IGBOS SHALL RISE AGAIN
AND ARE RISING, BUT…
Dr. James C. Agazie,
jamesagazie@gmail.com
The aim of this essay is three-fold.
First is to state emphatically that despite
all what is being said and done, Ndiigbo shall rise again and are rising.
The second point is to state categorically that Igbos shall pursue their
liberation through peaceful means and diplomatic coexistence. Thirdly, we Igbos
shall laboriously examine areas Igbos
including this writer need to strengthen as we inexorably, unalterably, and
unavoidably rise to our former preeminence. We admit we have made mistakes in
the past in our relationships with each other and with other Nigerians. We are aware and becoming honest with ourselves. We
resolve to cease playing childish, destructive games NOW as we endeavor to make
serious efforts at behavior modification.
Behavior modification or applied behavior
analysis is the use of learning techniques to modify or change undesirable
behavior and increase the frequency of behavior that can be considered to be
desirable. It is imperative that we
change our undesirable behavior and attitudes in order to dig ourselves out of
the messy situation we are in. Haven’t we heard it said that “a fool
is one who stumbles over the same stone twice”? Though we may be slow, yet we are aware that “one
who is sick ain’t dead yet” and that “a changed behavior is a door one opens
again and again.” These are not quoted from any book; they are made up, but
they are true.
We Igbos are too intelligent to ignore vital areas
needing improvement. There is no denying
that Nigeria and Nigerians are picking on Ndiigbo for some reasons. Obviously, some
of us Igbos are taking this picking to mean that we are being hated or at least
lambasted for being who we are. Should our fellow Nigerians lambast, condemn,
or criticize Ndiigbo who follow their way of life for centuries? No.
Aii the same, we Igbos want the same
opportunities others have in order to do what we do best in a better manner
without having our rights trashed or trampled upon. Surely, Igbos have to deal with situations
which easily can be misunderstood to mean we are being hated. Picking on Igbos
is the result of the pickers’ fear or ignorance rather than hatred. We are
citizens of one country and, according to Nobel Peace prize winner Dr. Martin Luther King, injustice done to one
group is injustice done to all groups.
Let’s check the internet and newspapers to hear
what our fellow Nigerians are saying
about us, and doing to us. Though the words and actions are negative,
infuriating, or done in jest and laughter, yet we ought to pay attention for our
self correction. Call up a few Nigerians of the Yoruba or Hausa ethnic
groupings and ask for their opinions about you and your fellow Igbo men and
women. Ask for their honest opinion, and promise them you would not be offended
by whatever comes out of their mouths about you and your fellow Igbos. A wise
man seeks corrections which are bitter sometimes. Words do not kill, but how we
take the words can either invigorate or sour our feelings. Be a man or woman!
Take the words as helping you to grow. So cheer up! It shall be well.
If the person you are talking with is a good friend who has
the courage to stand by the truth even if it hurts a dear friend, you will agree
that indeed their opinions may seem (only appear) to mean we are hated. The fault
is nobody’s but ours that we are not as popular as we would like to be in Nigeria.
It is as if we were nsi (poison) to be avoided. Who do we blame for our predicament? Come
on, blame anyone if you were the weak-minded customer who was busy arguing with a garri seller that
the cup being used to measure garri was half full rather than half empty.
Either way, the quantity of garri was not enough. Ndiigbo cannot continue to act nonchalant,
carefree and lackadaisical. We ought to take action and do some self-diagnosis,
honestly.
We Igbos are known
as fighters because aggression is in our blood. But and this is a big But. Our combativeness
must not be physical; it ought to be intellectual, moral, psychological and
philosophical rather than physical involving boxing, elbowing, or wrestling. We
must make up our minds use our minds to
look at our common problems and come up
with the most efficacious solutions We know that the “pen is mightier than the
sword” and that “one who prevails in the game of uche (mind) goes home with the
crown rather than one who KO’s his opponent with one akpooom”(punch)? Therefore, let’s use our intellect and
problem-solving ability.
