Langbodo, Yoruba elites and the confusion therein

The Yoruba nation is in a quandary, I can tell you for free.

Never in their history have they felt so confused, castrated and pushed out.

An outsider with no known address, no known pedigree and no known Oriki, as they like to pride themselves, has taken over.

His reign is more stifling and more non-inclusive than even the great Obafemi Awolowo, who was as principled and selfless as they come, but who also held them down with his strength of character, such that he was named the “best president we would never had”.

Don’t get me wrong. It’s not only the Yoruba elites that are looking forlorn these days; elites from all over, with the Igbos lying flat on their bellies for the Aremo to walk over their backs with cardboard proclaiming – City Boy.

I have decided to zero in on the branch of Nigerian elites – the Yorubas, because they produced this one.

They produced Langbodo, the famous hunter who started from the south-west in search of only God knows what and went all over the nation, riding rough, killing and maiming other natives on his way.

This particular Langbodo dropped from the sky, appeared in Chicago, came back, captured Lagos first, then captured south-west and told the lame dictator – Emilokan, and since then, Nigeria has known no true peace.

Monarchy beckons, strategic dictatorship is the order of the day, and Langbodo has assumed more powers than all of our military dictators, making those ones look and feel like chickens.

The Yoruba nation, in their helplessness, mouth the obsenity in public – on his mandate we stand.

But under the covers of their concubine’s wrapper, they say their true minds.

In my vast interactions within the Yoruba nation, I have concluded that cowardice is the order of the day.

Look, Edgar, I cannot be quoted, but what is going on, ehnnnn.

Edgar, what can we do? We can’t talk about it, but we just join the bandwagon or just keep quiet and hide behind the radar.

My research has shown that Yoruba elites can be divided into four broad-based categories in this dispensation.

The first set is the very old landed gentry who are now too old to be bothered with what is happening.

They are in their 80s through the 90s and find more pleasure with their young wives and waiting for God’s time.

The Okoyas, the Adebutus, the Adedoyins, the Adelusis and the rest fall into this category.

The second category is the very wealthy ones whose businesses are heavily tied to government patronage or regulation.

These are the vultures and most vile. They pretend for survival and would jump to the next guy if Langbodo dares to fall down again in Turkey or any other plush place he decides to ‘lule’ and does not come back up in 5 minutes, these ones would leave him with the speed of light.

The third ones are those who are not wealthy but seek access to power. They are the crony technocrats, the briefcase businessmen, funny media people and those types who have sold their souls for half a morsel.

Lastly, there are the far younger tycoons who don’t need the government to thrive.

These are not interested and cannot care less, and even if they did, would not even know their left or their right if public leadership was thrown at them on a stripper’s bum.

Please note that this categorisation is not exclusive to the Yoruba nation but is replicated nationwide because of the breakdown of the national ethos with the dawn of Langbodo and his merry hunters.

How all these will end, please go and watch the play, Langbodo, and see how many hunters started the journey with him and how many came back with him, then you would have a glimmer as to how all of these will end.

It’s only a matter of time.

Come and beat me.

Duke Of Shomolu