My more than twenty-seven years in the Nigerian civil service was one long and continuous trajectory of educationand learning. My learning curve began at the University of Ibadan where I had teachers, committed mentors, who not only straddled academic and public services, but who also ensured that those they teach would also be introduced into the dynamics of public life outside of the university setting. From Profs. Ojetunji Aboyade, Akin Mabogunje to Busari Adebisi, Tunde Adeniran and Ladipo Adamolekun, I had teachers who had to serve the government, and who brought their experiences back into the classroom to illuminate issues and problematic of the social sciences. It was at this level that I began to deepen my mentor-mentee relationship with these scholar-practitioners whose trajectory of academic-public service is exemplary.
And in the public service itself, I met with several bosses and colleagues, good and not-so-good whose professional attitude and personal character traits all contributed to my understanding of the working and dysfunction of the public service and its critical connection to the functioning of the Nigerian state. From one post to other postings, and from one office to several other sectors of the service, I picked up hints, advice, managerial acumen and professional strategies on not only how to survive a tough system but also how to strengthen my own objective of institutional reform. From Chief Simeon Adebo to Allison Ayida, Dr. Michael Omolayole to Dr. Christopher Kolade, Prof. Adebayo Adedeji to Prof. Claude Ake, I was solidly grounded in the ethics and professionalism of the public service by seasoned men and women who encoded the public spirit that made the service a calling.
I will never forget Engr. Joseph Makoju. When the news of his untimely demise filtered into the national space, to say that I was devastated was an understatement. Death is always untimely, especially when it comes to those figures and personalities who have given so much and who still have so much to give in the service of their nation and humanity. Uncle Joe is too dear and valuable to lose at this moment, not only for his dear family, the corporate management community, but also for me and the reform space in Nigeria. Death frightens us significantly by its indiscriminate and arbitrary choices. There is often no sense to it. There is just no reason for some people to die just yet. And least of these people is Engr. Joseph Makoju—father, husband, mechanical engineer, private administrator, public official and mentor extraordinaire.
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My first meeting with Engr. Joseph Makoju was in 1992 when I served as Chief Policy Analyst in the office of the president, C-in-C, Aso Villa, Abuja. I got appointed at the time as secretary to a technical committee set up by IBB to review the cost of housing and come up with alternative policy options to bring down the cost and to recommend strategies for affordable housing for the rank and file of Nigerians. Elder statesman, Dr Michael Omolayole, was the chairman of the committee. Engr. Joe Makoju, then MD/CEO of Portland Cement Plc, was a member. Our relationship picked up from the series of meetings the technical committee had especially while the back-end action research that fed the process was on-going, and became solidified with a number of trips I made to his office in Lagos in the course of finalizing the committee’s report. These meetings and visits were not just sufficient for me to be introduced to a rare corporate chieftain cum public official with a sense of commitment that counts among the most astonishing I had seen. In Uncle Joe, as I later started calling him, we had a personality that successfully made a commitment to public service from a private sector management background.
From a very distinguished secondary school academic excellence where he won two awards from Government College at Kaduna and Warri, Uncle Joe went on to earn a BSc, first class honors, and an MPhil, degrees in mechanical engineering from the University of Nottingham, United Kingdom. His life is a track record of private and public services. Indeed, it was a most distinguished and corporate boardroom service record that brought him to the attention of consecutive Nigerian governments under which he served as special adviser. And this was the first set of lessons I learnt while cultivating the friendship of a man who loved to serve. As at the time I met him, my critical study of the Nigerian public service was getting right underway. And with Engr. Makoju, I had an opportunity for a close comparative study of the administrative and managerial styles that differentiate the public from the private sectors.
And so, it was from the likes of Joe Makoju that I learnt one of my numerous lessons about what it takes to become an A-grade manager and professional. And the more I interacted with him, the more I became enlightened and came to the conclusion about the enormous gap that existed between the public and private sectors managers and managerial capacities and competences. Of course, my studies have already demonstrated how Nigeria keeps struggling, since the failed attempt of the Udoji Reform Commission in 1974, to exploit the administrative recommendations of managerialism and install a performance management mechanism that will transform the efficiency of the public service from a private sector efficiency template. Outside of the many deep interactions that I had with corporate gurus and international public servants and private managers, Uncle Joe fundamentally influenced my conclusion about the need to include in my institutional reform model the crucial element of the imperative need to build a new breed of public managers and policy professionals with the responsibility of getting the basics of national reconstruction right by committing to an overarching goal of building a new national productivity paradigm.
