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BEING THE ADDRESS OF ADESINA OGUNLANA ESQ, CHAIRMAN N.B.A. IKEJA BRANCH AT THE SPECIAL VALEDICTORY SERVICE FOR LATE ADENIYI ADEYEMI ADEWUNMI WHO TRANSLATED 14TH JULY 2016, TODAY 22 JULY 2016
I with utmost
sobriety, welcome us all to this
valedictory session for a distinguished member of the Branch, ADENIYI ADEYEMI ADEWUNMI.
Oh what a man!
The organization
of this session is at short notice and notice of same to you all even shorter.
While it is true that Adeniyi died in his age of bloom, the Branch leadership
has declined to descend to mourning not only for the uselessness of mourning,
but also for the reality that in death is life and life is the very core of
death.
Rather we resolve
to do the appropriate-celebrate a worthy life, a life of impact an existence of
positive impact.
AAA was born on
August 26 1966 and became a legal practitioner in 1988 at the tender age of 22.
Thus he had practiced in the forest of laws, for 28 years or thereabouts.
That AAA was
successful legal practitioner is not in doubt. He was a founding partner of the
famous CITIPOINT Chambers, a chambers so renowned that it is a sad wonder that till date, none of its leaders has been considered fit and proper for elevation
into the membership of the inner sanctum of the Bar.
AAA’s success
however cannot be measured ONLY in any quantum of material possessions as may
be spoken of some other well-off legal practitioners.
The six foremost
qualities of the Attorney-at-law, KNOWLEDGE,
ERUDITION, COURAGE, INTEGRITY, INDUSTRY and COMPASSION; were the flesh and blood of our departed colleague.
Niyi was not a
journey-man of a lawyer.
Niyi was not a Mafia
lawyer and could not have been.
Niyi was not a
lawyer compromisable and was not also a conduit pipe.
Niyi was not a 'use
and dump' principal.
I can go on. But
don’t let me stop until I mention that Niyi was a BAR MAN; of the Tiger
extraction.
There are Bar men
who support the Bar with their funds. There are those who support the Bar with
their advice. There are those who support with their time. Then there are the
all-rounders: those who support the Bar with their all. Niyi was an all rounder.
Niyi, the son of
Adewunmi, now our senior colleague in the inescapable Bar is gone. When cometh
another?
That when is now.
I challenge us all to emulate and surpass the sterling qualities of this great
and truly exceptional 'Tiger,' so that our profession and indeed our nation
shall be a much better proposition than he, left it.
May God be the
comforter of his immediate family and partners in the at CITIPOINT chamber. May
our great Bar be comforted and may we not gather again so soon thereafter for
the loss of our diamonds.
I thank you for
your kind attention.
Adesina
Ogunlana.
Chairman
'Tiger Bar Anthem' By Adesina Ogunlana
(proposed by the new chairman of NBA Ikeja Branch on 14th June, 2016 on the occasion of his inauguration, amended and adopted by the general house)
Tigers ooo; Tigers!
Tigers ooo; Tigers!
Ever progressive; Tigers
Ever dynamic; Tigers
Are you a Tiger?
I am a Tiger
Progressive Tiger!
Tigers ooo; Tigers!
Tigers ooo; Tigers!
Ever progressive; Tigers
Ever dynamic; Tigers
Are you a Tiger?
I am a Tiger
Progressive Tiger!
'Parents, Change and Nigeria'. By Adesina Ogunlana
The president of the Ekoba 83 set,
distinguished ladies and gentlemen, my greetings. I thank most sincerely the
leadership of your association for inviting me to share my thoughts with this august
body.
Interestingly, I was not given a topic for
discussion, rather I was given the extra privilege and burden of the latitude
to formulate my topic which in morbid terms is akin to a situation of asking a prisoner
to choose not only his punishment but where he would want the execution of
same.
I say this because of the relevant content
of your letter inviting me to this occasion which states the theme of the
speech thus: PARENTS AS INSTRUMENTS OF CHANGE IN NIGERIA.
After a little deliberation, I formulated my
topic thus: PARENTS, CHANGE AND NIGERIA.
I respectfully present same with a tinge
of audacity that my discourse will not disappoint too greatly.
