My take on Fulani herdsmen
Sometimes in June, the internet was filled with news of killings purposefully perpetrated by the Fulani herdsmen in Plateau state. Today, opinions, planned actions on how to
forestall a similar thing from happening seem to have subsided. And like we
always do in Nigeria, other news
(mostly irrelevant to the lives of the people) has actually occupied us.
For the sake of non-Nigerians by
the way, Fulani is a tribe from the
Northern part of the country who are not just nomadic in nature, but predominantly rears cattle for a living. People of obscure origin who abides not only in Nigeria but also in other countries like Niger, Mali, Mauritania, Senegal, Guinea, Burkina faso, Ghana, Benin,
Cote d e voire and Cameroon.
On the caption list of ‘Information Nigeria’s web page however, you’ll
be amazed at the long list of news on Fulani-related killings like;
·
Ondo police arrests
armed Fulani herdsmen.
·
Herdsmen attack NNPC
officials in Benue State.
·
Fulani herdsmen stab
driver to death in Ondo state.
·
Herdsmen attack primary
school teachers in ogun state.
·
Herdsmen burn down 22
hectares of cassava and rice plantation land.
·
Robbery on ayetoro
roads by Fulani herdsmen.
·
Herdsmen kill police
officer in Benue State.
·
Herdsmen kill pregnant
woman in Ekiti State, etc.
Sad, is it?
For as long as I could remember, the Fulani people are never a peaceful guest to their host communities. It is always a case of being at loggerheads all of the time and their host communities? Oftentimes crop farmers. The reason is not far-fetched by the way. Fulanis are often Cattle-rearers and they are fond of not making efforts at stopping their Cattles from feeding on the crops of their hosts. Farming, usually being the source of livelihood of the latter.
And in as much as I am always skeptical about writing on very
sensitive issues like this one, especially one that might portray me as being
very sentimental, maybe a nepotist, I pledge to remain objective.
You obviously cannot beat the fact
that an average Fulani herdsman is particularly an ignoramus who transacts his cattle business regardless of whose ox
is gored. And as long as his cattle are able to feed on seeming green grass which
could be the cassava leaves on the
farm of a crop farmer, or a maize that is due for harvest, he would be content. But then these are sweats of others regardless. Needless to say that they are quite defensive, a group of people who are quick to bring out weapons at the slightest provocation.
It is a common knowledge to all that a Fulani man could kill a hundred human just to save the life of a cow.
Such that a supposed graduate of University
of Maiduguri (UNIMAID), equally a Fulani man with the facebook profile ADAMU
EATHER JAURO publicly declared on his timeline in the peak of the plateau
killings that;
“ I values the life of my 300
cows to 3 million useless peoples’.
He had written in his incoherent English.
Meanwhile, an Honorable of the Federal Republic representing Dukku/Nafad
Federal Constituency of Gombe State, Hon Aishatu Jibril Dukki, a Fulani too,
confirmed in one of the interviews she granted during the plateau crisis that the
Fulani
values their cows, even to their own lives.
I could not agree
less, as I even re-affirmed this fact when I was a neighbor to the Fulanis
during my University education days.
My landlady way back in school, (I stayed off
campus) was elderly. She relied on rents
as a means of survival. Mama
once lamented the rate at which most students weren’t forthcoming with payments.
Angrily, she gave the student-defaulters a quit
notice only to rent rooms to Fulani herdsmen, people who newly migrated into town particularly that year. Six months rent was all they paid after which they forcefully
chased mama away whenever she comes around for rent. It was like that
for almost two years before they migrated again.
That is not even
the crux of the matter. Bringing to light the interpersonal relationship I had
with them and their perceived personae. Somehow, I became very good friends
with Fatimah, the first daughter of
the eldest Fulani man in my neighborhood who though was married off already, sneaked back home to her mother in her pregnant state. We were about the same age group and
she speaks very fluent Yoruba (my language) because they had migrated to the South Western
part of the country since she was a toddler.
My closeness to
them reaffirmed the myth making
rounds on the love they have for the survival of the lives of their cattle over theirs. One
day, Fatimah’s father lost one of his cows to an unknown illness and this man
refused to be consoled for a few days. His daughter even told me that he wept
profusely when he had to dispose the dead meat eventually. He also spends so much on the survival of the animals, which he considers his wealth
(obviously) but never dropped a dime
for his daughter’s ante natal sessions.
One time, when Fatimah was in her last trimester, she started convulsing in the middle of the night and at a point she went numb and we concluded she was dead. Her parents were beginning to get in talks with their kinsmen around on how to prepare her for burial before dawn, albeit too suddenly for people like us to understand when she again jerked back to life and had to be rushed to the hospital. Surprisingly though, her father couldn’t bear to keep his own daughter in the hospital for more than two days, proffered that she should be returned home to him to start taking local concoctions instead.
One time, when Fatimah was in her last trimester, she started convulsing in the middle of the night and at a point she went numb and we concluded she was dead. Her parents were beginning to get in talks with their kinsmen around on how to prepare her for burial before dawn, albeit too suddenly for people like us to understand when she again jerked back to life and had to be rushed to the hospital. Surprisingly though, her father couldn’t bear to keep his own daughter in the hospital for more than two days, proffered that she should be returned home to him to start taking local concoctions instead.
A telltale sign
to how he values his own daughter’s life to his cows.
Fulani’s lack of exposure to civilization,
coupled with a high level of illiteracy is the major factor why they have
adamantly refused to dump their unreasonable and archaic ways.
So, as long as they would stop at
nothing to feed their cattle with green grasses cultivated by hardworking
farmers, farmers would always want to retaliate and reprisal attack would always
be inevitable. Do we need now preach dissociation to forestall future blood
lettings?
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