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Tragic sequence continues to play out in Kwara State. Unrestrained. Unchecked. And the rulers are the horrible masterminds. Churning out sickening narratives uncontrollably.
They are caught pants down. Trapped in their own complex narratives of falsehoods and falsities. Ostensibly perplexed. Wrapped in inexplicable crossroads. And entangled in knotty intricacies.
Such is the fate they impose on Kwara State. And its faith is under intense pressure. It’s its season of wild, weird narratives. These cruel times are happening to us in a speed of light. Waiting for nobody. Not even us.
The trajectory in recent past is tragic. Kwara is sliding down abysmally. Into the unknown. Slipping away, striving to assume the epicentre of bloodbath.
It’s an old, odd script of their repulsive Fulanisation agenda. It’s never Islamisation. Far, far from it. Fulani met Islam here. Particularly in Ilorin. They weren’t the ones who brought the Quran.
Islam was being preached. Quran was being read. Long before Alimi landed with his pretentious but ravaging jihadists. They were deadly, crude in every department of life. Theirs was a latter-day gospel. Islam was neither new. Nor strange to Alimi’s innocent hosts. But not Alimi’s own brand. It was stranger than fiction.
How do I know this? The late Dr. Olusola Abubakar Saraki let it out to his guests. A select group of journalists. At his Abuja home in 2009. I was there. I made the three-man team.
Saraki’s account was reported in Daily Sun, Monday, August 17, 2009:
“My mother is from Iseyin in Oyo State, while my father is from Ilorin in Kwara State. My great-great grandfather originated from Mali and I am talking about some 150 to 200 years ago. And they are Fulani and that is where we got our Fulani connection from.
“My great grandfather settled in Ilorin preaching the religion of Islam. A section of Ilorin came from Gwandu and they were religious. But my people came there as practising Muslims from Mali with their own Quran.
“In fact, the Emir and I used to joke that we had our own Quran and that nobody gave us Quran. My great-grandfather brought our own Quran to Ilorin from Mali to Agbaji where we settled. The Agbaji quarters is about 200 to 300 years old.
“Some people even say I am from Ogun State. Some even say I am from Togo but I know where I am from. Even, not long ago, I had a letter inviting me to join in the formation of a Mali-Fulani organisation and that I should be its chairman.”
Saraki’s Mali origin account remains shrouded in high-level controversy. It’s heavily soaked in deep dispute till today. Years after his departure. The contention festers on. Just as long as heaven and earth exist.
That notwithstanding. The Yoruba (Afonjas) still showered their cherished hospitality on the feigned Fulani Islamic scholars. And they did with their pure, open hearts. Full-blown. They withdrew nothing. They hid nothing from their supposed guests.
And had no reason for suspicion. They thought Alimi would not go out of the limits of a good guest. They goofed! It was a lifetime error. The uproar of today is the everlasting consequence of that eternal blunder.
From the start-up. Sure, Alimi was internally mischievous. And he couldn’t wait to showcase it. The result is absurdity and bloodshed. That’s what we have on our fragile hands right now.
It started as a horror movie of which it was anyway. Dateline: November 18, 2025. Entered terrorists. Besieged Christ Apostolic Church (CAC), Eruku, Ekiti Local Government, Kwara State.
Casualties were largely humans. Three instantly shot dead. Pastor, his deputy and 36 other worshippers marched into their dens. Far down the unending thick forest.
Just when hope of rescue was becoming fainter. A renewal came from the blues. President Bola Tinubu jumped to the forefront. He beat his chest many times over. He impressed it on us. That he did facilitate the release of the 38 abductees.
Inspector General of Police (IGP), Kayode Egbetokun, attempted to explain away the ridiculous: “We didn’t arrest the bandits because they came out voluntarily for the peace talk.” Imagine the unimaginable!
That’s the way our security architecture is awkwardly wired. And so, operates accordingly. The reason we are sinking that dastard manner. We are dishonourable and dishonest even unto ourselves.
Then more cheerful news stumbled into our space. It was a moment of relief. That the game was up for the evil men of Eruku atrocity. The dragnet of security has encompassed them.
