In the grand chessboard of Nigerian politics, noise is often mistaken for power and silence for weakness. But if President Bola Ahmed Tinubu and the ruling All Progressives Congress (APC) are paying attention, they would realise that the opposition—though disjointed on the surface—is quietly assembling a storm. A dangerous one. One that may sweep him and his cabal into the gutters of history.
From the rise of the Social Democratic Party (SDP) a few months ago, to the sudden buzz around the African Democratic Congress (ADC), and now the freshly registered African Democratic Alliance (ADA)—there is a deliberate pattern emerging. While APC media vultures beat their chests in self-declared triumph, the opposition is carefully repositioning. These are not random political spasms; they are calculated diversions, strategic moves in a long game. The ruling party is being drawn into a war of confusion, and instead of preparing, they are dancing to the drums beaten by court jesters who call themselves “special advisers.”
President Tinubu is surrounded by praise singers who have weaponized sycophancy into national policy. These men—yes-men in flowing agbadas—are not telling the president the truth. They are shielding him from reality, feeding him cooked data, fake applause, and delusions of national satisfaction. They attend economic retreats in Dubai, publish hollow communiqués, and return to Nigeria only to insult the intelligence of the masses with phrases like “subsidy is a scam,” while the real scam is sitting right in front of them: a government drunk on its own propaganda.
What they won’t tell Tinubu is this: the people are boiling. They are not shouting, but they are seething. Nigerians may not be protesting on the streets yet, but their silence is not peace—it is pressure. It is fire wrapped in patience. It is the very same quiet that preceded the 2015 tsunami that swept Jonathan out of office. Then too, the signs were there, but the palace choristers were too busy singing about transformation agendas to notice the country slipping away.
Now, once again, history is whispering its warning. But Tinubu’s handlers are too busy commissioning roundabouts, promoting recycled ministers, and throwing parties in the middle of a hunger crisis. While the APC pours billions into PR campaigns and sponsored townhalls, the opposition is doing the real work: building coalitions, listening to grievances, and preparing for war. Not a war of bullets—but of ballots, unity, and resistance.
And the real insult? These praise singers actually believe the Nigerian people can be permanently fooled. That hunger will silence them. That youth frustration can be danced away with TikTok influencers and bus-stop giveaways. But Nigerians are not as docile as the ruling elite assumes. They are merely watching. Plotting. Calculating. And when they strike, it will be total.
Let us be clear: Tinubu can be removed. This is no fantasy. No man, no matter how cunning, can outmaneuver a nation forever. The same political machinery that brought him to power can be turned against him. If the youth who flooded polling units in 2023 realign, if the angry traders, overtaxed civil servants, unemployed graduates, and betrayed voters find common ground, 2027 will not be an election—it will be a reckoning.
The time has come for Nigerians to understand that the Tinubu presidency is not a divine sentence. It is a political reality that can be rewritten. His so-called technocrats have failed. His appointees, many of them appointment rustlers, are there for their stomachs—not for the nation. They use big grammar to explain away poverty and manipulate statistics while inflation devours the average man’s daily bread. The only thing they are good at is telling Tinubu what he wants to hear—“All is well, sir.” Yet, nothing is well.
While Tinubu and his men play politics, hunger plays harder. While they hold committee meetings on how to investigate a committee on hardship, the streets are getting hotter. And as they waste energy trying to “stipple” the opposition, they forget that a people driven to the wall do not care for grammar—they care for change.
The opposition is not scattered. It is evolving. And if APC keeps underestimating this quiet movement of rage and unity, they will not know what hit them. The storm is gathering. And it doesn’t need a formal name or a national chairman to start. It only needs one trigger, one viral moment, one united push—and Tinubu’s political empire, built on borrowed time and arrogant miscalculations, will crumble like the sandcastles it truly is.
Let the handlers keep lying. Let the vuvuzelas keep shouting. Let the palace keep sleeping.
The people are awake.
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