It was 1pm right at the popular cyclist park Obudu, Cross River state Nigeria that the incident occurred. The gathering that faithful day could be mistaken for pilgrimage. It was a sunny afternoon where I saw the power of determination at work as spectators in their numbers barred the scotching sun to catch a glimpse of a lanky looking performer. The tall, Blackman in his early forties goes by the name ‘AREA SCATTER’, he had stripes on his jaws like a Zebra. AREA SCATTER had the hair of an Indian, with the accent of an Arab. He captivated our fantasy once again with his brilliant display by commanding cigarette and lighter from the blues. He pipes his tobacco through his ears and dispense the smoke from his anus. Infront of him was a calabash containing seven seeds of alligator pepper, seven seeds of Indian garlic, three seeds of bitter kola, a bottle of gin, three fruits of oranges, a knife, a basin, half-filled with water, a clay pot radiating with smoke and a piece of mirror.
On his waist is a piece of black fabric and seven pieces of cowries to his neck. He had a red piece of cloth round his head like a satanic ring. The freshly looking human skull in front of him with his eyes blazing with fire exhume some feelings of trepidation amongst younger breeds in the gathering. Our tongues left our mouths when Agba, our close friend was mysteriously made to stand on AREA SCATTER’s half-filled basin of water like Jesus walking on the sea. Myself and Ikwen, my parley poured sand at each other to ascertain our level of consciousness, as the magic was too real to believe. In the midst of the confusion, solace however returned when Agba joined us at the other side of the Jordan, having tested the lake of fire. All efforts from us to know what propelled Agba to stand on the basin of troubled water failed as the victim could not remember the ordeal between him and the mystical world.
These mysticism, costume, spectacle and aesthetics of AREA SCATTER kept us spelt bound such that we believed everything done by him. At the found space in an Arena form were this theatricality took place, Ukelina, my friend like many others ran off the ring when a knife the talisman used in dividing his orange at ease was to be tested on them to ascertain their level of “Odeshism”. Odeshi is a conduction in the African tradition believed by adherents to prevent the penetration of bullets or metallic objects on the body. It is commonly used by people prone to danger.
Less I forget, as spectacle skyrocketed, the population surged with masculinity becoming the deciding factor. Parents and guidance bearded their wards on their shoulders just to have a piece of the ice berg.
In spite of the many bruhaha that trailed the show, we stood still like the walls of Jericho. Yours sincerely like many others had the fun of his life, but not without the loss of properties. Our transport home was heavily looted from the wallet neatly starched in my back pocket by someone who felt he needed the money most. Trekking back home as we had no more money on me, left us with nothing to desire from the show after all, except the lesson that life indeed is tragic/comic. Since that ugly incident till date, I decided to maintained a distance between myself and anything that has to do with magic until Sen. Prof. Ben Ayade stepped into the political scene with some magical masterpiece.
Sen. Prof. Ben Ayade came into the scene with a charisma supported by sound knowledge of the subject matter called, ‘POLITICKING’. The professor of Micro-Biology came like a good scenographer, embedded with needed exponents of the time with a view to positively changing the narrative. To this end, the Digital Governor, as popularly known manifested intellectual ‘magic’ evidenced by the plethora of industries across the state. The political surgeon of this great leader began in 2011 when he was unanimously elected to represent the good people of Northern Senatorial District, Cross River state at the Red Chambers, otherwise called the Nigerian Senate. His magical performance as a legislator gained global currency as a result of his people-oriented bills, thereby making his achievements visible to the blind and audible to the delve.
Through some political magic, Ayade again emerged the governor of Cross River state in 2015 with a mandate to ameliorate the sufferings of Cross Riverians through job creation. Like the greedy spectators at Obudu cyclist park, the masses especially critics in their numbers, well-armed to teeth, drew their swords awaiting his fall like Goliath in the hands of David. For his critics, the limited resources at the disposal of the state government was good enough reason for the Ayade administration to flop.
Like a lonely voice from the desert, the Kakum born political ‘Magician’ disappointed their enterprises by beginning his incantation with terms such as ‘Intellectual Money’. This noble ideology again angered critics as they saw no possibility, given the incapacitation of world powers in bringing to fruition 100% Artificial Intelligence.
The Digital Governor remained unperturbed to these criticisms, rather he took a more aggressive approach to governance this time by de-centralizing the bureaucracy and bottlenecks that kept government crawling in pervious epoch. These actions were geared towards shifting the people’s focus from mere civil service, to Africa investment hub. As stated earlier, hardly will you take a walk to any of the local governments in the state without noticing government presence, not to mention the proliferation of government appointments. How these industries and many other projects of the state government are adequately executed with salaries paid on time is a prototype of Area Scatter magic at the popular Obudu cyclist park. With the passage of time, imageries of the grand display at the park is rekindled with emphasis at the Aviation sector in Cross River state.
Recall that When this government woke from the right side of the bed with a dream for Ministry of Aviation, first of it kind in the state, the initiative was discredited and misconstrued as exercise in futility. Today, the story is different. In the light of the above, fact on grounds supports the fact that the ministry of Aviation, Cross River state as eminently supported by the visionary governor, Sen. Prof. Ben Ayade has brought to manifestation the vision of Cally Air. Cally Air is the cherished state owned Airline conceived to create jobs, generate revenue and also serve as symbol of the state in the Aviation community.