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Opinion: And the Death of Meteors By Femi Kehinde
William Shakespeare, perhaps the greatest English poet and playwright, in his epic play- Macbeth, looking melancholic and distraught, as a result of the death of lady Macbeth, had soliloquized-
“Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day, to the last syllable of recorded time, and all our yesterdays have lighted fools. The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle.
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
The world is replete with history of men who came in a jiffy and left so soon. They are usually referred to as meteors.
A meteor is like a shooting star. It sparkles, it dazzles, it brightens up, but it is also a falling star. They are also like joy, that has a slender body, that breaks so soon- “Ayo abara bin tin,” as was depicted in Ola Rotimi’s epic play- “The gods are not to blame.” A meteor rises fast and disappears at the apogee (height) of its glory. Meteors are always messengers, usually in a hurry to deliver their messages and disappear.
Meteors are like-
Raphael Ernest Grill Armattoe -12th of August, 1913 – 22nd of December, 1953
Duro Ladipo-1931-1978, Walter Rodney-23rd March, 1942 to the 15th June, 1980 A Ghanaian doctor, author, poet and politician.
Dr. Walter Rodney, prominent scholar, historian, political activist- 23rd march 1942 to 13 June 1980.
Pius Adebola Adesanmi 1972 to 10 March 2019.
Joseph Sanusi Gbadamosi Adegoke Adelabu- Penkelemesi a dazzling politician, meteor and iconoclast- 1915-1958
Olusegun Awolowo, January 20 1939 to July 10 1963.
Tunji Ogunkanmi founder and promoter- Cornerstone Insurance Plc, October 5 1960 to November 5, 2000.
Raphael Ernest Grill Armattoe – 1st August, 1913 to 1953
He lived for 40 years. He was a Ghanaian doctor, author, poet and politician. He was nominated for the 1949 Nobel peace prize and was a strong campaigner for the unification of British and French Togo land.
REG was born at keta in the Gold Coast, in what is now known as the Volta Region of Ghana. After his basic education in the Gold Coast, he left for Germany in 1930, at the age of 17, for further studies.
He studied in Germany, France and the Ireland. He eventually qualified as a medical doctor in Edinburgh and established his own private practice.
His research for the use of the “Abochi drug” against human parasites, led to his nomination for the Nobel prize in physiology or medicine in 1948.
Armattoe later devoted more time to writing. He returned to the Gold Coastin 1947 and set up a medical clinic at Kumasi, at the Ashanti region.
He turned his attention to politics, writing and poetry. His first collection of poems- “between the forest and sea,” was published in 1950.
Armattoe and Kwame Nkurmah were of different political divides. He joined the Ghana Congress Party( GCP) rather than Nkurmah Convention People’s party (CPP)
Armattoe died young and he had predicted his death in a popular poem – “the way I would like to die.”
He had said in the poem, he would like to die while the dew is wet on the ground. The dew is wet on the ground in the morning – a metaphorical phrase to express the morning of life i.e. when one is young.
“This is the way I would like to go
If you must know
I would like to go while still young
While the dew is wet on the grass
To perish in a great air crash
With a silver plane burning bright
Like a flashing star in the night
While the huge wreckage all ablaze, shines brightly for my last embrace..
I’d like to see the flames consume
Each nerve and bone and hair and nail
Till of dust naught but ash remains
Or as stone, swiftly sink unseen
But if I should hear someone wail
Because dust has gone back to dust
Mad with fury, I shall return
To smite the poor wretch on the head
So let me go when I am young
And the dew is still on the fern
With a silver plane burning bright
Like a flashing star in the night…”
In 1953, Armattoe travelled to New York City, leading a delegation to address the United Nations about the “Eweland question”, seeking international support for a union between British and French Togo. On his way back to the Gold Coast, he visited his daughter Irusia, at the time a student in Dublin, Republic of Ireland, and then Germany. He fell ill and died in a hospital in Hamburg. His wife reported that he said he had been poisoned by some unknown persons. He had apparently been attacked previously by supporters of Kwame Nkrumah.
Armattoe was married to Swiss-born Leonie Schwartz, who was also known as “Marina”. They had two daughters, the elder, Irusia, being born in Derry. Armattoe and his family lived at Kumasi in Ghana until his death. His father, Robert Glikpo Armattoe, was a merchant who traded mainly with the Germans and also studied local indigenous languages.
R.E.G Armattoe, Rest in perfect peace.
Duro Ladipo-1931 to 1978
He was one of the best known Yoruba theatre icons, playwrights and stage theatre iconoclast. Like his name sounded, he was born, several times, before he finally stayed, hence the name – Duroorike
His stage plays captivated Yoruba myths, pantheons, folklores and history. His most famous play- Oba Koso (the king did not hang )was a dramatisation of the Yoruba story of how Alaafin Sango became the orisha of thunder. This play received international acclaim at the first common-wealth art festival, Berlin in 1965 and on a European tour packaged by his mentor- Professor Ulli Beier.
Duroorike, was raised in a Christian family. His father was an Anglican church priest in Osogbo. However, Duro’s interest in stage plays, drama and history, may have been influenced by his grandfather, who migrated to Osogbo after the Jalumi war.
His grandfather was a Sango priest, and was well versed in the Yoruba mythology, especially those emanating from old Oyo.
At a young age, Duro Ladipo sneaked out of the vicarage to watch Yoruba festivals. As a choir master in the church, he scandalised the church, by including Bata drums in the Easter Cantata, that he had composed for the church and he was thereafter excused from the church choir group.
He thereafter started his home theatre group in 1961, but he became fully established, with the founding of the Mbari Mbayo club in Oshogbo.
With a soaring popularity and fame of a theatre icon, he produced Oba Moro in 1962, Oba Koso and Oba wa ja, in 1964.
He was part of the Mbari Mbayo club in Ibadan in 1961 and he later transformed the club into a cultural centre, art gallery and a meeting point for young artists seeking to develop their talents in Oshogbo and its environs.
Duro Ladipo wrote quite a number of plays such as – Suru Baba Iwa and Tani mo owo iku.
