A
dashing young king, the paramount ruler of his land. A beautiful young lady,
daughter of the premier. A prolific parrot who became a governor. A storyline
from a Kunle Afolayan movie? Nah!!!
That’s
the cast of a drama that was more dramatic than any Nollywood film. The cast of
a historical battle, an epic battle between tradition and constitution, between
royalty and power, and between royal court and the court of law.
The
news hit Ijebuland like a thunderbolt. In the twinkle of an eye, it had reverberated
across the length and breadth of the nation. That was decades before twitter,
instagram and Facebook. That however did not stop the news from spreading like
harmattan fire.
His
Excellency, Governor Victor Olabisi Onabanjo, the Governor of Ogun State had
removed His Imperial Majesty, Oba Sikiru Adetona as Awujale of Ijebuland! It
was unheard of! An Ijebu son, an Awujale subject removing his own king! Could
Ayekooto remove the Crown?
Ayekooto
(Parrot) was the pen name of Chief Olabisi Onabanjo. He was a London-trained
journalist, publisher, parliamentarian, and statesman. As Ayeekoto, he wrote
more than 476 published articles.
Could
it be true? People wondered. Those who knew the close relationship between His
Majesty and His Excellency doubted the veracity of the news. Years before
Onabanjo became the Governor of Ogun State, he had fallen ill and needed to
travel abroad for medical check up. It was Awujale that secured the flat of
Afolabi Kuku for Ayekooto’s use whilst in the United Kingdom. Oba Adetona also
arranged for his brother’s wife who lived in the same building to prepare his
meals.
So
what went wrong? What you are about to read is the intriguing saga of the
deposition of a Monarch. It didn’t start in the Second Republic however. It
however didn’t start in the Second Republic. Let’s travel back in time. Let’s
go back to the First Republic.
The
young Sikiru Adetona became the Awujale on April 3, 1960. That was in the
tempestuous days of the First Republic. It was the period when Western Region
was polarized sharply along political line. The Awujale was a young man, suave,
urbane, cosmopolitan and handsome.
The
premier, Sir Ladoke Akintola, the Are-Ona Kakanfo of Yorubaland had a beautiful
daughter. Modele Akintola was beautiful, graceful, brainy and ebullient – a
chip off the old block. Modele was very close to the Awujale. It was not hidden
that His Majesty had a personal relationship with Ms. Omodele! According to Oba
Adetona: “Many in the Awolowo camp were uncomfortable about this relationship!”
Olabisi Onabanjo was in the Awolowo Camp. Count One!
If
anything, Awujale was and is still passionate about the issues affecting
Ijebuland and Ijebu sons (and of course, Ijebu daughters) When the premier
awarded an Ijebu son a contract for importation of pipes, the entire Ijebuland
was excited. Then news filtered out that Awolowo had asked Akintola to cancel
the contract. This was not done. The Ijebu son, Chief Okunowo, was incensed.
For
purpose of fair hearing, let me tell you Chief Awolowo’s account of the
contract saga. Before Awolowo relinquished office in the Western Region, the
government had approved the purchase of a large quantity of asbestos pipes for
water supply. The government had to decide whether to import the pipes or to
manufacture them locally. Awolowo preferred the local option, as it would
contribute to local technology, provide employment and would have fewer cracks.
It was on this basis that Awolowo advised the premier to consider the local
option.
People
took sides. Some supported Awolowo. Others supported Chief Okunowo. Awujale
stood in support of his Chief. Count
Two!
Following
his release from prison by Yakubu Gowon, Awolowo was appointed the Minister of
Finance. One of the agencies under his superintendence was the Customs and
Excise Department.
It
was around this time that another Ijebu son was planning to open a bicycle and
inner tubes factory in Ijebu-Ode. Out of the blues, the Government imposed an
additional excise duty on tyres and inner tube parts. The Ijebu business was no
longer competitive. It could not compete with giants like Dunlop and Michelin.
Rightly or wrongly, it was concluded that Awolowo was to blame!
Count
Three!
Iyan
ogun odun, a ma jo ni lowo is a Yoruba proverb. Pounded yam of two decades
might not be cold. That was what Awujale discovered in the Second Republic. The
yam pounded years earlier was still oven fresh when Ayekooto emerged as the
Governor of Ogun State.
