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Desmond Elliot was my classmate at the university. We both studied Economics. He was flamboyant and a young Christian cell leader. He was calm and lovable back then. He also carefully selected his friends, he was never really a man of the people, but of a selected few. I guess that is still how he operates in politics today.
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Gbajabiamila’s Office. Abuja. Closed-door meeting.
Desmond Elliot walks in wearing a spotless white agbada so bright it could direct traffic.
Desmond: “Good afternoon sir. You sent for me?”
Gbajabiamila: “Sit down, Desmond.”
Desmond sits confidently. Crosses leg. Adjusts cap. Smiles like man coming to collect endorsement.
Gbajabiamila leans back.
Gbajabiamila: “How many years have you been in the House of Assembly?”
Desmond: “Twelve years sir. Three solid terms.”
Gbajabiamila: “Excellent. Now tell me… what exactly did you build?”
Desmond freezes.
Desmond: “Sir?”
Gbajabiamila: “Projects, Desmond. Physical things. Things human beings can touch. What did you build?”
Desmond clears throat.
Desmond: “Well sir, I sponsored 11 motions…”
Gbajabiamila: “Can people live inside motions?”
Desmond: “No sir.”
Gbajabiamila: “Continue.”
Desmond: “I also co-sponsored 42 motions…”
Gbajabiamila: “Did any of the motions become a bridge?”
Desmond: “Not exactly sir.”
Gbajabiamila: “Road nko?”
Desmond: “No sir.”
Gbajabiamila: “Hospital?”
Desmond: “No sir.”
Gbajabiamila: “Drainage?”
Desmond: “Sir… technically…”
Gbajabiamila: “Desmond!”
Desmond quickly changes strategy.
Desmond: “Sir I also launched a 198-page book titled My Surulere Journey: Twelve Years of Impact and Strategic Legislative Synergy.”
Gbajabiamila stares at him like NEPA bill.
Gbajabiamila: “So after twelve years… you gave the people homework.”
Silence.
AC temperature suddenly drops.
Gbajabiamila: “From Bank Olemo to Masha to Iponri, the people are complaining.”
Desmond: “Sir opposition propaganda. Sponsored attacks.”
Gbajabiamila: “You said the same thing during the #EndSARS protest.”
Desmond: “Sir that one was misunderstood.”
Gbajabiamila: “And the potholes?”
Desmond: “Natural disaster sir.”
Gbajabiamila rubs forehead.
Gbajabiamila: “Desmond, do you know I personally begged Surulere to accept you in 2015?”
Desmond nods aggressively.
Gbajabiamila: “Obasanjo called Tinubu. Tinubu called me. I called party leaders. Everybody joined hand to package you like Big Brother contestant.”
Desmond: “And I remain forever grateful sir.”
Gbajabiamila: “Grateful for what? You inherited a political mansion and turned it into photo studio. Every project they praise in Surulere today, I built before you arrived. You spent twelve years posting captions.”
Desmond goes quiet.
Very quiet.
Even his agbada looks ashamed.
Desmond softly: “Sir… if I offended anybody in any way whatsoever concerning anything somehow related to everything… I am sorry.”
Gbajabiamila: “You don’t even know what you did wrong.”
Desmond: “Sir I am apologizing in advance and in arrears.”
Another silence.
Gbajabiamila: “I have found your replacement.”
Desmond sits up immediately.
Desmond: “Replacement ke?”
Gbajabiamila: “Her name is Barakat Odunuga-Bakare.”
Desmond blinks twice.
Desmond: “Sir… a woman?”
Gbajabiamila: “Is Surulere allergic to women?”
Desmond: “No sir. I just thought experience would matter.”
Gbajabiamila: “Twelve years of what? Ring light and Instagram captions?”
Desmond nearly chokes.
Desmond: “Sir what happens to my fourth term?”
Gbajabiamila: “What about it?”
Desmond: “Can I still contest?”
Gbajabiamila: “Nigeria is a democracy. Anybody can contest.”
Desmond’s face brightens immediately.
Desmond: “Ah! So I still have your support?”
Gbajabiamila: “Did I say that?”
Desmond: “But you said I can contest.”
Gbajabiamila: “And Manchester United can win Champions League. Both are technically possible.”
Silence.
Painful silence.
Somewhere, a ceiling fan laughs quietly.
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