By Dan Agbese
Klump. Klump. Klump. It is the
inexorable march of human progress. Nations march; individuals march. Kings
march and commoners march. Rulers march and the ruled march.
*Benin-Auchi-Okene Federal Highway |
The grand purpose of our
relentless march is to move away from the undesirable to the desirable; from a
life of hard scrabble in a village, for instance, to a modern life of luxury in
towns and cities, as in Lekki in Lagos , Asokoro
in Abuja and
other enclaves of the wealthy and the well-heeled. Nations march to move from
being under-developed to developing and thence to developed nations. The
developed nations march because they want to develop even more and uneven the
score.
Our march is programmed into
calendars measured over a 12-month period on the Gregorian one or 13 lunar
months in the Islamic one. This helps nations and individuals to assess their
progress over this stipulated period of time. The end of the calendar period
marks the end of one year and the beginning of another. It is the time we check
our progress.
As we stand on the promontory and look into the vista of the New Year, 2018, I
am sure the pundits are busy working on the mathematics of our national
progress. In keeping with the time-honoured tradition, I found myself looking
into our national progress in 2017, the year that is about to yield place to a
new one. It is easy to check this by looking into the statements of ambitions
of the federal and state governments captured in their 2017 annual budgets. I
made a check list.
First on my list is the condition
of our roads, federal and state. All the governments promised to fix the roads
but as those who travelled during the Christmas holidays can verily testify,
everything remained the same. The roads were not fixed. Their travels were not
pleasurable; they were obstacle races. Some people lost the race and never
reached their villages. They became heart stopping statistics in morgues.
The Romans said civilisation follows
the roads. If so, I am afraid we have a long way to go before we can claim to
be a civilised nation. No roads, no progress; no civilisation. It figures. As
you certainly know, fixing our roads is a perennial promise by our governments.
Yet, every year, they fail to keep the promise. Inter and intra-state roads are
pathetic pictures of absent governments and absent rulers. I am sure some of
our rulers subscribe to Napoleon’s dictum that promises are made to be broken.
It is nothing to be proud of.
Next on my list is light (electric
energy). Our country has been wrestling with this problem for more than two
generations now. It seems the witches and wizards still have the upper hand.
They prefer darkness to light. We must acknowledge the gallant efforts of our
successive rulers by whatever titles they were or are known – heads of state or
presidents – in addressing this problem. It is not unpatriotic to admit that
this problem would be embarrassing in countries where shame and embarrassment
motivate rulers to be truly responsible for the ruled.
No one seems to know now how much
this country has spent, trying to give us light and make our light, when
available, steady since the return to civil rule in 1999. The last time we
heard about these huge expenditures they ran into some scary figures in billions
of dollars. Yet, here we are; still less light, more darkness. Candle sellers
would never starve in Nigeria ,
I tell you.
I trawled through the budgetary
allocation to the Federal Ministry of Power, Works and Housing to see what the
government intended to do about the electricity challenge in 2017. It was pure
torture wading through the 97-page document. I wanted to know if we would
celebrate 2017 as the year the government moved us from the pure torture of
being subjected to the pure Greek of megawatts, as if this is a nation of
electrical engineers. I found it all truly opaque.
Well, not quite. I could
understand the votes for newspapers and magazines which, I believe the ministry
personnel might likely read in the dark back home. Still, I could see that the
ministry had a generous vote of N42, 285,003, 785 for the ‘construction/provision of electricity.’ My problem is what this
translated into in terms of improved electricity in the country. You have to
read the budget provisions to have a fairly good idea of what the ministry is
battling with – transmission lines and transformers, for instance, virtually
throughout the country.
In the times
before these, we were told that the problem of epileptic power supply had to do
with inadequate power generation. That was when we learnt about something
called megawatts. The government thought it wise to separate power generation
from power transmission to make both ends more efficient. For where? Now we are
told that the distribution companies cannot evacuate and distribute what is
generated because the old, rickety transmission lines cannot carry the load. It
puts us in square one. Pox on the witches and wizards.
I was pleasantly surprised to see
that the ministry budgeted for solar street lights in various communities such
as Ondo central, various towns in Yobe south senatorial district, Oluyole
federal constituency, Oyo State and in 25 communities in Niger north senatorial district.
You would think these people have never heard of Agila. Any way, this is part
of the cosmetics of development. These communities would enjoy their street
lights only to go home and light their candles.
Third on my list are the fuel
problems we have been facing for as long as anyone can remember. Christmas and
the New Year period each year brings us the agony of induced fuel scarcity
despite promises from the right quarters that all is well. We spend hours in
fuel queues only to buy it at inflated prices from the thriving black market at
petrol stations. Here is the double wahala:
you have no light and you have no fuel to power your I-better-pass-my-neighbour generator.
Here is the biting irony. Nigeria has four oil refineries located in Port Harcourt , Kaduna
and Warri. They have a combined installed capacity of refining 445,000 barrels
per day. But we depend 90 per cent on imported fuel. No, there is nothing
shameful about that. In any case, living with shame is as Nigerian as the hot
dog is American.
Let me not be the one to tell you
that none of the four refineries is working at full capacity. Nor do I want you
to hear from me that petrol is still being subsidised at N26.00 per litre; and
this, long after we were told that the government had removed subsidy from
petroleum products. Quote the Managing Director of NNPC, Maikanti Baru, on that.
Should you feel like weeping, do so after eating the New Year lunch of rice and
chicken. It helps to weep on rice-and-chicken filled stomach.
Fourth on my list is the fate of poor and starving civil servants and
pensioners in at least 27 states, including my own beloved home state of Benue , who are owed salary and pension arrears running
into between eight and 12 months. Not long after he assumed office, President
Muhammadu Buhari took steps to improve the situation when he gave the states a
generous intervention fund to enable them do well for their employees and those
who gave of their best to the states in their youth. Since then, the president
has given the states two tranches of the Paris
refund. But the story remains the same in the affected states. And their ‘excellencies’
are still excellent.
In 2016 when things were rough, we
said things would be better in 2017. You can now see that nothing changed this
year either. The old problems followed us from 2016 to 2017. You may be right
to nurse the hope that 2018 would be different. At least, recession would not
repeat itself. However, I advise you to raise your hope in moderation. All the
problems of 2017 will be with us in 2018, making the new year feel old, very
old: bad roads, none or at best epileptic power supply, fuel difficulties and
uncleared salary arrears of civil servants and pensioners.
Klump. Klump. Klump. We march on
to the poor man’s anthem: e go better.
*Mr.
Agbese is a veteran journalist
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