Nobody will deny the show of modern power that China just demonstrated over the past 16 days of the greatest sporting event on earth. Apart from outstanding manpower with a show-off of over 500,000 volunteers, more than the populations of certain countries, China knocked everyone over with class and finesse in organization. I doubt if any country will be able to dethrone the accomplishments of these people for the next 50 years. Let’s give it to them, now we know that Communism has its advantages, no matter what the counter arguments are. While other countries were plotting to boycott and wish a bad day for the Chinese, they were busy putting together a classic event and making the place comfortable to all who came. Nobody has the voice now to speak against this people, because such will be drowned in the resounding decibel of accolades.

When the torch was passed over to the Brits, and I saw the brief performance put up by the British crew, I knew the next Olympics will nowhere rival what we just saw. With the already high cost and standard of living in the UK, with a vanishing cultural attraction, it is already being seen that it will be anything but colourful. I really hope I am proven wrong on this when the time comes. The British have an uphill task to attract the world and leave us awestruck. I even wonder if the Brits will be willing to spend as much a $47 Billion in breaking this record. we’d leave that to history. In all this my major focus is not just on “what manner of Olympics this is!!!” Beyond that, it is for the lessons other nations can draw from what the Chinese have accomplished in just seven years.

Thomas Friedman notes that “China did not build the magnificent $43 billion infrastructure for these games, or put on the unparalleled opening and closing ceremonies, simply by the dumb luck of discovering oil. No, it was the culmination of seven years of national investment, planning, concentrated state power, national mobilization and hard work.” What truth is further from this? While others are busy wasting their resources on cosmetic and flimsy externals that add no value to their people. While Nigeria is busy wondering what exactly to do with its money and the US busy increasing its military gut, China is making its people proud of calling themselves Chinese. China has slapped everyone in the face by proving that seven years is enough to turn around the direction of a country. There is no doubt that with careful planning and economic focus, a nation can do so much for its people. Nobody is going to go and uproot the infrastructure the Chinese have built. Its people are going to enjoy every bit of it, and such has further opened the door to more opportunities for its denizens.

Oh man!!! Nobody should ever open their mouth again to tell me that development is far fetched, especially for a nation that is greatly endowed like Nigeria. It doesn’t cost anything to give people power, water, housing, good roads, education, and health care. It is within the will power of any government to do so and we have a worthy example to draw from. When the right men come to power, with the interest of their fellow men at heart, we will see that are little or no barriers to what can be accomplished in available time. What else do we need in my country, do we need a Chinese brain transplant for our leaders to guarantee the delivery of value to us? Or do we need to send our leaders to China for intensive courses on strategic planning and execution? No matter the shortcomings of this Oriental power, their investment within their nation far outweighs the criticism against its operations.

Now I wonder like Mr. Friedman which is a first world nation. With increasing capacity and value that the Chinese have in the global economy, who is the superpower now? Let the Chinese sneeze today and see whether even the US will not find a sweater for the great cold it will contact. So lets stop this nonsense talk about Giant of Africa and Black Power on earth and roll up our sleeves and begin to deliver value to our people. When a giant walks into a gathering, he doesn’t need an announcement. But when you have to use a magnifying glass to search out a giant, it must then be the case of stagnation along the continuum of Gulliver’s Travel. For goodness sake let this midget stop talking and start taking the necessary vitamins that builds muscles, while engaging itself in ventures that provokes growth and wholesome development. Seven years from now will tell if we are taking instructions from the examples around us, or we are blinded by our self conceit. I rest my case.

Some straight talk here. If I were from Bakassi, I would probably be organising my fellow young men, not to take up arms, but to ensure our voices were heard. In moments when survival is threatened and ancestral lands are transferred by people who do not know our history, frustration can boil over into militancy. When people behave irrationally, it is often because their very existence has been encroached upon, and they see no other path to defend their heritage.

