I have personally been challenged by the question of Nigeria’s terrorist status over the last few weeks flowing from the unfortunate event of a misguided youth trying out his hands with under-pant pyrotechnics. But beyond the feverishness of the moment is the seeming pull factor which this circumstance has evinced. We have somehow been pulled to look closely in the direction of the antecedents of Nigeria and make a fair assessment if or not we deserve such appendage from the United States. While the patriotic me screams “HELL NO WE AREN’T”, and I feel like joining every Facebook group that stands against the listing of Nigeria on the terror watch list, I still find myself asking the seeming innocuous question: “Is Nigeria a terrorist country?”
I arrived safely at the JFK airport in New York, after the much hassle in Lagos and Istanbul only to be subjected to a 30 minutes thorough search, just when I thought I had escaped the adversities of the time. As I stood there subjected to such humiliation including almost having my laptop decoupled because of some three missing screws behind, issues raced to and fro my mind on the series of unfortunate events that has so beset Nigeria towards the close of 2009. A sick and wanted President, a fickle-minded government lacking the boldness to act in the face of national dishonor, broken promises, religious crises, and the likes, I felt as though being a Nigerian was increasingly being a risk.
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A few days ago I had a brief conversation over lunch with a friend from East