He also produced stage plays for television stations. He produced- “Bode wa sinmi” for the Nigerian Television Authority, Ibadan.
He dispensed with the traditional dances and the opening and closing Glee’s, usually employed for bracketing performances.
Ladipo expressed his passion for Yoruba culture and tradition through drama, music , dance and stage performance.
On the 11th of March, 1978, at the age of 47, Duro Ladipo breathed his last, after a brief illness in Oshogbo. Within this short space, Ladipo had dominated the theatre world like a colossus. May the soul of this thespian, theatre icon, dramatist and playwright, rest in perfect peace.
Walter Rodney – 23rd march 1942 to 15th June, 1980 was born into a working class family in George town, Guyana.
He was an exceptionally bright student, a champion debater that earned him a scholarship at the university college in the West Indies, Jamica. He graduated in 1963 at the age of 21 with a first class degree in History. In 1966, at the age of 24, Rodney earned a PhD in African History, at the school of African and oriental studies, England.
Rodney wrote his book- “A history of the upper guinea” in 1970 and was widely acclaimed for his originality. He travelled widely and became very well known internationally as a scholar, activist and a formidable orator. He taught at the university of Dar es Sallam in Tanzania, between 1966 to 1967 and 1969 and 1974 and briefly at his Alma matter- University of the West Indies in Mona in 1969.
On the 15th of October, 1968, the government of Jamaica, because of Rodney’s socialist inclinations, declared him a persona- non Grata and was banned from ever entering Jamaica and was also subsequently dismissed by the University of the West Indies.
This harsh political stand and vendetta on Rodney, by the Jamaican Prime minster, Huge Shearer, led to a mass uprising against the government by students and the poor of West Quinton, which escalated into a riot, known as the “Rodney riot.”
This riot, which resulted in several deaths, hazards and violence, caused the Jamaican government, millions of dollars in damages.
The riot triggered an increase In political awareness across the Carribbean, especially among the Rastafarian section of Jamaica and was well documented in Rodney’s book, – “the groundings with my brother” published in 1969.
In 1969, at the age of 27, Rodney became a professor of history at the University of Dar-es Sallam.
There, he served as a professor until 1974. In 1972, he wrote his epic and most influential book- “How Europe Under-developed Africa.”
The book became enormously influencial and it was perhaps among the first set of books, that would bring a fresh perspective on under development in Africa.
When in Dar-es-sallam, he was influential in developing a new center of African learning and discussion. In 1974, Rodney returned home to take up an appointment as a Professor at the university of Guyana, but the Guyanese government prevented his appointment.
Despite this denial, he became increasingly active in politics, he founded the Working People’s Alliance- a party that provided an effective and credible opposition to the Guyanese Government.
On the 30th of June 1980, Rodney was killed in Georgetown at the age of 38, by a bomb planted in his car- a month after returning from celebrations, that had seen Robert Mugabe’s emergence as the first President of Zimbabwe.
His brother- Donald Rodney, who was also injured in the explosion, said that a Sergeant in Guyana defence force, named Gurgle Smith, had planted in Rodney’s car, the bomb that killed him.
After the killing, Smith fled to French Guiana. There was a wide suspicion, though not proven, that the assassination was set up by Guiana’s then President- Linden Forbes Burnham. Rodney’s mission and struggle was to lift the cause of the masses (proletariats) from the hands of the bourgeoisies- (the elites class in the society.)
Rodney, one of the most outstanding and profound scholars on the African continent, certainly lived his 38 years, for the poor of Africa.
A fellow Professor- Winston Mark Bower at the Walter Rodney- commemorative symposium held at York college, in June 2010 remarked that Walter Rodney- was a pioneering scholar, who provided new answers to old questions and post old questions, in relation to the study of Africa.
Professor Wole Soyinka, a Nobel laurette, at a symposium, on Friday, the 27th June, 1980 at the Oduduwa Hall, University of Ife, Nigeria, remarked that- Walter Rodney – “was clearly one of the most solidly idealogically situated intellectuals ever to look colonialism and it’s contemporary heir- black opportunism and exploitation in the eye”
Rodney, perhaps must have lived ahead of his time.
May his soul rest in peace .
Professor Pius Adebola Adesanmi (27 February 1972 – 10th March 2019)
He was a Nigerian-born Canadian professor, writer, literary critic, satirist, and columnist. He was the author of “Naija No Dey Carry Last,” a 2015 collection of satirical essays. Adesanmi died on the 10th March 2019, when Ethiopian Airlines Flight 302 crashed shortly after take-off, from Addis-Ababa.
Adesanmi was born in Isanlu, in Yagba East Local Government area of Kogi State, Nigeria. He earned a Bachelor of Arts Degree in French language from the University of Ilorin in 1992, a Master’s degree in French from the University of Ibadan in 1998, and a PhD in French Studies from the University of British Columbia, Canada, in 2002.
Pius attended Titcombe College Egbe, Kogi state and earned his first degree at the age of 20, his master’s degree at the age of 26 and his PhD at the age of 30. Between 2002 to 2005 Pius was an assistant Professor of comparative literature at the Pennsylvania state university, USA.
In 2006, he joined Carlton university at Ottawa Canada as a full time Professor of literature and African studies and thereafter became the Director of the University’s institute of African Studies until, his death on the 10th of march, 2019, when Ethiopian airlines flight 302 to Nairobi crashed immediately after take off with all the 149 passengers and 8 crew on board. He was on his way to an African Union Conference.
At an early age in Titcombe college, he was an instant star, having represented the school in many competitions, with outstanding prices.
A friend of Pius- Professor E.C Osundu, of Providence College, Rhodes Island, USA, captured the very essence of Pius’ rather short but extremely remarkable and meteoric life, in an ellegy –
“Pius was a rare being, ebullient, a razor sharp mind, he was what the Yoruba called “Omoluabi”- a person of honour and good character. Yet when it came to polemics, he could easily move to a jaguda (ruffian) Nigeria has lost one of those who loves her most.”
