Tinubu’s Nigeria is the kind of irony you only see in bad movies. The richest Black man on earth is quietly sending his children to regular Nigerian secondary schools, standing in the same heat and traffic as everyone else. Meanwhile, pen-armed robbers in starched agbadas, hiding under Tinubu’s watch in air-conditioned offices, are busy flying their own children to Switzerland just for secondary school, funded by money looted from the same country they look down on.
And then they come on TV to preach sacrifice, patriotism and “tough reforms.” This so-called corruption fight is not a policy, it is a prop. It looks more like a cheap Hollywood script than a serious government: the real patriots suffer at home, while the looters enjoy first-class hypocrisy abroad.