WHY I LEFT ABOYADE HOUSE: A DIVINE TIMÈ TO BURY THE LIES THAT HAVE LIVED LONG ENOUGH

MAMA@66: PRESENTING THE 'BOOK OF REVELATION' ABOUT ALIMOSHO PROGRESSIVES' POLITICAL HISTORY TO PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE

By Razaq Adedeji Jimoh

SEPTEMBER 29 has become my yearly day of joy since I found the will and means to celebrate, in my preferred classy and intellectual dimension, the birthday of my admirable Queen and Apex Leader of the largest electoral community asset of the Lagos Progressives Clan, Her Excellency, Princess (Dr.) Adejoke Orelope Adefulire (OFR) -- an epitome of mathematical subject of 'Variations' a growing beauty in square of direct proportion to increasing age. Esthetician pundits would describe her today in code of 66-4-40. But let no looker man of the 40 class commit trespass, for Angel Adefulire is actively on guard 24/7. Thus On Crest of my turn of joy for the 2025 edition, this is wishing you Happy Birthday, Mama Alimosho! Korogba lenu eni to ba se 'Ah' because I confess to her established and undisputable status: "Mama Alimosho!"

For the knowledge of public at this junction, it should be known that it takes a deep inspiration and affection for a writer to dwell into a subject of interest in mission to create a Literature or History about it. This should suffice for everyone to know the height of esteem I hold the woman politician by the gift of an 'Elixir of Immortality' with a book of 'Political History of Alimosho'.

This should presuppose that my cause to address issues of the system that created her heroic relevance for the right cause should not be mixed up with my personal affection for her person. It is the same way every of my piece about Bisi Yusu has always been issue-based on thrust of facts at my disposal. Of course, my love for her had been proven for long a time with damning backlash I would later get from unexpected quarters for it. For the most significant of all: it was to be my undoing for Arole to evoke his reptalian intrigues that eventually made me to leave Aboyade's House on December 22, 2023 at my personal volition, discretion and will of interest.

In leu of this fact, lies were rather peddled far and wide by the House, ostensibly championed by Arole and Apon that I was sacked or sent away from the House for abusing privileged information from the House. As they implicitly told who ever cared to inquire, they alleged that I was using information gathered from the House for my media publications. Nothing could be farther from truth than this. The fact remains that I left the House when I discovered that "Oga" had been overwhelmed ravenously by the green venom of Arole and the ravaging guard of his wolf in Apon. The case of Arole was especially acknowledged to all members as the Green Snake in the House. But my final exit was not to be until I caught Oga in handshake with Her Excellency through the head of Arole in his transfiguration form. This book reveals the details, but the review here shall give a taste of the pod with how all could have started.

In almost all cases, History is about human affairs projecting heroic endeavours for posterity. Therefore, it goes that there are two components in the making of a History: the doers of the events and writers of the events. But if we must go by the creed of Brian Browne, the American versatile writer and Bola Tinubu's co-author of the book -- Financialism, it should be easily conclusive that the writers of history hold the fundamental ace to its existence. As Browne put it: "History is not what happened. History is what is written".

Also once in his "Big Talk Show", a television programme featuring Wole Soyinka, Sam Omatseye also postulated that "a hero does not think himself a hero doing the heroics". By this submission, it should be rightly conclusive that his intended inference is that it is the History that bestows the honour of heroism on man. In doing so, however, History is not expected to ride on the wheel of polished hagiography to bring forth its idol. The honour must be earned by course of facts -- the truth about events of the History. Thus in the universal belief: the truth about book is that book is about truth for the cognition of universal truth -- historical or contemporary -- in man. The verity of this should be well founded in the Western cliche that "If you want to hide truth from the Africans, put it in a book".

The inspiration to write the book -- Once a Giirl-child -- came to me a couple of years back. about a year after I entered Aboyade House. I joined the White House about the month of May 2022. That was about a month after the Principal, Chief Sunday Babatunde Aboyade, was formally inaugurated as the State Vice-chairman, All Progressives Congress (APC), Lagos West Senatorial District. In reality, it was to be a new hegemony base evolving at the time. I entered the 'Writers Home' for the book in October 2023 (the improvised one used will be unveiled in another narration about the book's ancillary project -- JOFIEC). I had the first published copy about December, 2024. But never had I met the fulfillment of the value cause of my September 29 joy at full potential until this one of past two days of the year 2025. This is because of the diviness of the date to come at curious coincidence with the leadership kerfuffle and the beguiling peace and order in Alimosho despite the seemingly settled dust with the past local government elections. Thus, as that gospel muscian waxes it in lyric: "Aye ope yo" -- the basis for gratitude exists despite the about 2years of my living with the trauma of that lies. To confess it here, I have to live with it in silent agony, waiting for the ideal time to set the record straight.