Fighting is as
ineffectual as it is childish to settle disputes which require the use of the
mind. Consider the young Igbos who have not seen a war, who are demonstrating
and carrying protest placards, or who would engage in fighting at the drop of a
hat. We ought to help our youth to channel their youthful energies to
conquering science, mathematics, and technology in order to help solve many of
our problems related to inadequate electrification, bad roads, poor healthcare,
insufficient nutrition, and endemic employment.
The Jews are doing it.
Even
our southern neighbors the Ijaw, Efiks, and Rivers appear to harbor bad sentiments
against Igbos. Why? They bear grudges for the way they felt we Igbos mistreated
the minorities in the former Eastern Nigeria during the leaderships of Odumegwu
Ojukwu, Dr. Nnamdi Azikiwe, Dr. Michael
Okpara, Mbonu Ojike, Kingsley Mbadiwe,
and other Igbo stalwarts. You cannot treat people roughly and expect them to
love you, can you? Igbo apologies to these people are overdue.
The Ikwerre people and other
Igbo-speaking people in the former Eastern Region are making it abundantly clear
with an ear-splitting intensity that “we are not Igbos and you can’t force us
to be Igbos.” They do not want to be connected to the Igbos. There was everlasting joy when Nigeria finally
created separate states such as Rivers, Bayelsa, Cross River, Akwam Ibom, Delta, and Edo for our former neighbors who feared domination and mistreatment at the hands of
Igbos whom they referred to as “former colonialists.”
I called a few Igbo friends to ask
if and why Igbos are not well liked in Nigeria. One Igbo asks: “ why should you
worry about who hates Igbos?” I worry because I am Igbo and my children are
Igbos, too. How do I improve myself if I
turn deaf ears to personal criticisms that might help me grow to maturity, and
why must I despise corrections and fail to heed warnings before stepping in
front of a moving train or falling into a hidden ditch? It is impossible to dig
myself out of a hole if I continue to cover myself with more dirt. Life is hard
as it is so I don’t want to make it harder. I am not an island, am I? We know that a tree cannot
and does not make a forest. I need all the support I can garner from other
trees in order to help create a thicker forest, don’t I ?
Another
Igbo says: “They hate us because they’re jealousy of our wealth.” The third
says: “They hate us because we hate ourselves.”
Another asks: “Who would love one who loves money more than anything on
earth?” Someone points out that there would not be armed robbers and kidnappers
in Nigeria without Igbos engineering such atrocities.
Do you remember a story repeated
among the Nigerian soldiers during Biafra? The story had it that If you wanted to know if an Igbo soldier
was really dead, place a clump of money on the corpse. If the body moved, kill
it more because it was not yet dead. Isn’t repeating such gossip
gross or sickening? It is safe to wager that if we Igbos were hated it
would not be for having money but for what we do with the money. The Good Book
warns that strange love of money is the root of all evil. If we are honest with ourselves, there are three
things we Igbos ought to find out about us and our fellow Igbos as the following unpleasant scenarios seem to illustrate.
First, we overrate our omniscience,
the I-too-know attitude, all-knowing, bravado, audacity, boasting, and boldness.
There are more educated men and women, engineers, scientists, physicians,
lawyers, and other professions in Yorubaland than there are in Ala Igbo. Remember that more Igbos are sweating in blistering heat, trading in open markets than are learning something in
air-conditioned offices and universities classrooms. If we all trade who will
buy? Don’t we need some manufacturers, technicians, teachers, housewives,
onyeburu (carriers), and counselors?
Secondly, we Igbos overrate our
omnipotence, which is a misguided feeling of having all-powerfulness,
influence, supremacy. There are more jobs and fewer unemployed persons in Yorubaland than you find in Ala Igbo. Sorry
to burst our bubble; but Igbo graduates who get along with others are finding
jobs in non-Igbo states. We Igbos ought
to place greater emphasis on getting along amicably and working amiably with
all, including members of other tribes. Let’s emphasize being friendly,
warm, good-natured, agreeable, cordial,
affable, genial, or kind rather than being confrontational and obstreperous (noisy and incontrollable as children on
playground).