The
first salvo was fired when it was time to constitute the National Council of
State. Under the 1979 Constitution, a person appointed by a State’s Council of
Chiefs “from among themselves” was a member of the Council. Awujale expected
the Ogun State Council of Chiefs to nominate one of its members. The Council
was therefore surprised when the Governor unilaterally selected a relatively
junior Oba to represent Ogun State.
Awujale
picked his pen and wrote to the Governor resigning from the activities of the
Council. The Governor responded. His Excellency asked His Majesty to withdraw
his letter of resignation. His Majesty refused. Clouds began to gather!
One
fateful day, the Chief Imam of Ijebu Ode received a special letter. The letter
had the Seal of Office of the Governor. His Excellency informed His Eminence,
the Imam of his intention to attend Jumat prayers for thanksgiving. The Muslim
Community was excited. A response was dispatched to Abeokuta with dispatch assuring
His Excellency of a warm welcome.
His
Majesty was soon informed of the preparation to receive His Excellency by His
Eminence in the mosque. Awujale invited the Chief Imam to the Palace to show
him where in the Quran, Christians could come to the mosque for thanksgiving.
The Chief Imam must have searched frantically for a relevant verse or an
apposite tradition. He found none.
When
His Excellency received a second letter from His Eminence. He thought it was to
inform him of advanced plans for his reception. It was with shock that Ayekooto
read the letter asking him not to come to the mosque. Though the letter was
signed by the mosque leadership, Onabanjo clearly saw the invisible signature
of Awujale on the document.
The
gathering clouds became heavier.
To
or not to go! That was the question the wordsmith Governor must have been
pondering as he put down the letter. Of course, he decided to go. He informed
the Muslim community that he was going to attend the Jumat Service as
scheduled.
The
Chief Imam was in a quandary. Torn between His Excellency and His Highness, His
Eminence looked unto Almighty Allah. On the scheduled Friday, those who had not
attended mosques in decades found their way to the Central Mosque. When a siren
was heard from a distance, the elders of the mosque looked at the Imam. It was however a police
car passing by. His Excellency did not turn up.
The
gathering clouds became heavier and darker.
The
governor was not Ayekooto for nothing. In addition to being a smart bird, parrot
can also be patient. The governor waited. He waited for his chance. After all
he was the Executive Governor.
And
his chance came! It came by way of an innocuous letter from palace. Like a
starved hawk, Ayekooto pounced!
To be continued...
good people also do bad things.kudos to the pen that put this piece down. may Almighty increase you in knowledge and understanding. although it's still based on presumption which is rebuttable but i will wait to read the concluding part before making submission. ride on Onigegeara
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for your kind words and prayers, Adebisi. The second and concluding part has been published. I appreciate your feedback.
DeleteThank you so much for the brilliant use you made of your golden pen... I am impatiently waiting to see the concluding part of this inside story...
DeletePlease, do publish the concluding part of the "Inside Story..." Here on your blog, Barrister.
DeleteThank you for reading, Rev. Femi-Adebanjo. Please visit the blog regularly in order not to miss the concluding part.
DeleteI thoroughly enjoyed this. It is worthwhile! I was educated & entertained. Kudos the Law!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sir. Please assist us to inform others about the blog. We must never forget our past. Our History is Our Heritage.
DeleteThis is quite educative and interesting. I would love to read the concluding part. May God increase you in wisdom
ReplyDeleteAmen. Thank you very much.
DeleteI am waiting to be educated in history of our land . Thanks for the good work .
ReplyDeleteYou are a blessing to this generation. I have read a couple of your write ups and I was so delighted. Please, keep up the good work.
ReplyDeleteGood job,exposing the youth to History and misery of our forefathers in Nigeria.
ReplyDeleteSecond part?
ReplyDeleteWell done!!!
ReplyDeleteThe intrigue of being a Human! We are so unforgiven. As it was in the days of Adam, so it is today.
ReplyDeleteThe first Republic' politics was as brutal anything. Thank God we seem to have moved on. - DD
Your vivid and clear sense of recounting those historical events is legendary and exemplary. The introduction very captivating ; the main stories always well chronicled and the conclusion superb.
ReplyDeleteGreat piece as ever.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
ReplyDeletePLS where is the concluding part?