I entered Aboyade House with a skill for value addition to the new order. Aboyade actually invited me into the House after a brief serial exhibition of my skill in his defence against serial attacks from his erstwhile camp -- called "Oranmiyan Dynasty" in the book. I put up this without our previous acquaintances. "he ensuing barrage of slanders and smearing campaigns against Aboyade were to be the stimuli I would respond to in the direction that landed me in thoughtful new power base of Alimosho the Aboyadr's residence in Isheri Olofin had become. It is called 'White House'", page 213 of the book reads.

It reads further in excerpt of my beginning in the House: "Enilolobo's success at the 2021 local government elections with a sweeping retention of power across could have emboldened his resolute turn to deal with Aboyade in what was to be a purported script to snatch back the State Vice-chairman given to him before the inauguration date. Of course, attempts were reported to have been made but only in futility. It was already a decision of the GAC ratified by Asiwaju in person.

"Suspicions were now rife that Aboyade's humiliation on the inauguration day was a new plot. The dynasty would not be ready to support him in CKD -- Cash, Kind and Crowd -- required to make the hallmark of Aboyade's grassroots appeal and relevance back home. It was to be the gap Joke Orelope would strategically galvanize her cells of group to fill. 'I will never forget Joke Orelope for this", Aboyade would later confess this to me" in verbatim I here QUOTE. This confession was to be my guiding light as the supposed 'Creed' of he House through my stay. I should also now confess that Aboyade stayed true to this manifestly as I read him -- possibly, falsely though. It was only unfortunate that I would find myself in battle with his two dangerous pets over the cause to make him keep faith with this creed.

"I entered the House to discover that Oga had two dangerous pets -- a wolf and a green snake -- in identity of Apon and Arole respectively. The first anomaly I would find in the House was that Oga did not appear to discard chicanery in making a choice of his administrative aide Apon had become. In political maturity, Apon was grossly unfit for this as to be the preferred choice over singapore It was not long Oga would realise this, but it was too late. It was on the crest of that regret that he explained how he came about that choice. The maturity with which Singapore carried the the feel of that power ambience was far at variance with how his two colleagues did...

"Whatever could be best in Singapore for advisory value addition to Oga had been robbed off by the domineering influence of this anomaly, especially with the political immaturity of Apon and Arole. It could not have been so, but for the latter two now being Oga's foremost preferences to give listening ears. At a time, it even became a cause for Singapore to strive for survival in the House when the Oga's pets set on war path with him. It could not be difficult for me to read Oga's side of tilting preference in his now regular snide remarks against Singapore.

"In depth of that, Oye, who would later become Oga's fourth official aide, was now at ease to hold Singapore in disdain. Bamigbe, a land speculator close to the heart of Oga,was now to find mockery of Singapore so enthralling that his subtle uncomplimentary words to him became his daily pass time. The only feeble reaction Singapore could give to this was a vow to boycott his black bottle brand ever to be sourced for the House's faaji -- entertainment -- by Bamgbe.

"On occasions, I've had to put intervention checks to this deriding from all fronts -- even where it so demanded -- caution Oga to Oga with necessary tact of communication. Thus at a point, Singapore would have to abstain from the House for a while in spite of his high tolerance capacity to all shades of character. To my full knowledge, Arole initiated his mockery for whatever reason he could have for it...

"Coerced by all this, Singapore now lacked the voice he could worth to offer Oga in wisdom of personal views. Therefore, he would have to push himself to blend with the chicanery of his peer aides for survival. The ultimate end of this, as I would discover, was a White House divided against itself in souls. It became a divided House in misalignment of the three aides' political interest with the creed of their Principal. As I said earlier, while Oga held a supposed creed that the House belonged to Joke Orelope, his aides were scheming for a new rival leadership structure to emerge against this. It was to become a new cause of battle I would have to face with a crop of familiar strangers in bewildering garb of Joke Orelope's friends but likely foes in a rather strange but familiar terrain. The ensuing combat was not to be long in coming".

This excerpt from the book should suffice enough in laying the foundation for the said battle that informed my departure from the House. But how did Arole initiate the scheme out of his personal hatred for Joke Orelope? Even for want of justice to address his right to this hatered, how and on what basis did his hatred for Joke Orelope start? And how did he succeed in grabbing the soul of Aboyade all to his whims and caprices through his duality of animal form? These are the questions addressed by this book -- Once a Girl-child set to go into ccirculation in November, 2025. But the review continues. As Kwam1 would love to say: "To ba ti si e gba p'oti si finally.