In July 2018, perhaps as a foretaste of the impending doom, Pius was involved in a car accident along Oyo/Ogbomosho road, when the vehicle he was traveling in (a Nissan) had a head on collision with a car from Ibadan (a Toyota Privia.)
Pius was heading to Lagos as usual, on another international assignment, to catch a flight to Dakar, Senegal.
On this accident Pius wrote –
“Two hours after the accident, no help came. The evacuation culture was zero…”
He further said that people just gathered at the scene of the accident and were screaming and shouting. No one attempted to help.
A short while ago, Pius Adesanmi’s mother-Mama Louis Olufunke-Adesanmi, had been denied a visa, on three different occasions, to visit her son in Canada. The mother vowed that she would never apply for visa again to Canada and like a soothsayer; she said they would bring the visa to her in Ilorin.
The Department of Foreign Affairs, invited Pius as a Guest Speaker for an event. Pius did not waste the opportunity. After the lecture, he thanked the head of the consulars, during a tete a tete, and told him, that he could not understand, why his mother was denied entry visa to Canada to come and visit him. As was reported by Pius’ friend and Confidant – Pharmacist Sunday Akoji – “three days after the event in Toronto, a dark heavily tinted SUV, with a diplomatic plate number, pulled up in front of mama Adesanmi’s home in Ilorin.”
The Canadian High Commissioner sent his aides, who drove all the way from Lagos to Ilorin, to go and stamp Mama Adesanmi’s passport with a visa to Canada, in her living room, with a letter of apology, personally signed by the High Commissioner. Only a Pius could have attained this spectacular feat.
“Pius in his life time wrote regularly for Premium Times and Shahara Reporters. Adesanmi’s writings were usually content deep and in-depth. He was pungent and satiric, with emphasis on the Nigeria’s social and political system and culture, that needs a reawakening. His writings and his targets were usually among several others- politicians, Pastors and relevant public figures.
In September 2015, his remark on the decision of the Emir of Kano to marry an under aged wife could not but escape a personal response of the Emir who responded to Adesanmi by name.
In the same year, 2015, he gave a public Lecture titled – “Africa is the forward that the world needs to face.”
He wrote his first book – “The Way Fairer and Other Poems” in 2010 and in 2011, he also wrote, “You are not a Country, Africa.”
This collection of essays won the inaugural penguin price for the non fiction category.
Pius was also in 2017, a recipient of Canada bureau of leadership education award.
This seminal academic and public intellectual per excellence, lived the life of a meteor. A quick pace and double steps. Adesanmi’s death elicited a candle light memorial at Unity Fountain Abuja and in cities around the world.
“Pius Adesanmi’s must have lived two or more life times before” according to a poet- Chedu Eziana.
He left behind his wife – Olumuyiwa and her doting daughters – Damilare and Oluwatise.
Pius, Rest in perfect peace.
Joseph Sanusi Gbadamosi Adegoke Adelabu
He was born on the 3rd of September, 1915 and died on the 25th of March, 1958, certainly lived like a meteor and his rise was meteoric.
He was Ibadan’s most prominent politician of his time. He was born in Oke-Oluokun, Ibadan, to Sanusi Ashiyanbi Adeyege Adelabu and his mother was Awujola Ajoke, who died in 1920, when Adegoke was still an infant.
Although born a Muslim, he was sent to a secular school – The Saint Davids CMS Elementary School, Kudeti Ibadan, between 1925 and 1929 and the CMS Central School, Mapo Ibadan in 1930. He had double promotions in the elementary and primary schools, he proceeded to the Government College Ibadan, where he also had double promotion. He left Government College in Form 4, and proceeded on a U.A.C scholarship to Yaba Higher College, Yaba Lagos, in 1936, which was then Nigeria’s only higher college.
Adelabu Adegoke had said of his educational exploits-
“I had a brilliant scholastic career, earning accelerated promotions on three occasions in the elementary, primary and secondary schools respectively. Despite this, I never took a second position throughout my school days. Instead, I was always several laps ahead of my runner up and not infrequently, saved tutors from tight holes.”
He was perhaps the most brilliant scholar that had passed out of the Government College, Ibadan. As was attested to by his contemporary and colleague in Government College- Professor Sabori Biobaku, who attested of his educational brilliance as thus-
“Adelabu was not much good at sports, although he subsequently distinguished himself at the long distance events, especially the half mile and mile races. It was in his studies that he excelled. At the end of his second year, he received a double promotion from class two to class four and was top of that class from the first term till the end of his time at the college. He was perhaps the brightest boy that Government College Ibadan has ever produced.”
His head master at the Central School Mapo- Chief James Ladejo Ogunshola was bereaved and Adegoke, despite being a pupil, quickly came to the rescue by taking up the classes in the absence of the bereaved headmaster. The headmaster, a diarist, wrote in his diary of Wednesday, the 15th of February 1935;
“Master Adegoke Sanusi, an old boy of central School and a pupil of Ibadan Government College who had been helping me since Monday in the school also rendered help today; he took my class in all the subjects for today”
He was instantly employed by the U.A.C, as its first African Manager in the produce section and later the singlet factory section of the Haberdashery department. He was in the U.A.C for four years and later joined the civil service for 7 years in the cooperative department and eventually, for another 5 years, was doing his own business as a private entrepreneur. He later took sojourn in partisan politics, from where he rose from comparative obscurity, into so strong a lime light, that he had completely dazzled and baffled his opponents and admirers.
At the first meeting with Adelabu, one would be easily amazed about his strength, resourcefulness and also how he managed to get his magnetic force with which he captured his followers to the point of fanaticism. His admirers usually called him “portable Ade” and you would also easily wonder, according to him – “how my enemies would enjoy carrying a small keg of explosives?”
He had a steady and turbulent rise in politics. He was a councillor, chairman of the Ibadan Divisional Council, member of the Western House of Assembly and Federal House of Representatives, on the platform of the NCNC, Western Secretary of the NCNC and later rose steadily from the rank and file of the everyday politician to hold the post of Minister of Natural Resources and social services after the Federal Election of 1954.