When Uncle Joe became the managing director and CEO of NEPA (later PHCN), I began to learn some other critical sets of lessons, especially with regard to change management, managing complex reform dynamics and the negative impacts of what we have come to know as the “Nigerian Factor” as the undercurrent. Engr. Joseph Makoju embodies a change agent who struggled against the system to enable his vision of a public service as a space of transformation and productivity. One could only imagine what Engr. Makoju, as a special adviser to two Nigerian governments, would have been able to achieve in recommending managerial insights and best practices to politicians who have other objectives in mind. It was not too long after when the restless change agent teamed up with Alhaji Aliko Dangote, the relentless entrepreneur, to transform productivity in cement production, power and the management of refineries, by technically engineering a transformation journey that delivered the industrialization benchmarks that the government sector kept frustrating.
With Engr. Makoju, as with countless other patriotic Nigerians of his kind, we come face to face with how the Nigerian factor—a set of contextual, bureaucratic and procedural practices, rules and protocols—undermines the aspiration to transform Nigeria for Nigerians. With someone like Uncle Joe, we are further convinced that Nigeria has in abundance talents and competences that are sufficient to grow the national economy and the supportive institutional and policy infrastructures for the task of increasing productivity and reengineering service delivery that will demonstrably and positively affect the well-being of Nigerians. When I joined the faculty of NIPSS in 2020 and began to research NIPSS to sufficiently benchmark it as a significant signifier of high-end competence, I then came to better understand how Engr. Joseph Makoju, mni, reinforced his mix of engineering and managerial capacities with policy-engaged research, strategic policy thinking and problem-solving indescribable expertise. He was definitely an exemplar of the new crop of public managers that I believe hold the key to bringing the public service system in Nigeria into the twenty-first century. Unfortunately, these professional-heroes and heroines have been frustrated either back into the private sector or out of Nigeria. This is one reason why I lament the demise of Uncle Joe.
To his credit, and as a gesture to his relentless energy as a change agent, it was not surprising that he would endorse my choice of public discourse and advocacy as the avenue by which I could ventilate my frustration, hope and reform ideas about the public service. This choice became inevitable when I began to come face to face with the same Nigerian factor that limited Makoju’s reform enthusiasm. The channel of public education enables me to lay bare my ideas, strategies and models for institutional reform as an expert-insider who has struggled continuously to not only fathom the systemic dysfunction of the public service but to also iterate the possibilities of transforming the system itself. Thus, through my various publications, from public commentaries to academic books, and from lectures to seminars, I hope to be able to leave a stream of solid documentation about governance and institutional reform for the benefit of upcoming reformers and change agents and the larger stakeholders who could also pick up the baton in the race for the reconstruction of the public service as a complement to democratic governance in Nigeria.
My relationship with him was not strictly professional. He was seriously interested in my private life and family. When he was the CEO of West African Portland Cement Company, he heard from my late brother and friend, Mr. Dayo Aiki, that I was struggling to erect my first building at Aawe, my home town. Even though he questioned the wisdom in making that my first house, he wholeheartedly supported the effort that led to the completion of the building. I met his wife, Dr Gladys Makoju, who later became my deputy and eventual successor as the Coordinator, Education Sector Analysis (ESA), in the Federal Ministry of Education. Both of them were classmates at Government College, Warri before going their different ways to distinguished educational and career trajectories.
I have asked this question before, and it bears asking again: why would a Nigerian professional or expert in the United States or Germany be five times more productive than an equally talented counterpart who chose to remain in Nigeria? The answer, I argue, is because those abroad operate within a capacity context buoyed by an enormous per capita wealth worth per person. It is this kind of system that incapacitates professionals like Engr. Joseph Oyeyani Makoju, and makes their death more painful even at old age.
