University, posited that the Nigerian military bear some of the responsibilities for ”destroying our institutions…by some of the policies they promulgated and pursued, beginning from the General Yakubu Gowon era.” Some of the policies they pursued, along with the coups and countercoups, helped weaken, and, in some cases, destroy our sense of nation-building and sense of self. 


Many of our national treasures were prosecuted, persecuted, harassed, jailed, or sent into exile; and in some cases, the military simply made life and living miserable and unbearable for them. Civilian administrations also contributed to the malaise. In the end, some of our best and brightest left in search of stability and greener pastures. Gradually, the distasteful and impermissible became permissible and sacred. It became okay to steal. It became acceptable to be a professional sycophant. It became fashionable to be an illiterate in a literate and globalizing world.


According to Mr. Sonala Olumhense, himself a member of the great-generation, ”the flip side of the coin - the ”absence of intellectualism” - is the ”presence of materialism” and the pursuit of the inconsequential. Such pursuits diminish the glory and prosperity of the country. In addition, we honour men and women lacking foresight and brilliance of mind and good character. We look up to, prostrate for and genuflect before men and women with inferior sensibility and dubious character. Great nations or nations of consequence have men and women at the front line of intellectualism and nation building. 


In more recent times, especially since the 1990s, the pool of home-grown intellectuals has greatly diminished; and so also has the pool of genuine heroes. Heroes can be found in all walks of life: men and women with unique achievements in sports, medicine and music; and in various fields, including our classrooms and battlefields. We had men and women who inspired us as children and as teenagers, to strive for the stars. These are people without whom our lives and joy would have been limited, our dreams stunted and our imagination blurred. Without these everyday heroes our lives may have turned out unfulfilled.


Heroes can be ordinary men and women, but with great courage and great strength and with life-altering contribution to mankind and our immediate society. In this instance, I speak of men and women of extraordinary political achievements. I speak of men and women who risked their freedom and their lives in the service of their country. I speak of men and women who answered the call of their people; and, in so doing, sacrificed their lives and desires and comfort so their people might proper and be free from the chains of humiliation, servitude and oppression. Every nation has such men and women.


Jamaica, for instance, speaks of Alexander Bustamante and Norman Manley. The British speak of Winston Churchill; the French remembers Charles de Gaulle; and the Americans remember Lincoln, Washington, Kennedy and others. The Senegalese, the Kenyans and the Ghanaians remember Senghor, Kenyatta and Nkrumah respectively. Africans in general will never forget men like Julius Nyerere and Nelson Mandela. Every country remembers and celebrates their hero - every country but Nigeria! 


Does Nigeria have heroes‘ day, national monuments or burial grounds for our heroes? Nigeria, it seems to me, is the only country that does not revere her extraordinary men and women. In contemporary times at least, we behave as though no man or woman ever sacrificed his or her freedom so future generations could have a better life. This repulsive attitude can be seen in the manner some Nigerians speak of their nationalists. And on the Internet, some Nigerian have developed the penchant for displaying their ingratitude and contempt for the country‘s heroes


Denigrating our heroes has become the pastime for some of these charlatans. But for our nationalists, Nigeria would have suffered the same fate as Mozambique, Angola, Guinea Bissau, Algeria and other countries that underwent untold hardship at the hands of their colonial oppressors. To mention the name Aminu Kano or Obafemi Awololwo is to draw a barrage of invectives and unpalatable adjectives. To mention Nnamdi Azikiwe is to invite scorn and ridicule. To speak of Tafawa Balewa is to open oneself to a barrage of tirade and ethnic slurs. 


Our heroes are humans. As humans, they made their fair share of mistakes. Come to think of it: they lived in a different time – a time of unspeakable brutality; a time when the colonial powers were interested mainly in exploiting the human and natural resources of Nigeria. It was a time when the colonialists engaged in vile survival strategies, a time of divide and rule. With sheer wisdom, intellect, good sense and common sense, our nationalists were able to free our land and our people. They saw to it that we got our lives and our dignity back. Therefore, whatever we are today we owe to a majestic group of men and women who, in spite of all their shortcomings and frailties, helped realize a free Nigeria.


