God punish President Bola Ahmed Tinubu.
Walahi talahi!
May the Most Beneficent and the Most Merciful withhold mercy from him for this act of national wickedness he has committed against us—the honest traffickers, the humble cartel operators, and the peace-loving barons who simply want to earn a living poisoning the children of Nigeria.
Yes, judge me later.
But first—hear my lamentation.
Hear my tragedy.
Hear this calamity that has befallen our beloved “industry.”
The President has done the unthinkable:
He has reappointed General Mohammed Buba Marwa as Chairman of the NDLEA.
And for this alone, divine punishment is even too small.
Before you accuse me of blasphemy—or call me a “madman from Usi Ekiti” or one ingrate journalist-turned-lawyer—let me confess openly:
Marwa was once my benefactor.
When I served as Chairman of the Nigerian Union of Journalists (NUJ), Oyo State chapter, I personally appointed him as one of our Patrons.
He visited our Iyaganku GRA Secretariat.
He supported us.
He donated generously.
He treated us with dignity and respect.
He even gave me free access to Albarkar Airline.
Anywhere I wanted to go in Nigeria—free of charge.
God punish whatever demons or economic saboteurs grounded that glorious airline!
But as a wise man once said, sentiments do not build nations, and emotions do not shape destiny.
And so, despite all the goodness Marwa showed me personally, I must speak the truth on behalf of our noble association—
The Association of Frustrated Drug Lords, Dealers, Pushers and Barons (AFDLDPB).
Because, honestly, Tinubu has ruined us.
From the moment Marwa touched the NDLEA, our business collapsed.
He didn’t “fight drugs.”
He fought US.
Before he came, we were flourishing like palm trees planted by rivers of cocaine.
Customs were sleeping.
Immigration was laughing.
NDLEA was yawning.
Our bags were moving.
Parcels were flying.
Containers were landing.
Life was sweet.
Then this man arrived—
this anti-baron angel,
this drug-hating general,
this destroyer of empires,
this demolisher of cartels.
He seized our cocaine worth ₦276 billion in Ikorodu.
Do you know how many families that money would have fed?
(Drug families! Drug children! Drug communities!)
He arrested the Venezuelans, Brazilians, Jamaicans—our carefully groomed “international investors.”
All gone.
He blocked our routes.
Destroyed our cannabis farms.
Dismantled our meth labs.
Ruined our warehouses.
Chased us from airports and seaports.
Some of us now have hypertension.
Some have relocated to Ghana.
Some fled to Benin Republic.
Some, in shame, now sell sachet water.
And now—
President Tinubu has reappointed him.
This is wickedness of the highest order.
Marwa’s WADA campaign?
It is our death sentence.
He has rehabilitated nearly 30,000 drug users.
Do you know what that means?
Thirty thousand loyal customers—gone.
Converted into responsible, functioning Nigerians.
Who authorized that kind of economic sabotage?
Over 9,200 convictions—why?
Does he not know most of them are breadwinners?
Criminal breadwinners—yes!
But breadwinners nonetheless!
Marwa is not fighting drugs—
he is fighting our entire economic ecosystem.
And now, Tinubu has empowered him again.
For what?
To finish us permanently?
Nigeria will be safer, drug-free, more responsible… yes.
But what about us—
the noble men who built this underground empire with sweat, tears, and imported cocaine?
Mr. President, this is cruelty.
As Oscar Wilde said,
“No good deed goes unpunished.”
Your good deed to Nigeria is punishment to us.
And God will reward you with more punishment for punishing us with Marwa.
Our doom has arrived.
Our industry is dead.
Our extinction is scheduled.
General Marwa has returned.
And our business has ended.
God punish President Tinubu for bringing back our national nemesis.
Walahi talahi—this move will extirpate us completely.
Say “Amen.”