TONY EDEMENAHA bemoans a republic on life support
Nigeria today feels like a courtroom where the judge has removed his wig to share the loot, the bailiff sells adjournments, and the accused sits on the bench. The house hasn’t fallen yet, but the termites are writing memos on letterhead. The landlord is converting the foundation into a private vault.
The Committee for the Defence of Human Rights put it plainly: Rise, speak and unite. And together, let us break every chain of injustice and reclaim the freedom that is ours. That is not sloganeering. It is a diagnosis. In every age of crisis, God raises messengers—voices of courage and truth—to awaken people and restore justice.
Today is no different. We live in a world of political manipulation and economic strangulation. The chains are no longer iron. They are policy documents, padded budgets, midnight court orders, and procurement memos that turn hospitals into mortuaries and schools into relics.
A republic stands on three legs: executive, legislative, judicial. Ours balances on air while the people bruise their tailbones.