I understand why some of my brothers might want to abandon their fishing nets and boats to protect their history and future. People will naturally fight for their common good when government fails to defend their existence. The history of the Bakassi people dates back to the 15th century when Efik settlers expanded into the peninsula as a fishing settlement . The Efik and Efut of Bakassi are the same people who live in Akpabuyo, Ikang and Calabar, a coastal people tied to the sea and its resources.

My concern is not merely that Nigeria deferred to the 2002 judgment of the International Court of Justice (ICJ), but that our leaders showed little understanding of the peninsula’s history. When I say that you cannot legislate a people’s history, I mean that law must be accompanied by politics and empathy. The 1913 Anglo‑German Agreements cited by the ICJ as delimiting the boundary from pillar 64 to the Bakassi peninsula were agreements between colonial powers; the Kings and Chiefs of Old Calabar had earlier concluded a treaty of protection with Great Britain in 1884, which gave Britain a stewardship role rather than ownership. Britain therefore had limited authority to cede Bakassi to another colonial power. Yet London has largely stayed silent on this historical anomaly.

The ICJ’s judgment is binding because Nigeria agreed to accept its jurisdiction. It affirmed that sovereignty over the Bakassi Peninsula lay with Cameroon and directed Nigeria to withdraw its administration and security forces . However, every country’s actions must be anchored in its national interest. The Bakassi peninsula is reputed to contain significant oil and gas deposits for which some estimates suggest as much as ten percent of global reserves, and its waters are a vital fishing ground. By uncritically accepting the Green Tree Agreement of June 2006, Nigeria relinquished not just territory but economic lifelines for our people.

The Green Tree Agreement promised to protect Nigerian nationals residing on the peninsula. It requires Cameroon to respect their culture, language and beliefs, to refrain from forcing Nigerians to leave, and to respect their right to continue fishing and farming . Yet the reality is that most inhabitants oppose the transfer. Many have been pressured to relocate to an inland “New Bakassi” that lacks the fishing grounds their livelihoods depend on. This is why I say that we have failed woefully to preserve the lives and comfort of our people.

The colonial origins of this dispute are often forgotten. The boundary instruments invoked by the ICJ include the 1929–30 Thomson‑Marchand Declaration, the British Order in Council of 2 August 1946, and finally the Anglo‑German Agreements of 11 March and 12 April 1913 . These were negotiated thousands of miles away with little regard for indigenous communities. Nigeria’s federal government should have mounted a political campaign to renegotiate aspects of the judgment rather than simply hand over the land.

Britain, whose colonial agreements underpin the ICJ ruling, has not made any practical effort to rectify the injustices of those treaties. If we argue against the Anglo‑German Treaty of 1913, we must remember that you cannot transfer ownership of what you did not originally own. The British were protectors, not owners, of Old Calabar. They had no moral right to gift the peninsula to Germany in 1913, yet that treaty became the linchpin of Cameroon’s claim .

As for Gen. Gowon’s negotiations in the early 1970s, they were conducted by a military government that lacked constitutional legitimacy. Agreements reached under his regime should have been reviewed by a civilian National Assembly to determine whether they served Nigeria’s national interest and respected the rights of affected citizens.

In the end, this episode reveals that we have little regard for the people we call Nigerians. We dispossessed them of their heritage and handed it to others who have no historical attachment to the area. I speak not from abstract theory but from personal experience. I have set foot on Bakassi, interacted with its people, bought their crayfish, ridden in their speed boats. They want the world to ask them where they wish to belong and to respect their choice.

Let us pray that Bakassi does not descend into the type of militancy seen in the Niger‑Delta. Where there is life, there is hope; and a new beginning can lead to new successes. But hope must be nurtured by leadership that understands history, values its citizens and knows that law without justice breeds resentment.

I have sat through merciless lectures on philosophies, concepts, paradigms and have tried to unravel the zeitgeist of European or Western minds, all to still be wanting in the basic understanding of my own people and their customs. The ideas we spend time studying back in school and even today, subtly, in the books we read, are all like one taking a medication to treat another man’s headache. Whereas we have our own medication in the ideologies of our traditional proverbs, we have abandoned them and now look like orphans in global circles. So we have set off to scavenge on foreign convictions to treat our local predicament. If my friends can not do the eating to assuage my own hunger, because only me can feel the grumblings of my stomach, how then do we assume that we can build our houses on other people’s foundations?