The story goes that during campaigns for election, while others are talking themselves hoarse, Adelabu won over his supporters with inspiring songs to which all and sundry dance along the streets of his constituency.
Adelabu revels in the pomp of the worshiped and does not intend to conceal his love for their worship. As a restless and busy politician, he told a journalist during a press interview- “I can only spare you a few minutes”; and when he really got down to business, he refused to sit down, and he said- “I talk better when walking about.”
Every morning, the drummers and praise singers he took to Lagos from Ibadan, would wake up the elitist neighborhood of Ikoyi, with drumming and singing, eulogizing the exploits of the Ibadan great man and grass root politician. The Europeans or “Oyinbos” in the neighborhood, protested vehemently against this early morning nuisance and they also addressed a press conference. Adelabu in his usual style, made a minced meat of this protest, asking them to go back to their country, if they do not like his style and that was the end of the protest.
As minister in the Federal Government, Adelabu was given an official car. He took the car to his constituency in Ibadan and summoned a meeting. After the meeting at his Oke-Oluokun residence, he asked his constituents at the meeting, to be riding in the car in a group of four, from his Oke-Oluokun residence in Ibadan, to Beere round about, to savour the joy of ministerial ride. This audacious act hit the newspaper headlines the following day- “Talakawas ride in ministerial car”.
In 1956, Adelabu Adegoke left the Federal Parliament, soon after; he faced a series of criminal charges, ranging from bribery and corruption to disturbing the peace. From all these, Adelabu emerged unblemished to continue his fight for the down trodden.
During this trial, his admirers went on the street of Ibadan to sing and eulogize him with the popular song- “Adelabu ma ko owo wa na!
Igunnu loni Tapa, tapa loni igunnu!”
i.e. “Adelabu steal our money the more!
Igunni owns Tapa, Tapa owns Igunni! ”
Then on March 25, 1958, came another sensational story about the man whose whole life had been like a meteoric flame. The story was that Alhaji Adegoke Adelabu was dead!
How did he die? Some said he had been shot. Some said he was killed with juju. Many others said he was run over, by political enemies.
But the fantastic story of his death had gone around Ibadan. Alhaji Adelabu dead? Impossible! But if he’s dead, others will surely die with him! Down with his killers! Down with all those who have hands in his death! Kill and burn them. Spare no one. Let no one live after Ade! Over his grave let us March!
That was the shout of the Ibadan masses and it was no idle cry, Ibadan became a besieged and enraged city. To avenge his death, twenty people, possibly including those who do not know him in person, were done to death by the irate crowd. Many houses were set on fire. Much property was lost.
When the law recovered from the shock, it recovered by arresting 564 persons. Of these, 102 stood trial for murder, 25 were acquitted and discharged by the lower court, and seventy seven were sent to face the Assizes.
Adegoke Adelabu was certainly the architect of grass root politics in Ibadan and with him went a certain glamour from Ibadan politics.
He was popularly known as “Penkelemensi”, i.e peculiar mess, which was his usual refrain when making contributions on the floor of the Western Region House of Assembly.
Adelabu’s sudden exit, ignited a volcanic eruption in Ibadan’s political firmament and a lot of distinguished personalities paid glowing tributes to this stormy petrel.
Chief H.O Davies, a front line Nigerian Nationalist painted this epithet-
“Adelabu’s life in my mind, appears to have been something like a meteor, which shines with conspicuous brilliance for a short period and disappears again into the unknown”
This was further corroborated by his friend and classmate in Government College- -Professor Saburi Biobaku who also commented in his condolence remarks-
“maybe he was one of those rare phenomena who dazzled the world by their brilliancy only to leave behind memories of what might have been”
His friend and colleague in the Federal Parliament and also Prime Minister of Nigeria- Abubakar Tafawa Balewa, in his tribute in the Daily Times of 27th March, 1958 said-
“Alhaji Adegoke Adelabu was an intellectual and his capacity was recognized by his opponents” and that … “if anybody died fighting for a cause, it was Adelabu. His death was not only a loss to NCNC, but to all politicians in the country. I am really sad about his death.”
His friend and leader, Dr. Nnamdi Azikiwe while expressing his regret on the painful exit of Penkelemensi, also said of him-
“A man of conviction and did not disguise his feelings on any particular issue” and that he was- “a man of amazing intelligence, ready wit and uncanning understanding of human nature.”
Chief Obafemi Awolowo, the then Premier of the Western Region, summed it up, when he said-
“Alhaji Adegoke Adelabu was, in his life time, and ever since he entered politics, a fighter first and last, with all the characteristics of a fighter. He was fearless, formidable, forthright, often caustic and uncompromising. In his death, the NCNC had lost a very able, indomitable and extremely resourceful leader and Nigeria, a most colourful, versatile and undoubted nationalist.”
The story of the passage of Adegoke Adelabu was equally strange and interesting. Unusually, he woke up his household at about 4:30am, had his morning prayers, had his shave, bath and toiletries, had his usual breakfast of Akamu (pap) and summoned his young children for a meeting.
As recalled by his first daughter- Adedoyin Jagun, who was about 8 years old then, her father, Adegoke Adelabu admonished them early in the morning-
“Elo mu ara yin se giri
Ori lomo ibi ti ese nre”
– “you should all work hard and be up and doing, it is only the head that knows where it is to go with the feet.”
At about 7:00 am, he entered a Peugeot 205 car that belonged to his white friend – a Syrian British national, who had come from Lagos to pick him on a business trip.
He called his aides- Adeleke and Ganiyu and he bid them goodbye. Adegoke Adelabu left no single penny in his bank account. The two houses he had at Oke Ado, he had sold and kept the money in the bank until later, when he withdrew the money gradually, to cater for the poor of Ibadan. He left his Oke-Oluokun residence as his only property. Adelabu also took loans from the bank to buy the Auxmobile car with Registration Number- IB-121, which he used as a private car.
