By Precious Onwumelu
Last Tuesday on Third Mainland Bridge, a governor’s convoy held up traffic for 45 minutes, sirens, Outriders, the whole drama, and what did we do? We adjusted our radios, cursed under our breath, and waited.
This is Aproko Mataz, and today we’re talking about us.
The “big man” syndrome didn’t start in Aso Rock, it started in our houses. The uncle who cuts queue at the party because “I’m family.” The manager who makes interns run errands at 9pm because “respect.” The WhatsApp group admin who posts rules but breaks them. We hail it, we post “Oga at the top” memes. We beg for connections instead of demanding systems.
Until we stop clapping for impunity, nothing will change. A society that rewards access over merit will always produce bad leaders, because that’s what we trained them to be.
Society is a mirror, and right now, the mirror is cracking. The fix starts when the next person cuts the line and we say “Oga, follow queue.” Small thing. Big change.
