The article published by TheCable under the laughable headline “How Nnamdi Kanu Sought to Please South-Easterners with Hilarious Propaganda” is a textbook example of cowardly journalism steeped in ignorance, deceit, and a thinly veiled contempt for truth. It is what happens when a failed pen meets a sold soul—when the British Council’s intellectual errand boys pick up their master’s whip and lash out at the only man bold enough to tell the truth in a nation built on lies.
Let us begin with the name “Pephel.” For those familiar with Igbo cultural logic and naming conventions, this pseudonym is a dead giveaway—this isn’t an Igbo voice. This is not someone with blood ties to the land of the rising sun. It is either an outsider desperately trying to sound native, or worse, an Efulefu—one of those tragic Igbos who abandon their heritage for crumbs at the table of their slave masters. Either way, the piece fails from the first sentence. A fraud with a fake name cannot speak on Igbo realities.
The aim of the article is transparent: to sow division between Mazi Nnamdi Kanu and his people, to demystify him, and to paint him as a purveyor of baseless conspiracy theories. But what this amateur hatchet job reveals is a deeper British-sponsored panic—panic at Kanu’s growing hold on the Igbo collective psyche, panic at his ability to awaken even the most reluctant mind to the reality of the Nigerian deception.
What the writer and their British handlers fail to understand is that Nnamdi Kanu doesn’t need propaganda to win the loyalty of his people. He has truth. He has consistency. He has suffered more in pursuit of freedom than all these cowardly pen-wielders combined. He was abducted, tortured, renditioned, and yet he remains unbroken—while his critics remain unknown, irrelevant, and afraid.
Let us address the real question:
If Kanu is so full of “hilarious propaganda,” why has the Nigerian government never charged him with the very thing they claim is false—the allegation that President Buhari died in 2017 and was replaced by an impostor? Why did Abubakar Malami SAN, the then AGF, charge him for calling Buhari names, yet omit the most sensational claim that “Buhari” was a Sudanese double?
Because they know it is not a joke. It is a wound they dare not open.
Ask Garba Shehu why he cooked up the absurd tale that rats chased Buhari out of Aso Rock—because the clone could not access biometric-locked doors. Ask the Nigerian media why none of them has the spine to request a live DNA test. Ask yourself why, after Buhari allegedly died in the UK, no global leader—from the Queen to the Pope—issued a formal statement. Not even a tweet. Not even a whisper.
But of course, these so-called journalists will never ask these questions. They are too busy collecting brown envelopes and recycling colonial talking points. This is the role many Yoruba journalists have played historically—tools of divide and rule, deploying clever-sounding nonsense to undermine southern solidarity. Instead of interrogating how the Fulani caliphate stole Kwara from them, they obsess over Kanu, a man who never stole a dime, never held political office, and never compromised.
To the Efulefu Igbos who cheer this garbage: understand that you are dancing on the graves of your ancestors. Your silence and collaboration are part of why Igbo lands remain militarized, our youths massacred, and our freedom denied. Kanu is not the enemy. Your cowardice is.
And to TheCable, you have now confirmed your place in the long history of media houses that chose comfort over courage, paychecks over principles, and silence over truth. When history is written, you will not be remembered as journalists—but as jesters in the court of tyrants.
Africa’s biggest curse isn’t colonialism — it’s our refusal to think. We worship power, not truth. We obey, we conform, we fear, but we don’t question. We reject facts if they’re uncomfortable and attack messengers who speak hard truths. Until Black Africans learn to reason critically, challenge authority, and demand evidence over emotion, we will remain trapped — not by foreign hands, but by our own mental laziness. This sickness of the mind is why we are lied to, looted, and led in circles.
And that is why Nnamdi Kanu is in prison—not for lies, but for truths too dangerous to be spoken.
Signed,
Barrister Christopher Chidera
Writer is an Abuja based Human Rights Lawyer