.Olaopa is a retired Federal Permanent Secretary, and Professor, National Institute For Policy and Strategic Studies
(NIPSS), Kuru, Jos .
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President Buhari And His Successor
By Promise Adiele
It is gradually becoming impossible to cope with life in Nigeria. Sometimes, one must invoke all the elementals of fortitude in the sanctum of the inward being to put up a pretentious smile. It is that kind of smile which deceives observers, creating the impression of wellness when all is far from being well. Hope keeps Nigerians moving, a far-fetched hope that someday all will be well – the days of political rascality and arbitrary socio-economic terrorizing of the populace will be over. Then normalcy will return to these shores. That is the prayer of every reasonable Nigerian. Unfortunately, not all Nigerians are reasonable. Not all Nigerians pray that prayer. Indeed the realization that not all Nigerians wish the country well desecrates one’s moral canvass and sense of acuity. It amounts to a wanton violation of Nigeria’s collective dignity. Why would some people wish this country evil, just why? In less than three months, a successor to Nigeria’s imperial majesty Muhammadu Buhari will emerge. Out of the three front runners – Peter Obi, Atiku Abubakar, and Bola Ahmed Tinubu, one of them will ascend the throne of authority inside the sanctuary of Aso Rock barring any eventualities.
Mr. President has admitted that he is in a hurry to quit Aso Rock. That declaration raises a fundamental question that requires clarification – is Buhari in a hurry to quit power as an individual or together with his political party APC? Certainly, many Nigerians are in a hurry to see Buhari and APC quit power for obvious reasons. Yet some Nigerians are desperately wishing for a continuation of the current macabre dance of death under APC. If indeed Nigerians agree that the conditions in the country are soul-wrenching, if, in all sincerity, there is a consensus arising from demonstrable tragic conditions in the country that the APC government is a composite failure, then, it naturally calls to question the cognitive stability of those who wish the current power machinery to continue.
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Everyone has the right to make a political choice but choices must be gauged by reason especially when they are bound to flounder on the heels of infantile convictions. A drunk can make a choice. A mentally deranged person can make a choice too. Children, in all their delinquent assuredness also make choices. Of course, the larger society will suffer if the choices made by the foregoing people are allowed to subsist because society recognizes the limitations of their discernment. If indeed society allows the choices made by these people to stand, it affirms a collective degeneration of virtue in the land. For example, should Nigerians make a choice that would ultimately snuff the remaining air out of their lives, that is, assuming all Nigerians are drunk and mentally handicapped? If indeed, like babies that are yet to develop any sense of danger, Nigerians file out to put forth their hands into fire, should elders in the land watch and applaud them? It is a simple question.
Muhammadu Buhari is, by every definition of the word, an elder in Nigeria both in age and career. From available records, he has always been involved in most events that shaped the history of Nigeria. But he is one of those that have benefitted immensely from Nigeria and therefore should never look away when the country approaches a precipice. He should react and save Nigeria in his capacity as the president and commander-in-chief. If anyone understands Nigeria more than the rest of us, it should be Muhammadu Buhari. If anyone should love Nigeria than the rest of us, that person should be Muhammadu Buhari. He should want Nigeria to succeed. He should wish Nigeria well. In that understanding, Muhammadu Buhari must ensure that no criminal whose candidacy and aspirations to Aso Rock will, besides embarrassing the country internationally, plunge over 200 million people into the depths of an economic abyss. I do not for one moment suggest that the president should interfere with the elections but he must ensure that only credible people aspire to the highest office in the land.
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Muhammadu Buhari has come face to face with destiny. He has always paraded himself as a man of impeccable morality, pristine integrity, and unblemished character. As a military head of state, he brooked no nonsense even though it extended to dictatorial levels. Those who peddled hard drugs or had any connection with hard drugs were summarily executed. Those who indulged in corruption by embezzling public funds were put behind bars for many years. Although Nigerians groaned, his no-nonsense,, zero tolerance for crooked characters was commended within and outside the country. If the young Buhari could strive to establish a legacy of forthrightness in governance and public service, one would expect, as wine becomes better with age, that Buhari would become better with age in which case, he would never touch a corrupt person with a long pole. Another question – what has changed in the present time which makes it possible for our integrity poster boy to look away while sullied characters dominate our leadership platforms and aspire to even become leaders?
