Let it be recorded that I warned my Yoruba brothers and sisters before the 2027 presidential election and I will not soften a single word.
I refuse to sit in silence while a pack of political sycophants and ethnic bootlickers abandon every shred of common sense simply because the man currently squatting in Aso Rock happens to share their bloodline. Supporting your tribesman is your right. Turning your brain off and licking his boots is not loyalty it is pathetic, self-degrading political slavery.
Tinubu is a politician. A shrewd, calculating, ordinary politician. He is not a god. He did not descend from the heavens. He is not immune to criticism, failure, or accountability. Yet his most fanatical defenders act like questioning him is a personal attack on the entire Yoruba race. That level of blind, embarrassing political worship is a disgrace. You are not defending your people. You are humiliating them.
If you genuinely believe this man deserves another term, then defend him with facts not ethnic chants. Show Nigerians the jobs. Show the security. Show the economic progress, the infrastructure, the education results, the tangible improvements that justify your loyalty. Stop peddling tribal sentiment like cheap street hawkers who have nothing else to sell. Your only product is “he is our brother.” That is not an argument. That is intellectual bankruptcy.
And for the love of whatever remains of your dignity, stop dragging Peter Obi into every conversation the moment your defence of Tinubu collapses. Peter Obi is not the president. Tinubu is. So why are you so obsessed with attacking a man who is not even in office instead of demanding results from the one who is? Is that the best you can do point at someone else and scream his name like panicked children whenever your argument runs out of oxygen? How weak. How transparent. How shameful.
If Tinubu has performed brilliantly, prove it.
If his government has succeeded, show the evidence.
If he has failed, have the spine to admit it.
But this childish, cowardly habit of hiding behind ethnicity the second criticism becomes uncomfortable is an insult to intelligence. Your Yoruba identity is not a political free pass. Tinubu being “your brother” does not magically make every decision he takes wise, competent, or in the national interest. Nigeria is not a Yoruba family compound. The presidency is not ancestral property you inherit by blood. And political loyalty does not require you to transform into professional bootlickers and professional apologists for mediocrity.
My Yoruba brothers and sisters: vote for whoever the hell you want in 2027. But do not turn your ballot into a shrine for one man simply because he shares your ethnicity. That is not pride. That is stupidity dressed up as solidarity.
A politician will leave office.
Your children will remain in this country.
Your grandchildren will inherit the Nigeria you help shape — or help destroy today.
So when the consequences arrive, I do not want to hear the usual pathetic excuse: “Nobody warned us.”
I warned you.
I am saying it now, before the election not after the damage is done and the excuses start flowing.
Call me a hater. Call me a tribalist. Insult me. Manufacture whatever convenient nonsense helps you protect your political comfort and your ethnic ego. None of it will erase this warning.
I would rather be hated for speaking the truth than join the shameless choir of political bootlickers applauding failure because it comes wrapped in the right tribal package.
When 2027 arrives, remember these words.
You were warned before you voted.
If you choose Tinubu, own that choice fully. If you reject him, own that too. But whatever you do, do it as a Nigerian with a functioning brain not as a blind ethnic disciple incapable of criticising his own side.
Because when the election is over, the politicians will retreat to their mansions and their comfortable circles.
Ordinary Nigerians will be left holding the wreckage.
I have spoken.
I refused to bow.
I refused to join the ethnic praise-singing.
Let history record this warning.
Let posterity judge me — and judge every one of you who put tribal loyalty above truth and national interest.
You were told.
Do not pretend otherwise.
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