By Aare Amerijoye Dotb
It is only in a polity gripped by collective amnesia and addicted to suffering that the people would contemplate returning to the very architects of their misery. “A man who willingly drinks from a poisoned well twice,” wrote the forgotten Greek Cynic, Monimos of Syracuse, “is either deceived by madness or devoted to death.” This, sadly, captures the curious obsession of some Nigerians with the All Progressives Congress (APC).
There is no ambiguity in my position: I stand with Atiku Abubakar, and I do so not merely as a loyal supporter , but because reason, experience, and conscience compel me to. Atiku is not a messiah; he is a man of tested capacity, pragmatic, visionary, and prepared. His past speaks of an understanding of the economic, social, and structural complexities of Nigeria. He is a businessman who has built, not broken. A statesman who has served, not scavenged.
The APC came to us in 2015 with sugary speeches, dramatic gesticulations, and what Blaise Pascal once called “the tyranny of empty certainties.” They sold us the Change gospel as though we were lost sheep desperate for salvation. And in our desperation, many embraced them. But that change, instead of bringing light, cast a deeper darkness upon the land.
Jobs? They became whispers. Infrastructure? A mirage. Security? An illusion. Education? A battleground. Ten years on, those promises lie in ruins, buried beneath the weight of inflation, insecurity, hunger, and despair. From Change to Next Level and now to the morbid theatre of Renewed Hope, the APC has perfected the art of political necromancy, resurrecting failed ideas under new names.
As the French philosopher Simone Weil cautioned, “To be rooted is perhaps the most important and least recognised need of the human soul.” But APC has uprooted the soul of Nigeria, turning our aspirations into ashes and our dreams into nightmares. Under their watch, the country has become a graveyard of broken pledges.
How many times shall we be mocked by the same hands that have looted our present and mortgaged our future? How long shall we suffer the indignity of rising food prices, collapsing health systems, and phantom power supply while being consoled with stipends and souvenir-stamped rice bags?
In 2015, they dared us: “If we fail, stone us!” Now in 2027, let us honour that call, but not with pebbles or projectiles. Let our stones be our votes, our ballots, our collective refusal to be enslaved by memory loss. “Do not confuse motion with progress,” said Alfred A. Montapert, “A rocking horse keeps moving but does not make any progress.” Nigeria under APC has been one long, exhausting ride on a rocking horse, plenty of motion, no progress.
Atiku Abubakar represents a return to seriousness, to structure, to statecraft. He is not offering miracles but blueprints. He is not wielding tribal entitlement but national empathy. The Waziri of Adamawa is offering to fix what APC has fragmented and heal what they have butchered.
Will you again in 2027 ,sell your future for grains of salt and sachets of sugar? Will you, a father, a student, a market woman, a teacher, a craftsman, vote again for fuel hikes, darkness, insecurity, and economic strangulation? Will you once more endorse the architects of anguish simply because they remember your name every four years?
2027 is the time for conscientious rejection. Let the rejection be deafening, from marketplaces to mosques, from churches to campuses. Let every conversation centre on accountability. Let our communities be cauldrons of political reawakening. Let us rise to unmask the deceit, reject the opium of ethnic and religious blackmail, and embrace the clarity of competence.
As José Ortega y Gasset declared, “Tell me what you pay attention to and I will tell you who you are.” Let our attention be on restoration, on dignity, on policy, on leadership, not noise, not nostalgia, not necrotic nationalism.
In 2027, may our votes be stones, smooth, swift, and symbolic. Let us pelt the APC with the sharp edge of rejection. Let us choose competence over charisma, sincerity over sloganeering, Atiku Abubakar over recycled failure.
Aare Amerijoye DOT.B
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