Oba Lamidi Olayiwola Adeyemi III, being so enamoured with the life and times of Adegoke Adelabu, would easily, always, regale his audience, at any given opportunity, with memorized verses of Adegoke Adelabu’s memorable quotable quotes.
The glory of Adegoke Adelabu Penkelemensi, will continue to gather legendary coatings, as the years go by and as the story of his greatness passes from one generation to another.
Akande Iji Oloye Igbetti, may your soul continue to rest in peace.
Olusegun Awolowo-
He was the son of Chief Jeremiah Oyeniyi Obafemi Awolowo, the first Premier of the Western Region – 1954-1959. He was born on the 20th of January, 1939 and died on the 10th of July, 1963.
Segun attended Agbeni Methodist Primary school, Agbeni, Ibadan between 1943 and 1951
In 1952, he was admitted to the Igobi college, Lagos, where he came out in the Grade one division at the WASCE in 1957.
At the age of 18, Segun proceeded to the United Kingdom, where he studied Law at the Cambridge University, and like his father Obafemi, was called to the bar at the Inner Temple bar, in August 1962.
His classmates at the law school were- Ernest Shonekan, Rasheed Shitta-Bey, later, former member of the house of representatives, in the second Republic and owner of the Jabita hotel, Ikeja Lagos.
Ernest Shonekan, later became Nigeria’s Interim President (26th of August 1993 to 17th of November, 1993) Aderoju Aderemi, later judge of the high court of Oyo State and later Osun state, KunleOlasope and a host of others.
At the Agbeni Primary school, his classmates, friends and colleagues were his Bossom friend; Kunle Olasope, Adekunle Aromolaran, now Oba Adekunle Aromolaran- the Owa Obokun of Ijesha land.
After his call to the bar, and on his way to Lagos, he visited his friend, Abayomi Akintola, the son of Chief Ladoke Akintola, who was then also, studying in Dublin.
His life was full of promise – he walked into the Western Region crisis. He was intelligent, cool headed and a brilliant advocate.
Segun went into full blown law practice in Ibadan, and displayed the intellectual depth of his father – Obafemi Awolowo, who in the Memudu Lagunju case, was described by the presiding judge, as – “a terrible cross examiner” in 1946. He was Counsel for Adetoyese Laoye (who later became the Timi of Ede.) The Western Regional Crisis of 1962 had brought in Dr. Moses Majekodumi as the Sole Administrator of the Western Region. The Administrator set up the Coker Commission of Enquiry to look into the affairs of some statutory corporations in the Western Region. The commission was headed by Justice George Baptist Ayodele Coker. The commission was then known as the Coker Commission of Enquiry.
Awolowo was at this period, facing a treasonable felony charge and was detained at the Broad Street Prison in Lagos.
Obafemi Awolowo was one of the main targets of this commission of Enquiry.
Segun was one of his father’s counsels at the treasonable felony trial, as well as the Coker Commission for Enquiry. At his leisure, Segun enjoyed life to the brim and he usually enjoyed his evenings in the company of some of his friends – Tunji Fadairo, Kunle Olasope and others.
In this early age, even though not married, Segun already had two children- Funke, born in London, by Deola Fasanya and Segun that was born by Abba Koku, shortly after his death.
On the 9th of July 1963, Segun prepared for a trip, the following day to Lagos, to appear as one of his father’s counsels at the Coker Commission of Enquiry and was later to proceed to the Broad Street Prison after court session, to see his father.
The evening of July 9, saw him at the Osun marina restaurant, in the company of his friends, to enjoy their usual drinks, social dalliance and camaraderie. The Osun Marina restaurant, was then at the annex of Obisesan hall and was owned by Saliba-a Lebanese, with Eddie Okonta – as a resident artist/musician. Paradise Club, now Femi Johnson’s Broking House, was also one of their usual rendezvous. Roy Chicago was the resident musician.
Segun, usually called “quicky” and “lucky lucky” by his friends, did not give any premonition of their last supper.
On Wednesday, the 10th of July, 1963, which later turned out to be a harsh Wednesday, and coincidentally the 53rd birthday anniversary of Chief SLA Akintola, the then Premier of the Western Region, he left their Oke-Bola residence, for a fateful trip to Lagos and was driven by his younger sister’s driver – Ogunjinmi Odunlami, popularly known as “No paddy”.
He had bought his daily newspapers at the Foko junction in Oke-Ado, and looked forward to a safe trip to Lagos.
Unfortunately, some few kilometres outside Ibadan, precisely around Aba-Nla, there was a ghastly motor accident, that took his life. He was rushed to the Adeoyo hospital, but was brought in dead. He had a gash on his forehead.
The Adeoyo hospital founded in 1926 from where the University College Hospital, (UCH) took off in 1956 was one of Ibadan, perhaps, Nigeria’s best medical centers. Segun died at the age of about 25 years.
Awolowo heard this tragic news from his transistor radio at the Broad Street prison.
Abraham Adesanya went later to the Broad Street prison, to break the news of this irreparable loss.
Segun was buried in Ikenne the same day, and a memorial service was held for him at the Saint Saviour’s Anglican Church, Ikenne.
Every home in Nigeria, was deeply shocked at the untimely and tragic death of Olusegun, more particularly, considering the incarceration of chief Obafemi Awolowo in prison at this point in time. Dr. M.A Majekodumi, Federal Minister and former sole administrator of the Western region, in his sympathy message to Awolowo said –
“You have bore many trials in the past with Christian fortitude and I know that in this current trial, your faith will sustain you.”
Dr. Taslim Olawale Elias, then the Attorney General of the Federation and Minister for Justice, while consoling Chief Awolowo wrote –
“His untimely death is a serious blow to the Nigerian bar.” Segun would have been 80 years in January this year. May his soul continually find peaceful repose with the Lord.
Tunji Ogunkanmi -October 5 1960 to November 5 2000
He was the promoter and founder of Cornerstone Insurance Plc. He was born in the agrarian community of Ile-Ogbo, of Osun state and the supersonic speed of his accomplishments in the insurance industry, is a great study in resilience, hardwork and abundant God’s grace.
