Only a few days before protests began, the Nigerian dream for what it has been for the longest time was to make just enough to build a life outside the country or JAPA as we like to call it.
I can’t speak for everyone, but from what I saw on and off grounds of protests, the Nigerian dream appears to be changing before our very eyes. Now more than ever we are fighting for the country we want.
On Twitter alone, people with different ideologies, political views and socioeconomic standings coming together for the common goal to end SARS gives a rush that makes you want to jump into the afterlife slap the likes of Lugard and his other colonial entities that taught this dreadful generation of leaders the rule of divide and conquer.
Meanwhile, at protests, the number of protesters keep growing every day despite the killings and brutal attacks carried out by armed officials.
I guess that’s what happens when a country runs on a system that kills you before anything else.
What is it the Iron Islanders say in Game Of Thrones…
What is dead may never die, right?
Last night we secured a win with Jack endorsing the movement, donating BTC and verifying notable people on his app. In a matter of minutes, The Feminist Coalition an organization created for the sake of accountability received an influx of Bitcoin donations that crashed their website.
As if that was not enough, we were woken up with links to the names, bank details and address of rogue SARS officers, a gift from anonymous hacktivist group.
Swole, is what the TL has been for the lack of a better word.
In just a few days we’ve risen our voices together, mourned our departed together, and laughed together, all of these feelings simultaneously happening at once.
Makes you wonder perhaps this is what National pride feels like, a jumbled up feeling of everything from happiness to sadness, all emotions felt excluding hopelessness.
We’ve tasted what it feels like to be a nation united with one voice, and it’s intoxicating.
So Sanwo Olu’s sugar daddy and his coconspirators may hire all the thugs in Lagos to confuse and intimidate the movement, but wahala for them because we’ve only begun.
If they haven’t been paying attention, our revolution is being televised and I look forward to seeing everyone and every tweet in History books and Texts to come.
I already have an idea of what I’ll be calling mine,
“ The Generation that fucked a Nation”, what about you?