So when you step over that gutter on your way to work tomorrow morning, just know: someone wrote a letter about it before your parents were married.
And yet, the filth remains.
We act surprised when nothing works. But the evidence has always been there, in old newspapers, written by people who were tired in 1983 the same way you and I are tired in 2026 when LAWMA doesn't show up for three weeks straight.
On August 3, 1983, three days before Nigeria's presidential election, a top NPN official stood before cameras and told the country: his party would not rig the election.
They rigged it. So badly that four months later, Buhari's coup rode in on the back of it, and many Nigerians didn't flinch. On the contrary, they felt relief.
Forty-three years on. It’s now a different party, the same season, the same genre of speech.
Failure spreads so wide that accountability becomes a philosophical question, out of the each of pragmatism.
The irony? The filth accumulates on the road while the tweet about the filth accumulates likes and reposts.
Unfortunately, both pile up, but neither goes anywhere.