Thirdly, we Igbos overrate our
omnipresence in that we are too abrasive, tending to cause abrasion, provoking
anger, ill will, annoyance, or irritability. We overrate our importance,
ubiquity or property of being everywhere at the same time. Fewer pieces of Igbo
property can be found in the 5 Igbo states than you can find in the 31 non-Igbo
states including Lagos, Kano, Abuja, and so forth. That means that Alaigbo wealth is a drop in the ocean of whatever Igbos claim
to have in Nigeria. Let’s concentrate on selected activities in some places and
do it well rather than being a rolling stone that gathers no moss. This is just a suggestion from a person who
doesn’t enjoy trading.
As this writer was telling a fellow
Igboman that Igbos own a good part of Lagos, the fellow stopped me dead on my
track and said: “Who told you that? My dear, Igbos own nothing. Yorubas and
Hausas own most of Lagos in terms of money, buildings and commerce. You know why? Igbos work too hard and too individualistically
to earn a little while Yorubas work little but cooperatively to own a lot. They
own almost the entire Lagos.”
Therefore, my fellow Igbos, the key words here
are “work little, smart, and together” rather than “work too hard and alone.”
You can take the words to Harvard Business School and write a disarming/winning
Dissertation. The tragedy is this: some Igbos are unscrupulous, dishonest,
unprincipled, corrupt, crooked, dodgy, immoral, deceitful, or devious. These
adjectives are used with lots of love and respect for my fellow Igbo people. Unfortunately, a few bad apples
make the entire basket to appear to be rotten.
Let’s consider a few statements
that might be descriptive of us Igbos in Nigeria and abroad. We Igbos exaggerate and overestimate
our “smart ass-ness,” wisdom, and/or intelligence; we forget that it takes a special,
evolving brain to adapt and survive in a changing environment. Like the world,
Nigeria is changing rapidly and requiring specialized adaptive skills to adjust
to shifting environment. Let us Igbos move with the tide and not be left
behind.
We Igbos need to be about education in the sciences and
technology as a matter of priority. Let’s encourage our kids to be in the forefront of the
direction the world is now moving toward. The future is in scientific areas,
including, chemistry, biology, medicine, computer technology, engineering,
oceanography, and other life sciences. The days of voodoo economics are gone
forever. The journeys to the moon and bottom of the oceans are just beginning.
We Igbos seem to concentrate
exclusively, completely, and entirely on trading. You can teach monkeys to sell
bananas or dogs to watch over your mansion. The story is told of one Anambra
doctor who hung up his medical equipment to go sell building materials from China. Did he forget to ask who would help us to
wipe out malaria, small pox, river blindness, mental illnesses, starvation,
leprosy, and anemia? The answer lies with scientists, not witchdoctors or
sellers of building materials. Don’t we see thousands of huge uninhabited
mansions in Igboland? These are white elephants providing sanctuaries for rats
and cockroaches.
We Igbos are extremely selfish. Yes, the Igbos are extremely
hardworking, yet hardly working. We amass great wealth, yet have poverty of the
spirit. And where does our hard work end? Do we use our wealth to pull up the
other struggling neighbors? No, the Igbos do not help each other, preferring in
live in mansions while family members live in hovels, huts, or in the open
field. We use our wealth to oppress others who are less fortunate. We brag that
we are multi-millionaires and laugh at and belittle neighbors who do not
measure up. We overeat, overdress, over parade
ourselves at parties to show we have ego (money and bigmanism).
We are murderously greedy.
Professor O built a large house at Onitsha and hired his cousin to
manage tenants and collect rents. As Professor O went back to his teaching job
in America and did not receive quarterly accounting from his cousin for several
years, he flew back to Onitsha and nearly fainted. His cousin had hired a
lawyer to alter documents and transfer title to the building from Professor O
to his cousin. Expensive lawsuits are in
progress to revert ownership.
We Igbos are afraid to associate with fellow Igbo brothers
and sisters. We are afraid because we know that Igbos are known to be members
of gangs, armed robbers, kidnappers, and ransom seekers. Therefore, we do not
feel safe among fellow planners and plotters of evil.
