SANMI ADEKOLA BLOG

THE DEATH OF ACTIVISM In the early year of 2000 when I was yearning to get admission into Obafemi Awolowo University, two things were cleared in mind - one was to go there in pursuit of intellectualism. The other was to become a social activist. Sincerely, I've dreamed of becoming the Students Union Government President or at least a top hierarchy of the body.  Every time I read in the newspaper then, or I have people from the academic towers coming around, I'm always keen on knowing about the exploit of union leaders in the various tertiary institutions. Then, there was no social media but their activities were pronounced enough to shake the polity and bring the government to its knees.  The exploit of Afrika in the great Ife, the 'Ali Must Go' slogan, and incessant arrest of Chief Gani Fawehinmi were too deafening to be ignored. Today, those days are gone for good or maybe for the worse.  By the time, I finally got admission in 2004 into the Olabisi Onabanjo Universit

A week ago, a friend and brother of mine: Bunmi Jembola paid me a visit in my office. The duo of us later jointly visited another friend: Kujembola Olayinka   in his office . After exchanged of pleasantaries, our discourse centred on sociopolitical issues happening in the country and how to save the country from the impending doom. While two of us agreed that the country can be saved, one us maintained a sceptical position. To him, the present economic, political and social woes of the country is irredeemable. This arguably posed a challenge to me, this is because this was a patriotic dude who was passionate about nation building and the development of the Nigeria State. We 'shaa' persuaded him not to give up on the nation entirely; though to him, the savest thing to do was to travel out of this country.  After our discourse, I reminisced about my personal lives, families and the country. The question on my mind were: 'is Nigeria worth dying for? Is there still