I have been thinking about something lately, and the more I think about it, the more disturbing it becomes.
A lot of Nigerians became poor without doing anything wrong.
They didn’t stop working. They didn’t become lazy. They didn’t suddenly become irresponsible.
They simply woke up one day and realised that the money they had worked for could no longer buy the things it used to buy.
Think about someone earning ₦100,000 a month.
The person still wakes up early every morning, goes to work, puts in the same hours, probably works even harder, gets promoted occasionally and does everything society says a responsible person should do.
Yet every year, that person seems to be able to afford less.
At some point, ₦50,000 could buy a reasonable amount of food for the house. Today, you can enter the market with the same ₦50,000 and genuinely wonder where the money went.
Nothing happened to you.
The economy happened to you.
And I think this is something we don’t talk about enough.
Imagine working hard for years, only for circumstances completely outside your control to quietly reduce the value of everything you have worked for.
You didn’t lose your job.
You didn’t lose your salary.
But somehow, you lost your standard of living.
That is poverty too.
And this is why I struggle with the way we sometimes discuss palliatives.
Of course, when people are hungry, you must find ways to help them immediately. There is nothing wrong with providing temporary relief.
But surely, the bigger question should be:
Why did millions of working Nigerians suddenly need palliatives in the first place?
If a man could comfortably buy a bag of rice from his salary a few years ago and today he needs government assistance to buy that same bag of rice, giving him rice may solve today’s hunger.
But it has not solved the actual problem.
The real problem is that his labour has lost value.
And perhaps that is what we should be obsessed with fixing.
How do we make the Nigerian worker’s income valuable again?
How do we make ₦100,000 buy more next year, rather than less?
How do we make food cheaper by producing more?
How do we reduce the cost of energy and transportation?
How do we build an economy where salaries can actually keep up with the cost of living?
Because when I think deeply about it, perhaps one of the greatest things a government can do for its people is not to keep giving them money.
It is to build an economy where the money they earn has value.
There is dignity in being able to take care of yourself from the product of your own labour.
There is dignity in a teacher being able to feed a family from teaching.
There is dignity in a nurse being able to pay rent from nursing.
There is dignity in a young person working an honest job and gradually seeing life improve.
People should be able to look back after five years of hard work and say, “My life has become better.”
Not, “I earn more money today, but somehow I can afford less.”
That is the part that keeps bothering me.
Millions of Nigerians are not asking to become millionaires overnight.
They just want hard work to make sense again.
And maybe that should be one of the simplest ways we measure whether our economy is actually working:
Is the ordinary Nigerian who works hard becoming progressively better off, or progressively poorer?
Everything else is secondary.
9am: “Marriage is slavery for women”
10am: “I have told my boyfriend if you don’t marry me this year, you are a time waster”
11am: “You don’t need to have money to marry a woman. As long as you are working, any amount a man makes is ok”
12noon: “If you don’t make enough money to take good care of a woman, why exactly do you want to marry?”
1pm: “I am willing to support a man as a woman but it is his job to provide”
2pm: “Money is not everything to women; what matters is seeing that our man is doing something.”
3pm:, “But my money is my money and his money is our money”
4pm: “We have a heart of gold and we don’t care about money at all”.
5pm: “However I will not do 50/50 or 70/30 with any man. I can only support with whatever I have. I cannot promise any percentage to a man from my salary”
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Listening to Nigerian babes on social media is a dangerous sport.
the idea of BRIDE PRICE no make sense to you because you’re not “a property that’s meant to be bought and owned” but you dey turn down men because them no fit “afford” you. 😂
“i’m not cheap”
“i’m expensive”
“can you afford me?”
oya nau.
Nobody pisses me off more than those people who quote tweets “😂😂😂”.
Bro i know say you dey find engagement but keep that shenanigan for comment section
My beef with P Square started before all of you. Their father owned a bakery in Jos, “Twins bread.” We loved the bread so much and when he passed, the bakery followed him. They couldn’t even keep the bakery alive. And I loved that bread so much. Na there my issue with them start. Jude is a terrible man. Tuehhh.
Male loneliness pandemic is a conversation you shouldn't engage in when you see it on the TL. It's a distraction.
Opportunities for young men are shrinking globally. That's the real conversation.