The internal configurations of any given society is determined by its history, culture, and geography. Thus to understand such people, you must necessarily look through these stated factors. So also is the process of identifying what raw materials must be employed in building the foundations for a sound society devoid of contradictions that clog the wheels of progress. Of course one should be wary of the quality of materials used in constructing a lasting national identity, because foundations matter, and this is what I believe we must have a rethink on the way we have built our so far.

There is nothing wrong with looking outside to understand inside, but there is no truth higher than the fact that powdering your face does not stop bad breath. Some issues that belie personal worth are self discovered and self propagated. Thus, in articulating a system that works for our people and ensuring that we engineer a proper mechanism for assimilating genuine values in our present and coming generations, we must be bold to collate and document the wise sayings of our people. We must build the conceptual framework of progress in every facet of our community: governance, relationships, education, family, etc. on these invaluable philosophies which have been captured by the sages in our history. I am of the opinion that the minutiae of our value system should be founded upon laid these laid down conceptions like the Indians, Chinese, Greeks, and Arabians have all done.

In not belabouring the matter, but leaving it to the simple judgements of the reader, I will henceforth in subsequent notes simply try to highlight some of the very sound and cross cutting African proverbs that I have come across in recent times. I have meditated on a bunch of them and found lots of truth therein. So I share one here that is of Zulu origin:

‘IN COPYING EVERYONE ELSE ALL THE TIME, THE MONKEY ONE DAY CUT HIS THROAT’

This proverb may evoke jocular responses and discussions, but there is no overstating the fundamentals of this statement. I actually saw a young man who was so enamoured by the life of a renowned expert to the point that he followed closely on the habits of the man. Unknowingly to him, his capacity to manage such high level scheduling was limited and he only realized, after experiencing a breakdown, that he ought to have first dealt with the details of hard work before launching into the dangerous waters of an active work life. This, as evident on this individual platform, is very obvious at the State level. Nations have sought to implement the successful ideologies of other nations to their own detriment. Those nations, like the Monkey forgot that others had a throat of steel which could not be cut or broken, thus committing suicide by attempting to ape others.

I give a classic example in many African nations of the sweet but noxious waters of Capitalism. While Adam Smith’s idea has arguably created a good life for many Western nations, the rush to adopt this system in many African countries has created the extremities of wealth and poverty. While capitalism itself is not an evil harbinger, those courting its provisions must be sure that internally, such structures that ensure its success are well entrenched. This Zulu proverb therefore guides our thinking in knowing the frequency of adapting foreign ideas to our local needs.

As I am writing this note, I am sitting here in conference room four in the UN building at New York and listening to representatives of countries adopt a common policy on the prevention, combat, and eradication of illicit trade in Small Arms and Light Weapons. Iran is proving a tough negotiator by delaying the consensus and this is evoking responses of rationality from some States for Iran to see reason. Suddenly my boss, representing the Nigeria and the Africa group takes the floor and suavely declares to all: “My people say that goat meat is sweet but takes long to roast. So while we are roasting it, what will the children eat?” In a powerful swing of events, that statement swayed the entirety of the delegates to sing in one voice against Iran. After the meeting so many throng his seat to express the love for his wise sayings, and frantically adjusting his ‘parachute’ (babariga), he struggles to shake all the hands being stretched towards him, while keeping a line of African delegates waiting to discuss further.

Please don’t tell me African proverbs are obsolete or shallow, for with it I am carving a path to a fresh understanding of the world around me, and I am so determined to inspire those around me to “look to the rock from whence we were hewn.” In the words of a Ghanaian proverb: “se wo were firi na wo san kofa a yenchi”, which literally means “it is not taboo to go back and fetch what you forgot”, I am going back to my roots to seek the basket of wisdom God has so heavily endowed us with. For so my uniqueness and true contribution to a new and meaningful living will begin.