We are too trusting of outside so-called friends and
non-Igbos. Why? It is because we do not want other Igbos to get to our
privileged positions for fear we might lose their respect. The Igbos we have
helped to succeed will eventually come to bite the fingers that had fed them.
Igbos you have helped today may end up being your worst enemies tomorrow,
backbiting you, stealing from you, and creating unnecessary headaches for you.
Uncle Sam started his China business and entrusted it to
Nephew Theo. Uncle Sam sent Nephew Theo to China to transact deals and act as
Sam’s representative and to make millions of Naira profit. To cut the story short,
Nephew Theo took over the business and drove Uncle Sam to the poor house.
Nephew Theo stole all that belonged to his uncle with the help of his mother
who is Uncle Sam’s younger sister.
We Igbos sell out to others too easily. We sell out to
non-Igbos who offer us money and no real comfort. We get comfort from being at
peace and away from prying eyes of jealous Igbo neighbors.
We are careless in foolishly trusting outsiders without
keeping a little secret for our protection. Case in point: we build mosques and
establish living quarters for cattle-herding Fulani in South-East and open our
ass wide until they become so comfortable they carry out massacres and burning
of our buildings. Why can’t we learn from the Biroms of Jos how they survived
the ordeal? We should not be plainly
foolish and thoughtless, should we? Have we lost our Igwebuike philosophy? Let’s
go back to the drawing board and review the meaning and philosophy behind the
Igwebuike.
We Igbos are prideful, unyielding and unwilling to make
personal changes in behavior and attitudes that would facilitate our progress
as a people. Igbos are too competitive in everything they do; they lack spirit
of cooperation and loyalty. Hire an Igbo manager in your business and he will
rob you until your business closes and he may even open his own business within
your business to suck out all the profits. He then laughs in your weeping face
as he proudly walks all the way to his bank with bags of your money. He laughs when you cry: “Chimoo. Chimoo Chim
egbuem. (Oh, my God. Oh, my God. My God has killed me)”
We Igbos lack contentment and often clamor for more and more
wealth than we can put to good use. Consider this Igbo merchant who has seven
mansions at Lagos, yet he keeps buying land and building more mansions in his
village, and at Abuja, Onitsha, Asaba, Awka, and anywhere he mind takes him. He
has seven SUV’s parked at one location. I ask myself: “Can this fool drive seven
vehicles at the same time in his life? Can he live in all seven mansions?” A
man who has 7 SUV’s lined up in his garage seems t o be telling the world: “Beatie-m
mele!” (Beat me and let me see).I dare him to take one mansion to heaven at his
death and return to earth so we can crown him Osimiri Mansion (Ocean of
Mansions).
Our wives accuse us of having wickedness/hardheartedness. We
are poor models for our kids. We are not loyal to wives and wives are disloyal
to us. It is a case of wayo-man-die-o-wayo-man-buryan (a trickster buries a
trickster). We Igbo traders are so greedy for women we cannot wait for a man to
die before talking to the widow and making sexual advances after displaying our
useless bags of Naira in front of a weeping widow. We spend money to buy
everything, including love from a woman. Chief Onyekwere is an ugly man with
missing front teeth, short, and looks like ozodimgba (chimpanzee), Nevertheless, Onyekwere’s wife is oyoyo (beauty queen), dresses
fashionably as a physician trained in London. How? Chief Onyekwere is a very rich
trader. It is a case of Beauty and the Beast.
We Igbos can’t come together to achieve meaningful projects
without being too critical and without being too many chiefs (leaders) and few
Indians (followers). The number of Chiefs, Sirs, Nzes and other brainless
titles in an Igbo organizations makes Satan laugh in hell.
We Igbos use
organizations (WIC, APGA, Igbo Union, and political parties for examples) as
springboards to steal group funds and exploit fellow Igbos in order to achieve
financial gains at others’ expense. Do I need to tell you about the treasurer
of this USA Igbo organization who diverted thousands of members’ dollars to
Nigeria and converted the money to Naira for his private business at the rate
of $1 =N150. When he was caught, taken to court, and forced to refund the
money, the Igbo organization lost more than half its money when the conversion
rate was $1=N350. Follow the math: When Stealing $10,000 multiply by N150 =
N1,500,000. When returning N1,500,000 divided by N350 = $4,285.