Tunji had his primary education at Ile-Ogbo and his secondary education at Iwo, where he came out with distinction (Grade one) in his West African School Certificate Examination in 1978 and also, in flying colours at the higher school certificate level, giving him an express admission into the university of Lagos, where he graduated with second class upper division in Insurance in 1984.
Within 3 years of his graduate studies, he obtained the Associateship of the Chartered Institute of Insurance, London and he was admitted a Fellow of the Chartered Insurance Institute in 1990, at the age of 30.
Shortly thereafter, in 1991, he founded Cornerstone Insurance at the age of 30 and became the company’s first CEO and the youngest CEO of any Insurance Company as at that time. Without a silver spoon, he dreamt big and the dreams came through.
He fought for the actualisation of his dreams and proved that a boy born and raised in Ile-Ogbo, Osun state and whose first and real experience of Lagos, was when he gained admission to the university of Lagos, to study Insurance, could actually make it big. At the time, some of his friends were looking for paid employment, he was already sitting atop an insurance company as CEO
Within a short span of sitting atop the leadership of the cornerstone Insurance company, he was described as-” a team builder and motivator per excellence, highly innovative, pragmatic and an embodiment of knowledge; no half measures.
Within this short span too, Cornerstone had moved to his own premises, a high rise building in Obalende, Lagos.
To his staff he had said –
“Everywhere I go, people bombard me with commendations about how cornerstone has changed the narrative of the insurance industry, forgetting that not I but all of you (staff) are responsible. You are the one doing the work, I only come around, play golf and make you laugh. I thank you guys for making all these happen.”
Within these periods, he was a member of the governing Council of the Nigerian Insurance Association (NIA), where he also made his indelible mark.
On the night of Saturday, the 5th of November 2000, Tunji went out to attend a friend’s birthday party and he was caught in an armed robbery attack on Falomo bridge, Lagos, that took away his life along with his friend – Deepak Mehta, the Indian Canadian Managing Director of the now defunct Equitorial Trust Bank.
His life was cut short barely a month to his 40th birthday.
Until his death, Tunji worked hard, dreamt big, was a friend to everyone around him, and was passionate about his home town- Ile-Ogbo. He took the name everywhere. Tunji led the company with his heart and also sat on the board of other great Nigerian businesses.
Tunji, may your soul rest in perfect peace.
In Yoruba pantheon, meteors are usually referred to as “Emere” and “Ogbanje” in Igboland. To these meteors, life is certainly not measured by its duration, but by its donations.
HON. (BARR.) FEMI KEHINDE
ATTORNEY AT LAW
AND FORMER MEMBER
OF THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES,
REPRESENTING AYEDIRE/IWO/OLA-OLUWA
FEDERAL CONSTITUENCY (1999-2003)
OF OSUN STATE.
By Tolulope A. Adegoke PhD
History is littered with the skeletons of great ideas that never saw the light of day. In boardrooms and basements across the world, concepts with the power to reshape industries lie dormant, suffocated not by a lack of merit, but by a lack of execution. We live in an era that venerates the “light bulb moment,” yet the painful truth, as articulated by venture capitalists and historians alike, is that ideas are a dime a dozen; it is execution that is richly rewarded . The journey from the spark of imagination to the tangible reality of a finished product, a profitable corporation, or a thriving nation is an alchemical process. It requires the transformation of abstract thought into concrete action—a discipline that separates the dreamer from the builder. This evolution of an idea into reality is not a mystical event but a replicable process, best understood through the distinct exemplars of visionary individuals, resilient corporations, and transformative nations.
The Individual: The “Thinker-Doer” Synthesis
The romantic notion of the genius lost in thought, sketching blueprints while others do the heavy lifting, is a seductive myth. The reality, as demonstrated by history’s most impactful figures, is that the major thinkers are almost always the doers. Steve Jobs, a figure synonymous with innovation, famously articulated this principle by invoking the ultimate Renaissance man, Leonardo da Vinci. Jobs argued that the greatest innovators are “both the thinker and doer in one person,” pointing out that da Vinci did not have a separate artisan mixing his paints or executing his canvases; he was the artist and the craftsman, immersing himself in the physicality of his work . For Jobs, this synthesis was the guiding doctrine of Apple. He understood that abstract ideation is sterile without the feedback loop of hands-on mastery. The refinement of the Mac’s typography, the feel of a perfectly weighted mouse, the intuitive interface of the iPhone—these were not born from pure theory but from an obsessive, tactile engagement with the building process. The “doer” digs into the hard intellectual problems precisely because they are engaged in the act of creation.
This principle is further illuminated by the career of Elon Musk. While often perceived as a master inventor, Musk’s greatest genius may lie in his ability to execute existing ideas at a scale and speed previously thought impossible. He was not a founder of Tesla on day one, but he stepped in to spearhead its execution, transforming an electric vehicle concept into a global automotive powerhouse. At SpaceX, he inherited the age-old idea of space travel but revolutionized its execution by challenging fundamental cost structures and vertically integrating manufacturing. Musk embodies the “thinker-doer” by immersing himself in the engineering details, sleeping on the factory floor, and distilling complex challenges down to their fundamental physics. Both Jobs and Musk validate the venture capital adage that investment is placed not in ideas, but in the people capable of navigating the treacherous path from Point B to Point Z—the messy, unglamorous grind where visions are either realized or abandoned.
“In the architecture of achievement, ideas are merely the blueprints; execution is the foundation, the steel, and the mortar. A blueprint without a builder is just a dream drawn on paper” – Tolulope A. Adegoke, PhD
The Corporation: Engineering the Culture of Execution
For corporations, the evolution of an idea into reality is not a one-time event but a cultural imperative. It demands a structure and a philosophy that bridges the notorious gap between strategy and outcome. Procter & Gamble (P&G), a consumer goods giant, provides a master-class in adapting its execution model to survive and thrive. Despite investing billions in internal research and development, P&G recognized that its traditional closed-door approach was failing to meet innovation targets. The company evolved its idea-generation process by embracing “Connect + Develop,” opening its innovation pipeline to external inventors, suppliers, and even competitors. This shift in mindset was merely the idea; the reality was the rigorous, internal execution that vetted, integrated, and scaled those external concepts—like the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser, which was discovered as a prototype in Japan and flawlessly executed by P&G’s operational machine. The company’s success hinges on what researchers call “imaginative integrity”—the ability to make an imagined future so tangible that the entire organization can build toward it.