Muhammadu Buhari must save Nigerians from local and international ridicule. He shouldn’t choose who will succeed him but he should stop someone from succeeding him. In the words of a Nigerian gap-toothed military ruler, “we don’t know those that will succeed us but we know those that will not succeed us”. The rest, they say, is history. As a matter of urgency, Buhari should call for the files of all the three leading aspirants and quickly begin to examine them one after another. He cannot pretend to be unaware of all the stench swelling around some of the presidential aspirants. The stench is choking, it can kill. If Buhari rules Nigeria for eight years, rehabilitates his family, revives his health, enjoys himself, and hands over the country to a misfit, he would have rubbished whatever legacy he built in the past and it would prove naysayers right that he never meant well for Nigeria.
Buhari should call for the personal files of all three presidential candidates, investigate them through legitimate agencies and examine all the issues around their personalities. When were they born? What schools did they attend? Who were their parents? What documents did they submit to INEC? Are they authentic or forged? When was the first time they traveled abroad? Under what circumstances did they travel and with what identity? What were their dealings and employment history abroad? These relevant but fundamental questions should be asked. All information regarding their employment records, business dealings, friends and associates must be investigated and laid bare. The office of the president cannot be so shamelessly lowered to accommodate a fraudulent character for political reasons. There must be a limit to the Nigerian hypnosis which, as it stands, confounds even the dead.
No presidential aspirant found wanting in terms of morals and character should be allowed to participate in the election. At this time in Nigeria’s history, the country cannot afford to gamble with its future by enthroning a shady character to the highest office in the land. Finally, Buhari should demand that the three presidential aspirants should submit medical certificate which proves that they are healthy and suitable for the office they desperately seek. The comprehensive medical examination should be carried out by a foreign independent medical firm. This is to forestall any case of forgery and manipulation because it is clear that some of the presidential aspirants are steeped in forgery and double standards. Buhari has a rare opportunity to immortalize himself as a true patriot, democrat, and Nigeria’s all-time Mr. Integrity. If he fails to do the needful history will not be kind to him.
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More Conversations Nigeriana
By Hope O’Rukevbe Eghagha
Professor: We lost a colleague yesterday!
Amina: My condolences! Was he ill?
Bankole: Is there anyone who is not ill in Nigeria?
Professor: He dropped dead at home after teaching for two hours earlier in the day. Gone!! Just like that. No warning. No preparation. No serious illness. Alive this minute, dead the next! He went behind his flat to pump water and collapsed. Died before help could reach him!
Amina: Definitely his death was caused by stress, stress caused by the prolonged strike and the government’s harsh response! Eight months without a salary after most of them had taken loans from friends and banks in the hope that they would repay the loans when salaries were paid. All that was shattered by a harsh no from the President!
Obukohwo: May his soul rest in peace!!
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Professor: His soul will not rest in peace until Nigerian rulers are punished!
Egbule: Who will punish Nigerian rulers? Who? Even God seems to have given up on them!
Amina: God has not given up on them. He is preparing them for something drastic that could change the political landscape forever. What exactly it is I do not know! But this cannot go on forever.
Professor: The young man was a very passionate and committed teacher. There is a video in circulation in which he strapped the baby of a female student who was writing an examination to his back. What else do you need to demonstrate compassion? Now, he’s gone unfulfilled to the great beyond.
Bankole: There are too many sudden illnesses, deaths, and suicides these days. People can hardly feed. There is tension. School fees of children. Skyrocketing inflation and rents! As the bible says, ‘men’s hearts failing them for fear!
Professor: The public university system is in its last stages of credibility. Very soon, serious academics will take their exit because of the humiliation they suffered under Buhari, Adamu Adamu, and Ngige! I’m also thinking of an early exit, after all, I will continue to enjoy my pension. This is the time to look for something else to do.
Amina: If you quit because of three persons what will become of the system? We have to fight them.
