Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Chude Jideonwo: We Are Living Like Animals In This Country

It occurred to me for the first time as I sat in the car’s front seat and felt my father’s cold corpse in the back. The nurses at the Ikorodu General Hospital had just said no to his body. He had died from heart failure an hour or two before. They needed a police report.

I couldn’t believe the coldness of it. But I had yet to see – or hear – the worst. Because I am born and bred in Nigeria, I knew that at 11pm the body of my dear father might rot if I sat there pondering the inanity of the request or stood up to argue its inhumanity, so I led the convoy to the nearest police station.
There, with the most pointed lack of compassion I had ever witnessed up onto that point, the police proceeded to haggle with themselves over how much they would extract from a 24-year-old who had just lost his father – a father whose dead body
was only a few meters away.

As they dropped my father’s body in that unkempt, abominable mortuary (one in which I had to tip the caretaker daily on my way to work so that the corpse would be well taken care of), I could only think of what an abominable country I am so unfortunate to come from, and to live in.
I recalled that scene yesterday as I came across pictures of rotten corpses stacked on each other in a room – victims of Sunday’s Dana Air crash. As a friend put it, they were “rotting carcasses of human beings stacked on each other, fluids mingling.”
I remember my father – and how he, and I, were treated like animals because our country does not care for any one.
These dead bodies weren’t victims of a serial killer locked in a room for months or of a brutal civil war with shut-down health-care services – these were (dead) citizens of a country, who had just been visited by their president a day before, nonetheless treated in death with disrespect. They had been killed by their country – and it couldn’t even pack their bodies well.
I sit down (in darkness, because I cannot stand the terrible sound of my generator this one night) in my living room as I write – and I can only think to myself, oh you Dana Frequent Flier Chude, it could have been you.
It’s not just that it could have been me. That’s not the worst part. This is the worst past: I could have been the one in that flight waiting for 20 minutes after a fatal crash and then knowing the plane would explode because I live in a wretched country where emergency services would arrive only about an hour after, and people will die who could have been saved.
That’s the part that gets me. And as these miserable government officials scramble to protect their irrelevant jobs so that they can make enough money to buy First Class tickets on airlines that might crash and kill their children tomorrow, I realize what an intensely hopeless case our country is.
So I ask myself; why are we still in Nigeria – a country that does not deserve many of us – even when we have a choice? Why are we living a country that cannot safeguard us, cannot support us, will not satisfy us? What madness keeps me here?
The logical thing to do is to leave fastest way we can; once the opportunity that turns up. But we stay, because e go better, because it is well, because God dey; because somehow somehow we think we can survive it; maybe even improve it – despite the overwhelming evidence to the contrary.

Maybe we can and maybe we cannot. But this I know: I don’t want my child to grow up in this mess.

What am I even saying? My child will not grow up in this mess. No child deserves to live in a country where its people have chosen to live like animals. Especially not the four children of the Anyaenes, who have gone to be with the Lord, but didn’t need to be burnt to pieces in the process.

Burnt to death by Nigeria and piled up like animals in a room, one body on top of the other … fluids mingling.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

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Anonymous said...

you talk about nigeria like she's a seperate being. you and i are Nigeria. If Nigeria is the way it is, it's because of you and I. sassycassie

amb962 said...

Chude just said my mind. since that crash on sunday, i have being scared and not sleeping well. i could remember boarding a Dana Flight with Chude from Abuja to Lagos on the 16th of May 2012. My seat Number was SEQ: 15F. what you said is the same thing that has been running through my mind. am trying to imagine the confusion in the plane and the agony which these people went through. My heart is in a serious turmoil now.from some reports we had,the plane did not go up in flame immediately after it crashed. if rescue had gotten to them on time,the casualties level would have been lower than. my heart is bleeding right now.

Anonymous said...

@SASSYCASSIE....

IT IS UR MENTALITY THAT KEEPS NIGERIA THE WAY IT IS. SO BECAUSE NIGERIA IS 'U AND HIM', THE UGLY SITUATION SHOULD NOT BE VOICED OUT?

CHANGE STARTS FROM SOMEWHERE AND IF SCREAMING FROM THE ROOF TOP WILL HELP HIM FIND SANITY IN THIS MADNESS, LET HIM DO IT.

IF HALF OF NIGERIANS WILL START RELATING THEIR WOES LIKE THIS, PERHAPS THERE WILL BE SOME CHANGE, BUT SADLY, MANY HAVE ACCEPTED THE STATUS-QUO AND ARE OKAY WITH IT.

MY ADVISE FOR EVERYONE IS STOP KEEPING QUIET, START SPEAKING, TALK ABOUT IT, PRAY ABOUT IT, ALERT THE NEWS, MEDIA, INTERNATIONAL BODIES, EXPOSE THE CORRUPTION. OCCUPY NIGERIA WITH ANY AVAILABLE MEDIUM...PERHAPS THE GOVERNMENT WILL HEAR UR CRIES..AND GOD WILL ANSWER UR PRAYER. PLEASE STOP ATTACKING PPLE FOR SPEAKING THEIR MINDS...