Similarly, UPS stands as a testament to the power of “creative dissatisfaction.” For over a century, UPS has operated not on bursts of pure invention, but on the relentless engineering and re-engineering of its systems. Founder Jim Casey instilled a culture where the status quo was perpetually questioned—from testing monorail-based sort systems to optimizing delivery routes with algorithmic precision. The idea was not merely to deliver packages, but to create the pinnacle of logistical efficiency. The execution involved tens of thousands of employees “pulling together” to transform the organization repeatedly, embracing changes that ranged from entering the common carrier business in the 1950s to mastering e-commerce logistics in the 1990s. These companies succeed because they build what management experts call the “five bridges” to execution: the ability to manage change, a supportive structure, employee involvement, aligned leadership, and cross-company cooperation. At Costco, this is embodied by CEO James Sinegal, whose Spartan office and relentless focus on in-store details align leadership behavior with the company’s razor-thin margin strategy, proving that execution is modeled from the top down.
The Nation: The Political Economy of Progress
The evolution of ideas into reality scales beyond individuals and firms to the very level of nations. The economic trajectories of countries are determined by their ability to adapt foreign concepts and execute them within local contexts. The post-war rise of Japan is perhaps the most powerful example of this phenomenon. In the early 20th century, Japan was exposed to American ideas of scientific management, but the devastation of World War II left its industrial base in ruins. The idea that saved Japan was quality control, imported through lectures from American scholars W. Edwards Deming and Joseph Juran. The genius of Japan, however, was not in the adoption of the idea, but in its adaptation. Private organizations like the Union of Japanese Scientists and Engineers (JUSE) took the lead, transforming foreign theories into the uniquely Japanese practice of Total Quality Management (TQM) and the grassroots phenomenon of Quality Control circles. This was not government-mandated execution; it was a national movement of “thinker-doers” on the factory floor, relentlessly refining processes. The evolution of this idea rebuilt a nation, turning “Made in Japan” from a byword for cheap goods into a global standard for reliability.
In contrast, Singapore represents a different model of national execution: the state as a strategic architect. Upon independence, Singapore possessed few natural resources and a uncertain future. The government, however, possessed a clear-eyed vision of industrial development. It actively sought external assistance from the United Nations and Japan, but crucially, the Singaporean authorities acted as the “agent of adaptation” . They did not passively accept advice; they made decisive judgments about what was relevant to their unique circumstances and demanded specific adaptations. This disciplined, top-down execution of economic strategy—from building world-class infrastructure to enforcing rigorous education standards—evolved the idea of a “sovereign nation” into the reality of a first-world entrepôt. The contrast with nations like Tunisia, where external donors took the lead due to a lack of domestic policy clarity, highlights a fundamental truth: ideas flow freely across borders, but the ability to execute them is a domestic condition, cultivated through leadership and institutional will.
Conclusion: The Integrity of the Build
Ultimately, the evolution of an idea into reality demands what can be termed “imaginative integrity”—the unwavering commitment to binding the vision to the execution. It is a concept that applies equally to the Renaissance painter mixing his own pigments, the CEO sleeping on the factory floor, and the nation-state meticulously adapting foreign technology. The world is full of “crude ideas” that lack the refinement of execution; even a brilliantly designed structure like MIT’s Stata Center can falter if the craftsmanship of its realization is flawed.
The journey from “A to Z” is long, and the gap between strategy and outcome is the graveyard of potential. To traverse it, one must recognize that thinking and doing are not sequential acts but concurrent disciplines. The doers are the major thinkers, for they are the ones who test hypotheses against reality, who adapt to feedback, and who possess the grit to push through the inevitable obstacles. Whether it is a nation reshaping its economy, a corporation reinventing its logistics, or an individual defying the limits of technology, the lesson remains constant: the future belongs not just to those who can dream it, but to those who can build it.
Vision sees the path; execution walks it, blisters and all. The distance between a dream and a legacy is measured only by the courage to begin the work.
History does not remember the whisper of a thought, but the echo of its impact. To think is human, but to execute is to leave a mark on time.
Dr. Tolulope A. Adegoke, AMBP-UN is a globally recognized scholar-practitioner and thought leader at the nexus of security, governance, and strategic leadership. His mission is dedicated to advancing ethical governance, strategic human capital development, and resilient nation-building, and global peace. He can be reached via: tolulopeadegoke01@gmail.com, globalstageimpacts@gmail.com
By Henry Ukazu
Dear Destiny Friends,
A credible relationship is a valuable currency. A great relationship is priceless. The relationship is even more monumental, when it is contracted with persons much better in status, intelligence, reach and spread, and capabilities than one. Several people come into an individual’s life for several reasons; some are parasitic, while a great many others are symbiotic. However, many people still do not understand the value of having a valuable relationship, in other words, a relationship with someone better than ‘you’.
To succeed in the journey of life, one needs to understand who they are, and know what they want. It’s one thing to know who you are, and another thing to know what you want. Some people know who they are yet unable to decipher what they actually want, while some others know what they want, but lack the ability to know who they are. Let me explain.
If you know who you are, it will be easier to see what you want from someone. For instance, the first thing a single man/lady, who is interested in marriage should figure out is who they are (their temperament, strength, weakness, personality, values, and interest). The ability to know these fundamental information will help to figure out who will complement them.
In another scenario, some people know what they want, but don’t really know who they are. This is why I strongly advocate self-discovery training for anyone interested in starting a business or having a life partner.
I can’t underemphasize the importance of associating with people better than you. On a personal note, my most defining moment in the journey of life and business is relationship. Not only is this relationship defining and resourceful, it is valuable and priceless because I relate closely with people better and more resourceful than me.