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Professor: Fight them you say? Fight who? Fight Nigeria? Fight the federal civil servants, or the cabal in government, the judiciary that was used to attack ASUU? I’m not in a fighting mood anymore. This morning, I chatted with a senior colleague who said that as committed as he was to education, he was ready to retire at 65 rather than wait till 70. There are quite a number of academics who are thinking like this now. I mean, here is a guy who has spent his entire life in the system, sworn to making an impact and suddenly he feels that he has wasted his time in a system that never appreciated him. Not a good feeling.
Bankole: Who feels good about Nigeria right now? Is it the farmer or the banker or the student? May be politicians are happy with the mess we have found ourselves in because they thrive on confusion.
Egbule: We have a chance to create the Nigeria which we want in 2023. God has arranged it. Massive votes for the acceptable candidate and rejecting the others. That’s the way to go. Whether Nigerians will accept the offer is another matter entirely.
Amina: I’m not so optimistic. The old forces are ready for war!
Obukohwo: The situation is fluid. We are not sure about the plans of Bubu. Does he support any of the candidates? Does he want his party to continue at national level even though his performance has been abysmal? Does he want power to remain in the north?
Professor: It will be wishful thinking to believe that he does not want his ruling APC to continue to rule. The only point to counter that is if he remains clannish and directs state machinery into retaining power in the north. This second point will simply strengthen our fault lines- two countries living in one geographical space. And now that oil has been found in commercial quantities in the north, the two countries may now emerge.
Bankole: Not so neat and proper. There are other variables to consider.
Professor: Such as…?
Bankole: Religion. The international community! Economic interests!!
Professor: The major determinant to current mutual existence is the oil. Once everyone is sure of their share, the tension will be reduced.
Amina: There are minorities in the north. In fact, once we break up, there will be no end to it. We could end up as six or more different nations.
Professor: What is wrong with that? I’d stay in a small country and have my peace and security guaranteed than stay in a big nation that cannot guarantee my life and prosperity because the state has failed in its duties.
Obukohwo: I agree with you. We in the Niger Delta can now control our resources. We have lived too long in poverty.
Egbule: We have also created problems for ourselves. What have leaders of the Niger Delta done with the resources allocated to them? See what Wike has done with infrastructure. Can we say the same for the other governors?
Professor: Let us not regionalize corruption and inefficiency. Corruption is well seated in all the states in the country. Resources are not being properly channeled into development. As it is in Kaduna, so it is in Rivers or Delta or Lagos. It is a class thing. It cuts across party or ethnic lines.
Amina: Who will save Nigeria?
Bankole: It is only God that can save us.
Professor: God will not come down to save us. We must save ourselves. We must put aside petty grievances and squabbles to bury the hatchet in the head of a common enemy!
Amina: And who is that common enemy?
Bankole: the devil!
Professor: The devil in our political class!
Professor Eghagha can be reached on 08023220393 or email@example.com
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The Man Who Saw Today From Yesterday
By Sam Akpe
It started as a mere fantasy. Today, it’s mission accomplished. Let’s go back to 1976; in Port Harcourt, Rivers State. He was in the primary school. Occasionally, he sneaked out into the city during break time; on a walk through the streets, with a classmate.
On this day, something unusual happened. They were chatting, laughing and stopping at every shop to admire the goods, hoping that someday, in future, they would walk inside and come out with baskets of goodies. At every boutique, they naughtily waved at the mannequins. It was fun.
Just as they were about returning to the class, they noticed a big, fenced premises, with people, dressed in white shirts and black suits, emerging from big cars. Each held a black gown—the type worn by church choir members. “What’s happening here?” The two boys asked no one in particular.
Quietly, they tip-toed into the premises, and looked through the big windows. It was a court session. The Judge was seated. Lawyers were arguing. No one else spoke. No laughter. No movement. Extreme decorum. After a few minutes, they quietly walked away, afraid and confused.
With that unplanned visit, a career was born. From that point, they were no longer interested in supermarkets and mannequins. Almost daily, they went straight to the same State High Court to watch proceedings, peeping through the windows.
