“In politics, if you want anything said, ask a man. If you want
anything done, ask a woman”
For, after we had been told of the room, its occupant has since hogged the headlines, taken over the narrative and compelled a huge flow of media commentary. Periodically, she looks through the window and, noticing scenes toxic to the polity and her husband, drops words of caution. Sometimes she would venture out, to air views that her husband’s fawning hangers-on wished were never allowed a space beyond her soul.
But we must give audience to Mrs.
Aisha Buhari. We must be interested in what she cooks in ‘the other room’ the same way we must remain inseparable from the
inner working of the Buhari Presidency.
It’s close to the eventful days of
the JFK Presidency in the United
States of America in the 1960s. The
Administration wanted to set up an agenda for the media that played down the
activities of Jacqueline, President Kennedy’s wife. Leave out JFK’s wife in your political reporting, the White House
would seem to tell the newsmen. The authorities missed the point that it was
the woman who provided irresistible cannon fodder which the journalists pounced
on. Jacqueline’s own body language and fashion statement wouldn’t leave the
reporters out of her life!
Now consider our own Aisha.
Although not a flea-hop near Nana Rawlings of Ghana, a Grace ‘Gucci’ Mugabe (Zimbabwe ) or an Eva Peron (Argentina ), she
has, in a way, acquired their magnetic and forceful temper: subtle power to
shake off shadowy existence.
Aisha’s ruthless interrogation of
the state of Aso Villa Clinic led her into fundamental submissions on the
challenges of leadership in Nigeria
and why we are in this sorry pass threatening to consume us. She impliedly
threw darts at her husband and all others claiming to be our leaders.
In particular, she shot down the
Federal Government’s sing-song of ‘change’ as a movement or revolution that
begins with the citizens. It is sedentary rulers who pursue and embrace this
creed. When my leader is ill and he flies out for medicare, he little inspires
me to trust in the domestic health infrastructure. He isn’t moving me to change
my stand on the system. It is hypocrisy to ask me to change my attitude to
national issues when he hasn’t initiated a change through a thorough-going
transformation of his own lifestyle which must include endogenous consumption.
I want to see my leader and his family patronize the local schools, markets and
hospitals my kids make use of.
The homilies on corruption,
patriotism, honesty, indiscipline, self-denial, sacrificial national service,
humility, good neighborliness etc. are hollow and “full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing” as long as the leaders themselves don’t first reflect these
virtues while in public office and in private. If the citizen doesn’t first
sight these attributes in the leader, there can’t be change.
That was the lesson the First Lady
kept in ‘the other room’ imparted
last year when she took ill. “A few weeks ago,” she said, “I was sick…they
advised me to take the first flight out to London . I refused to go. I insisted I must be
treated in Nigeria …”
You wonder: what has a singular
act of self-abnegation by a leader got to do with good governance? But the
point is that the citizens of a given society meet themselves in the leader,
elected or selected. If the leader is obsessed with the notion of
self-preservation, and an opulent lifestyle that mocks his people’s poverty
with the perpetuation of a retarding system he promotes, he throws back all
these vices into the people. Members of this society won’t approximate the
change the leader drums in their ears unless the leader himself first renounces
those vices in principle and in practice. We have wasted precious time and
resources in Nigeria
for decades as an independent country wishfully thinking change lies with the
led.
The isolated occupant of ‘the other room’ knows better…you assess
a society by its abstemious or wasteful and extravagant leadership, even if she
herself appears to have failed that test with her gaudy and luscious dressing.
The other day as most Nigerians
hailed ex-president Olusegun Obasanjo for advising Buhari not to opt for an
encore in 2019, they did not give honor to whom it is due: the First Lady had
first arrived at that conclusion. Obj got that insight in January 2018; Aisha,
operating from ‘the other room’ had
settled upon that counsel nearly two years ago on October 14, 2016.
We should also recall that ‘the other room’ brewed the scary
imagery of such predatory beasts as jackals, hyenas, wolves and the king of
them all, the lion who have all been feasting on Nigeria. In our dog-eat-dog
country, it is the Eighth Wonder of the world that we have not all been
consumed, that Nigeria
has not altogether disappeared at the table of the salivating animals. The
world has long waited for the Eighth Wonder; the ancient world having produced
seven.
Banishment or isolation in prison
or under house arrest isn’t evil after all. It brings forth sublime
productivity as it did for our own Wole Soyinka. His famous book The Man Died was jail-born. Alexander
Solzhenitsyn was incarcerated, but his writing skills flourished while in
chains. John the Beloved, the great apostle of Jesus Christ our Saviour came up
with the eschatological Book of Revelation in exile on the desolate island of Patmos .
Our own Hajia Aisha Buhari must
perpetuate this tradition of literary fecundity. We look forward to seminal
books emerging from ‘the other room’.
The volumes should among other objectives help to deliver our politicians and
public office holders from the unhelpful notion that leadership is leisure, that
leading is living in luxury. No! Leadership is losing yourself in service for
the led.
*Banji Ojewale, a writer in Ota, Ogun State, is regular contributor to this blog .
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