Because Nigeria is what it is – we have no regards for our heroes. And then we wonder why no one wants to lay their life for a country that does not appreciate her heroes. Why we spend so much time abusing our national heroes is beyond me. Why we spend so much time questioning the motives of such men and women is beyond my wits. It is disgraceful, disrespectful and a dishonour to all the men and women who endured years and years and years of indignity at the hands of the British and their local collaborators.


Considering all that our heroes did for us, is this how we repay them? Is this how we honour their memories and all the sacrifices they and their families made on our behalf? We don‘t hear the Americans, the South Africans, the Canadians, the Australians, Germans and the French and others pilling insults on their national heroes, do we? Why should it be any different for Nigerians?


(Sabella Abidde lives in Montgomery, Alabama.)

Friday, May 29, 2009

NIGERIA...some great people, an 'ex' great nation!

It's 3.23am, it's early into a new day and I am not asleep yet. Don't get it twisted, I don't have exams coming up, no tight deadlines either...so what on earth am I doing awake? I am not on FB and not up to blog or play either...I just got home, well not even home technically, I am putting up at a friends for the night (more like morning).
"In my house in Ibadan, I have Three generators (7KVa diesel, one 5KVa petrol and one 2KVa petrol) and Two sources of water (well and borehole)."
I stopped clubbing, late night hang outs and parties a while back and I haven't been to a vigil in a while. What am I doing awake and why am I just getting home? I haven't answered that question yet but I will - I was in traffic on Lagos Ibadan expressway for 6 hours, almost a whole work day/shift. The journey of forty minutes became a journey of 7 hours, Abeokuta to Lagos, I am indeed wasted!!!
The day started on a rather promising note, after all it was a work free day...DEMOCRACY DAY. It started with a trip to the barber's, window shopping to kill time (since I bought nothing) and then a smooth drive to Abeokuta to spend quality time with my childhood friends and see a mentor. I had to leave Abeokuta reluctantly as I was having some fun, food and fad, reminiscing over old and new times with my quartet of childhood friends. One of us is married so we had our wife to do some home food and a babygirl to spice up the jist.
Anyways, I left Abeokuta around 7pm and hoped to be in Festac in about1.5 hours...for where, for 9ja, bobo!!! Never even got to Festac that day, spent my DEMOCRAZY evening in traffic, added a little of my 'environment sanitation' morning too. Throughout the long and tedious drag and drive, I kept thinking about my beloved country and the cynical and calamitous state of our basic social amenities. I really came close to weeping for my country (wept on the journey for another reason anyway but unbloggable :)).
I am forced to wonder if Nigeria will ever be great, even doubt if it has ever been great, I never grew to find any trace of the acclaimed 'Giant of Africa'...felt like a figment of some geek's imagination, bobo as some would call it. I love this country, no doubt!, I cherish it and want the best for it. I had the opportunity to have been of the shores of the country for academic reasons but I never tried staying out, my heart was always back here (HOME).
I stayed in the UK for one full year obtaining a MBA in Business Management from the University of Sheffield in 2005/2006. I will never forget my first night...please don't abuse me...no be my fault. I remember switching on my lights on the first night in Sheffield, I remember clearly the reaction I had to the brightness of the light, I remember thinking the bulb was going to explode, I remember thinking it was all too bright...in fact I switched it off. The truth is PHCN light and our old generator back at my "father's" is all I had known before my trip, none of the above ever clocks more than 180 volts. In fact, PHCN at 160 volts (the norm) was a great feat, better that than the low current (voltage) alternative.
In my house in Ibadan, I have Three generators (7KVa diesel, one 5KVa petrol and one 2KVa petrol) and Two sources of water (well and borehole). I have consciously decided not to pay PHCN anymore, can't keep paying for a facility I don't enjoy. Ask Ibadan indigenes, anything public is a luxury, especially water!
I am a tax paying citizen of Nigeria, never defaulted on that. If I make my tax bill public, it may result in a public outcry. The fact that I pay it to the current government of that state makes it absolutely ridiculous, a total waste of my hard earned income. Understand my plight when I tell you I am not sure if there is indeed a government in that state, the first in the West of darling Nigeria.
to be continued...