One group of people-players, officials and fans- who can not be bothered by the noise of the vuvuzela’s at the ongoing FIFA World Cup in South Africa are Nigerians.
There has been an out cry at some quarter for FIFA to ban the use of the noisy pipe in Stadiums during the world cup from officials who claim it drowns their sideline instructions to their players, from Players who say they cant even hear the referee’s whistle and from spectators who say it interrupts their view and appreciation of the match.
They say it is too noisy and noise is offensive to the ears and given that many of these people come from noiseless environments, do you blame them?
For Nigerians however the noise is nothing. What? Can all the vuvuzela’s put together beat the noise of generators screaming in unison in our neighbourhoods which our ears have so gotten used to? Can it beat the irritation that comes with those tiny machines from Asia coughing and hissing and ensuring we can’t catch some sleep late in the night? Does it beat the discomfort of having to buy on daily bases, fuel at black market rate just to keep the noisy machines running?
Certainly not. So it’s no surprise that Nigerians aren’t complaining. Indeed they should be enjoying it. In fact, it should sound like sweet music to their ears. If all they have to worry about in the one month they are in South Africa is the noise from a pipe then they will sure prefer to relive it again and again. With steady power, good roads, trains that move, and a history so rich, who should be complaining of vuvuzela’s?
It’s a shame that our Government has sentenced us to the music of generators, to the love for noise, to the despair of darkness. We have now generally come to terms with it, with the resounding failure of the PHCN to give us light, with the endless promises of Government, with the hopelessness of hoping that it could ever get better.
Right now we don’t even talk about it any more. We seem to have resigned to fate. President Goodluck Jonathan promised us he would hit the ground running when he reserved for him self the headship of the Ministry of power. We cheered in hope. We have waited and are still waiting but the bulbs have refused to come on. Instead we hear all kinds of theories from people who are quick to wave Harvard obtain degree in our faces, that increase in electricity tariff will guarantee steady power supply.
I might not be an expert in electricity generation but pray can they explain this strange concept that ensures that the more you pay for a service that is currently non existent, the more the supply of that service. Even miracles come in more logical packages. This one is nothing but voodoo economics, another ploy to toy with our fleeting sensibilities and sell us another dummy just to buy some time and perhaps secure some more years in power.
We have heard these things before and we are now tired of hearing them. We have seen them set up committees and boast loudly about figures yet we are still in darkness. What Nigerians need now is simply to be able to flick on the switch and the bulb comes on and it has gotten to that point when the Government should honourably admit that this is impossible for them to accomplish. Then we can equally go and seek out the Vision 20:2020 document they have spent so much of our resources to develop and cast it into fire.
For no serious people can think of development, one so swift as to propel them into the list of twenty most developed nations when steady power is not a serious agenda and their people still sleep daily from the lullaby of tiny noisy machines that make the vuvuzela seem like a saxophone.