Soldiers were drafted in. And it wonderfully paid off. They caught up with some of the terrorists. The criminals would not cave in easily. Some others were pursued.
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All the same, they succumbed to superior power in far-away Edo State. The bandits Egbetokun and his men and officers couldn’t dare to dare: “Because they came out voluntarily for the peace talk.”
Eerie, bizarre tales began to fly around. They were like moonlight era of old. Even “Alice in the Wonderland” could not match these recitals. They were sordid and unpleasant accounts. Fairy stories, myths, fantasies and mere fables.
But they were true. The arrested terrorists opened up under investigation. The video clip went viral. They spilled the beans profusely. They refused to be shut down until they were satisfied, done.
They confessed in an uncoordinated Pidgin English: “We have been here (Kwara) for quite a while. We are using the vehicle for patrol. Wallahi, na the truth I dey tell you.
“Ilorin (state) government na him give us this motor and the weapons. They were the ones that gave us the rifles.”
That’s the tragedy confronting Kwara State. And our leaders are seemingly stoking the fire. Instead of quenching it. They’re enjoying the music when it lasts.
They left all these life-threatening challenges literally open-headed. Carelessly unattended to. And recklessly abandoned. And opted for the the moribund.
See what rulers are giving energy to in Kwara State: Rabid and rapid Fulanisation. And they are rigidly fanatical about it. They are touching every aspect of our existence.
They are pushing the ungodly, the sinful and the morally wrong. They are desperate for the absurd. Renaming University of Ilorin (UNILORIN) after their Fulani Sheik Alimi is one such absurdity. It is the height of Fulanisation.
A huge spanner should be violently thrown into their works. Right away. That should not fly; it should not even take off. It ought to be shot down instantly.
The Kwara South Consultative Forum (KWSCF) will not stop shouting. It put up stout resistance. Its Secretary General, Adebayo Simon Daramola, was up in arms: “The push is a highly provocative suggestion, which is indifferent to the diversity and divergent history of other ethnic groups in the state.”
Gross display of inherent sensitivity: “The entire state of Kwara is the catchment area of the UNILORIN. We are just not homogeneous enough in Kwara State for that idea to ever be muted.” That is the truth.
A monumental damage has become a done deal. Signed and delivered! An injury inflicted on us. They have Fulanised the Government House. Without any known consultations. They turned the house over strictly to themselves: Ahmadu Bello House! It aligns with their hidden agenda.
It’s appalling. And KWCSF responded appropriately: “If at all the Government House would be named after anybody after due consultations, it should have been named after the pioneer Military Governor, Brigadier General David Lasisi Bamigboye (retd), as David Lasisi Bamigboye House.”
These are the oddities trending in Kwara State. The wild, weird narratives are choking. And our breath is being suffocated. We want to be allowed to breathe our breath unhindered. The way we desire.
But they won’t let us be. The reason they are unleashing Fulani terrorists on us. Particularly, in Kwara South. This area is predominantly dominated by the resilient Igbomina of Yoruba extraction. We have never believed in that deceit tagged “one North.” We’ve never been pretentious about it either.
The Office of the National Security Adviser (ONSA), is suspect. It is executing that devilish Fulanisation agenda. And to the letters. It’s arming and equipping Miyetti Allah against us. To ensure wholesome implementation.
Sadly enough. The President keeps unwise mute. We interpret that perfectly well. A tacit support to Fulanise Igbomina. That won’t work.
Remember that dubious Fulanisation agenda? It was freely willed to Sir Ahmadu Bello and his ilk. By the British mischievous colonialists. Professor Banji Akintoye aptly labelled it, “The 1946 British that Shaped the Future of Nigeria.”
On August 21, 2025, this column wrote about the unholy, pernicious policy: “The dastardly project was to eternally lord the tiny Fulani tribe over the rest of us. Even the Fulani-enslaved Hausa were exclusively excluded.
“The rest of us were to be added to Hausa as endangered species. To be subjugated, suppressed. Explored and exploited. The colonialists vowed to make this happen to us. Under their long noses and keen watch, they swore.”
That evil document is now at its full force implementation. Pity, Kwara State is its unwilling theatre. What manner of luck!
This is our season of wild, weird narratives.
