In
rivers and bad governments the lightest things swim at the top — Benjamin Franklin
(1706-1790), American scientist and philosopher.
Nigeria’s elections are always a period of hemorrhage,
seasons of internecine bloodletting, that, strangely, does not bring down our
population. Just do a study of our cyclical polls. None came and went away
without taking away precious souls. They have all soaked us in blood either
before, during or after the ballot. Even the June 12, 1993 presidential contest
we celebrate didn’t consummate its benignity. It wasn't allowed to.
The
vampires showed up to ruin the chance to dance. They annulled what Providence
offers only once in a lifetime. What we got on the proverbial silver platter,
we have since been looking for in a golden platter. It’s been quite an
agonizing quest, made unbearable by the high toll in the lives we lose when we
blow the whistle for electioneering.