Although they hardly understood what was going on, they thoroughly enjoyed the courtroom drama comprising the bombastic legal jargons, the gesticulations, and the way lawyers interjected each other while rising to their feet.
Today, as you read this piece, Inam Akpadiaha Wilson, one of the boys in this story, is being inducted as a Senior Advocate of Nigeria (SAN).
After watching those court sessions several times, he made up his mind to become one of them. From primary to secondary schools, he kept dreaming, Today, he is living the dream.
From Onna Peoples High School, Inam had moved over to Government Secondary School, in Eket, where we met. With an unmistakable mischievous smile; plus, a sarcastic sense of humour, he was already behaving like a lawyer—walking with dignified mien. Believe me, he has hasn’t changed one bit.
Twice he took JAMB, and twice he was refused admission to study law. At the third try, he got it, though his score was below the cut-off point. By his confession, it still remains a mystery how he got the admission. But he did. One hurdle jumped.
The next of the hurdles was money. As the fourth child in a large family, with a-civil-servant father, it took the intervention of his uncle for him to pull through. It was not a smooth ride.
Then he became playful and lost focus. Friends started calling him NFA—no future ambition. This happened at what is now the University of Uyo (formerly, University of Cross River State).
One day, a Ghanaian lecturer—now a serving judge in Accra—called him to order: “I’ve been watching you. You’re not focused. You no longer attend classes. You’re all over the place, wasting away. If you continue this way, you will never graduate.”
Inam listened attentively. The man continued: “With your own hand, you are trying to undermine your future. You look like a promising young man, but for some reasons, you’re misdirected. I am telling you now, turn around while it is still possible. Change your ways. Else, you are doomed.” Tough words. Bitter truth.
Inam confessed to me, “That was my turning point. I left him with an undertaking to heed his advice. I assured him that the final list of graduands will have my name on it. Truly, if I had continued along that path, all these would have been but a mere dream. I repented.”
Called to the bar 32 years ago, Inam, as we still call him, started his law practice in Aba as an intern. His desire was to be in Port Harcourt, where he dreamt of walking boldly into the same court that he used to watch proceedings, peeping through the window—the very place where the dream started.
One day, he encountered a SAN, and got awestruck by his demeanor. From the manner the man addressed the court, Inam noticed a touch of extraordinariness.
He confessed: “I saw something different about him; and I said, ‘yeah, I like that. I didn’t know what it would take, but that encounter planted a desire in me. I started dreaming of being like him.” Another dream!
Inam’s journey to the top was soaked in sweat. He described his first initial years in legal practice as hell; “I almost died in the process. There were days I stayed at the bus stop without a dime for transportation. Yet, I was a lawyer, practicing in Lagos. It was that bad.”
In February 1998, he suffered acute typhoid. Admitted in a hospital, he lost blood, grew lean, “in fact, I saw heaven and I thought I had passed on. But I survived it. I had no money to pay the hospital bill. Friends came to my help.”
At a time, some of his friends urged him to leave Lagos. But he stayed on. He chose to die, trying. He saw today from yesterday. His tenacity paid off. Then things started changing as he got hired in big chambers owned by Senior Advocates of Nigeria.
Gradually, he started making court appearances on big cases. With a master degree in the kitty, his approach to legal practice took a new turn. Judges started noticing his intellectual depth, fluency of arguments and incontestable submissions. They were impressed.
From one big chamber to the other, he created undeniable impacts. Perceptually, Inam moved legal practice from a mere profession to the realm of passion. He hit the limelight, arguing and making submissions in the Supreme Court. His qualifications for induction as SAN started accumulating. But he wasn’t in a hurry.
Just before he clocked 32 years in practice, he finally applied. The process, as usual was tedious, unpredictable. He knew he was qualified, but so were others. The applicants were in hundreds until the final interview when they were counted in dozens. It was tension unlimited.
At this stage, the statutory qualifications gave way to other considerations. His interview was on September 27. He later received unofficial confirmation of impressive performance. But then, a decision would still have to be taken on how many persons would be given the rank in 2022.