Ever wonder why Nigerian teachers are not being paid on time?
We divert teachers’ salaries to private importation and investments while teachers
starve, refuse to teach, or go to markets to sell while schools are in session.
We Igbos are unable to learn from our catastrophic past
(Biafra War, Igbo pogrom, and current boko haram) in order to forge ahead and
build a better future for our children.
We Igbos are extremely
competitive and lack cooperative spirit. If you apply for jobs near anther Igbo
man, the other man would feel threatened and seek ways to sabotage your
progress through direct intervention with employer or gossips that would paint
you black before you ever start the work.
We have tunnel-vision,
content with immediate gratifications, with an overriding interest in akpam (my
pocket). We are forgetful of the big picture that may not occur in our lifetime.
We are inexorably unmindful of the future of our great grand children. We are
unwilling to die or suffer loss so that others may benefit in the future.
We are happy
developing others’ land (in Lagos, Sokoto, Maiduguri, Kaduna, and Port
Harcourt, for examples) and leaving our homes unattended, and when we are
chased out by the Yorubas, Muslims and boko haram we run empty-handed and
homeless.
We Igbos are excellent gossip mongers given to incessant
innuendos and destructive communication intended to damage the other person’s
reputation.
We Igbos are extremely envious of each others’ progress and
seek ways to sabotage and discourage.
We Igbos cannot work
well with spouses and other groups, but choose to be so independent as to
defeat our purpose. While other tribes work cooperatively to make money je-je
(easily), we toil like Egyptian slaves to make ends meet.
Igbos often work with ntiwasi ala (earth-breaking) and ndodi igwe
(pulling down of sky) to achieve the same thing or less.
Who have been accused of inventing kidnappings, armed
robberies, ransoms, and abali di egwu (robbery at night or night is dangerous)
in Alaigbo? Accusatory fingers have been pointing at none others than Igbo
people. There are a few suggestions we might consider.
Let’s play the game Onye Ahapuna Nwanne Ya (Do not leave your
brethren behind).
Let’s make Igwebuike (Unity is Strength) our mantra.
Let’s be humbler and less prideful of our so-called education
and praise others more for their accomplishments.
Let’s make friends with the Yorubas, Hausas, Fulanis, and
others who would assist us get ahead in employment and businesses in their home
states.
Let’s learn languages and cultures of our Nigerian neighbors
to increase chances of progress in education and employment.
Let’s cease putting down or belittling other Nigerian tribes.
Let’s decide that Alaigbo shall be peaceful by installing
reputable chiefs (heads of clans) who would not take bribes and whom we all can
listen to and obey to settle our differences, just as the Yorubas have their
Obas; Hausas have their Emirs, and Idomas have Ochi’Idoma, We Igbos ought to
have someone we respect and revere, respect, admire and worship to settle our
differences and unite us in Igwebuike (unity is strength) and Onye Aghana
Nwanne Ya (Let Noone Leave One’s Brethren Behind). Remember this: Despite what is being said and done, Igbos
are not down and out; they shall rise and are raising again
Copyrighted, Sunday, August 16, 2015 @ 7:01pm
Submitted
by Dr. James C. Agazie, jamesagazie@gmail.com
Please see his other essays at jamesagazies.blogsports.com
About the Author:
Although James C. Agazie, JD, EdD, is retired Professor of Education &
Psychology, he is called out of retirement to serve as Adjunct Professor. He
has taught for years as Professor at both the undergraduate
and graduate levels. He devotes time to writing and consulting services,
helping students with the Master's theses, Doctoral dissertations, and research
and statistics. He runs Marriage Coaching sessions which he started with his
late wife Dr. Maxine M. Agazie,(40 years of marriage) and which is geared
towards assisting couples to work out marital difficulties and/or avoid
divorces. He can be reached at jamesagazie@gmail.com
No comments:
Post a Comment