A wise man once stated that ‘if I have attained success, it is because I stood on the shoulders of giants’. According to the sage, great men have great habits, they carefully select their partners, a step into their life will make a difference in your own life, absorb their books, listen to their tapes and you will be great like them. As a cultured Nigerian man, we have a saying that ‘when a child washes his hands, he will dine with elders’.
One might be wondering the reasoning behind all these parables. Well, the answer is not far-fetched; it’s all about associating with people better than you, and this is all about relationships. If you don’t have a great relationship with people, it will be hard for them to relate closely with you. Relationship is a skill that needs to be nurtured.
One of the secrets of the little success and impact I have made is the people in my life. I have great and resourceful mentors, who have really made great impacts in life. Based on my personal experience with them, they have introduced me to great minds and have given me access and opportunities money and hard work can’t buy. There are heights I know I may never have attain if not because of God and human relationship.
Did you know that just like mercy works with grace, favor works with relationships. Did you know that just like where your prayers cannot reach, your sacrifice can get you there. In the same vein, where your education can’t get you, your relationship will get you there.
It’s unfortunate that many people don’t know the importance of associating with people better than them. You might be brilliant, sophisticated, confident, and maybe even successful, but I can guarantee you that there’s something you will need because nobody knows or has it all. The truth of the matter is that you can’t be shorter and taller than everyone at the same time. So, no matter how brilliant, sophisticated, confident or even successful one may appear to be, there are people who are more brilliant, more sophisticated, more confident and even more successful than yhem, so be humble just as your heavenly father is humble.
In another way, even when people may not be as smart and confident as you are, the irony of life is that someone somewhere is wishing they were half blessed are you are. Do you see the irony of life? Regardless of where you may belong between these two extremes, resolve today to start associating with those who are better than you. If, for instance, you are afflicted with self-doubt, avoid Brother Thomas, instead visit and cultivate Father Abraham, the grand patriarch of the faith family. If you are a stingy person, begin to associate with a generous mind.
Association in life really matters if they are healthy and valuable, but when it begins to affect your mental health, please avoid it because it is what you feed your mind on that it will digest and send to the universe.
In conclusion, be intentional in cultivating healthy relationships because a large chunk of what happens in your life will be shaped by the people you allowed into it.
Henry Ukazu writes from New York. He works with the New York City Department of Correction as the Legal Coordinator. He’s the founder of Gloemi. He’s a Transformative Human Capacity and Mindset coach. He is also a public speaker, youth advocate, creative writer and author of Design Your Destiny Design and Unleash Your Destiny . He can be reached via info@gloemi.com
By Henry Ukazu
Dear Destiny Friends,
Did you know confidence is a currency? Confidence is not about one’s strength, but about one’s ability, capacity, capability and competence. When someone is confident, it can be felt. One doesn’t have to say much because their work will speak for them.
Confidence works in all fields of life. A man who wants to talk to a lady must have a level of confidence; a prospective employee must have confidence to pass his examination, and a public speaker must have a decent amount of confidence to speak.
In the legal world, a Latin maxim suggests, “Res Ipsa Loquitur,” meaning that the fact speaks for itself. For the sake of clarity, the maxim means that one doesn’t have to provide much explanation to prove a point in the court of law. For instance, white is white and black is black. So, when one is confident about their work, they don’t need to speak too much about because the work will speak for itself.
To further understand how confidence works, consider Walter Payton’s exposition on knowing the difference between Good and Great; “when you are good at something, you tell everyone, when you’re great at something, they’ll tell you. Isn’t it true that noise is loud while creation is silent? Sometimes, I do wonder why people have the urge to boast about their achievements as opposed to allowing other people to sing their praises. Please, don’t misunderstand me, it’s good to speak about oneself in addition to having high self-esteem; however, the balance is having moderation.
Confidence always stays in the family of humility; they are opposed to pride and arrogance, and those who always feel entitled and sarcastic. Most great leaders who know their worth are humble and charitable in their relationship with those who are inferior, as against arrogant leaders.
Confidence works in different ways.
Whether you are preparing for an examination, a career promotion, soccer, or an athletic competition, you need confidence, because that’s what will set you apart from your contemporaries. That’s why it’s always and generally good to prepare before you begin any major task; failure to do this can lead to disaster because failing to prepare is preparing to fail.
Imagine being called upon to speak or lead an organization; if you don’t do your homework diligently, you are setting yourself up for failure. Contrast the case to a scenario where you could meet President Trump, Elon Musk, or even your idol who has inspired you to become great, and you came prepared with your questions.
Trust me, at the end of the time, if my thinking is right, you might not remain the same again because a lot of mental transformation may have taken place. As a matter of fact, lots of opportunities might open for you to explore simply because you made yourself available and have the confidence to speak up.
Inasmuch as it is generally good for one to prepare, in some cases, one just has to swim inside the oceans because there’s little or no time for preparation. This is an exception to the general rule of life which advocates preparation. I can relate to this rule because I was a victim.
I can vividly remember when I arrived the United States of America and joined the Nigerian Lawyers Association as a graduate student. During the election, I picked up the form for Public Relations Officer; no one contested for the position, so I won unopposed. The interesting thing about this position was that I wasn’t prepared to assume the position; I felt it was like one of those organizations I could handle like I did while in Nigeria. However, one thing is certain: I had subtle confidence in my ability even though I knew the journey would be challenging. The result and experience were totally different.
Confidence doesn’t come easily; it has to be nurtured with preparation, just like gold has to go through fire in the furnace to become refined.
In conclusion, I would like to ask you, what gives you strength, what makes you happy, and what do you do with relative ease? When you figure it out, please focus on it and build it. By the time you are done, you will be amazed at what you have accomplished by applying confidence to your personality.
In conclusion, as your journey in life, please note that foundations are critical in life. They can either mar or make you. So, please pay attention to the foundation you are laying down because at the end of the day, the way you make your bed is the way you will lie on it.