Fortunately, he was the only surviving candidate from Akwa Ibom; but not the only one from the South South. After the geo-political consideration, the panel set a cut-off mark at 85%. It was time for final elimination. On September 29, the waiting game reached a nerve-cracking point. It was the final day.
Noon passed, no news. Inam was in Abuja, alone in a hotel room. At 6pm, there was still no information. Applicants kept calling each other for updates. Tension rose to boiling point. At about 7:30p.m., he got a call from a SAN, who simply said, “Congratulations, my brother, you made it.”
Confused. Alarmed. Inam replied, “How? Is the list out? I haven’t seen the list. Have you seen it?” Many questions in one breathe.
The senior lawyer replied, “Come on, do you think I’ll just call you to say congratulations when you haven’t made it? You must see the list before you believe me? Okay, I’ll send you the list. You are number 18”
As the first call ended, another SAN called to congratulate him. Inam knew that these two people would not call him if they were not sure, because they were not regular callers.
Finally, the list came out. His name was number 18. Alone in the hotel room, he screamed and jumped. It was a mixture of joy, relief, tears, everything. “Me, a senior advocate?” Yes, mission accomplished.
Before he could wipe the tears off his eyes, the phone started screaming with calls. Things changed so fast.
A few days after the list of new SANs was published, Inam went to Port Harcourt where he had a case at the National Industrial Court. Since he was not yet inducted, he was careful not to announce his presence as SAN.
But a senior lawyer on the other side could not hold back. Just before the first matter was called, he stood up and said to the judge, “My lord, with your kind permission, I wish to inform the court that my learned friend, Inam Wilson, is now a Senior Advocate of Nigeria.”
The judge responded: “Are you serious? Congratulations Mr. Wilson, oh that is well deserved. But why didn’t you announce yourself as a SAN?” Inam replied, “My lord, I have not yet been inducted. I have to wait until that day.” The judge agreed but added, “All the same, you are a senior advocate.”
Inam enjoyed the atmosphere with the same school-boy mischievous smile. Of course, his matter was called immediately, in accordance with the privileges reserved for SANs. He was even accorded the advantage of an early date for the next hearing.
Trust Inam for a little more drama. He went to another court where he had no case at all. Straight to the front, he sat. The presiding judge personally announced, “Mr Inam Wilson, SAN. I notice you. Welcome to my court. I hope you are not here to disrupt my proceedings.” Inam responded: “No my lord, I just came to greet my lord.”
Certainly, this additional credential comes with a burden of its own. In addition to his previous efforts, he must still groom, train, and mentor junior lawyers in the best standards of practice and etiquettes of the profession.
Inam told me as though in confidence: “Now, you can no longer just go to court without enormous preparation because your opinion is supposed to be weighted and well considered.
“When you speak, there’s a presumption in your favor that you are speaking authoritatively—you must speak good law. The audience, the judge and other lawyers are supposed to listen and learn. You must advance the law.”
Curiously, none of Inam’s children is interested in the legal profession. Inam believes the reason is deeply rooted in the nature of the job. He revealed: “Yesterday I was with a few of my colleagues and we were brainstorming over this issue; because it doesn’t seem to be peculiar to me.
“One of the things we found out is that the children have seen us burn the midnight candle; working late nights over the years. They go to bed, daddy is working. They wake up, daddy is working. So, they ask themselves, is this what they must go through as lawyers? For most of them, it’s scary.
“Law consumes you; especially when you aspire to the highest level. It takes over your being. In fact, everything you do is law. Since the children belong to a new generation, they like things easy and breezy. But I’m still praying for them.”
In every journey to the top, the road may not be straight. It comes with detours, contours and breakdowns. But you must not lose your direction. Even when you have veered off, try and bring yourself back on track. Look up. Look ahead.
Inam told me, “You must be disciplined. There is no amount of vision or aspiration you can accomplish without discipline. Discipline is what makes you stay awake all night reading, while others sleep.
“Discipline wakes you up in the morning to prepare because you have a case. Discipline is what tells you watch your mouth, watch your desires. Self-discipline makes you delay gratification and measure your enjoyment. You can’t have it all at the same time.”
Congratulations, my friend.
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