Since the giddy days of the campaign
period of 2015 General Elections which eventually saw the unprecedented and
invariably historic defeat of the incumbent government at the Federal level,
the word, nay term CHANGE has become perhaps the most significant political
coinage in the country.
Just one word - CHANGE; only six
letters, but it carries an extraordinary flavour, punch and meaning especially after
the April 14 2015 elections which swept off the Dr. Goodluck Jonathan administration
and ushered in the General Mohammed Buhari regime. The political mantra of CHANGE
was and is still pervasive.
There is the cry for Change everywhere, there
is a change atmosphere. There is a change movement. In all spheres of our
lives, politically, economically, spiritually and sociologically.
I should like to pause here to briefly
discuss what CHANGE is. My discourse will be laconic. What is change? Change is
a departure from a STATUS QUO or a given position but change has degrees.
There is a change that is merely a
variation. There is a change that is as elongation. There is a change that is a
diminution. There is change that is a multiplication. There is change that is a
CANCELATION. There is CHANGE that is an
ANTI-CLOCKWISE REDIRECTION.
It will appear to me that the type of
change Nigerians are desirous of in the affairs of their nation is of the last
type.
The reason is obvious; our dear country
has for long being very badly run, completely mismanaged by those who either
imposed themselves on us as our rulers, by way of military incursion or those
we have purportedly voted into power.
The reason for seeking and gaining power was largely to help themselves to the
contents of the public coffers. And this was at all levels of governance,
stealing us blind. The implication of their avarice which was of lunatic
dimensions was to incapacitate the state and throw millions of Nigerians into a
continuous life of MISERY.
Since as the Solomon David of the holy
bible said rather fantastically, ‘money
answereth all things' and there is not much money left in the till having
been transported into private pockets, the statue became incapable of looking after and
providing adequately and properly for her citizenry.
What the Escaping Joe of the 'Checking Out'
fame of said in 1984, is still very real today - 'Oh men, no water, no light, no job, no road, I am checking out!'
Thus Nigeria which had a very bright
chance of becoming a paradise after independence given her enormous human and
natural resources became not only an eye sore but hell-on-earth, very close to
the infamous Hobbesian State of nature where life is short, nasty and brutish.
Because as the proverb goes, where the
head is rotten, the whole fish gets bad; because of the tragedy of our political
leadership, which is the most significant leadership in the temporal world, the
length and breadth of our country is tragically also infected and corrupted. The
insane greed and shocking selfishness of our leaders is replicated in most,
if not all Nigerians.
Our true God is not Allah, Jehovah or
Eledumare or Chineke or Abasi but MAMMON. First our definition of success is
Material Success and the Credo by which we live our terrible life is MATERIAL
SUCCESS BY ALL MEANS.
Little wonder then, that in our interaction
with one another, we are enemies, cheating, lying, robbing even killing to achieve
our goals or surpass the attainment of others. Everybody, everywhere in Nigeria
cheats or believes in cheating.
Now that we are tired of our terrible lot,
and want a radical change from all that mess, can we get the CHANGE?
My unhesitating answer is yes, change is
possible. It is going to be a lot of hard-work and it's not going to be achieved
quickly, but change is possible.
That is where parents come in. It has
become axiomatic that the cradle and the foundation of society is the home. The
home is basic unit of human congregation, and it is the little drops of water
that makes the mighty river of society. Nobody is born in the Society; we can
only grow up there. The home consists of parents and their children or wards or
dependants.
The home has a territorial expression, it
has jurisdiction, it has an administration. To be called a parent is different
from being a Daddy or a Mother.
Daddyship and Mothership is Biology. Parentship
is sociology. Our Fathers were wise and knew this when they postulated ONBI KO
TO ONTO.
Parenting is the price you pay for activating
your sexual organs in the body of another person of the opposite sex. I say
this for those who may be insisting on definitions.
However not all Daddies and mummies pay
the price. They abandon the consequences of their actions. These are not PARENTS.
Daddies and mummies are just the air-lines that carries the child from the
unseen pre-world to the world. After discharging their passengers, these air
lines do not care again about the faring of their erstwhile passengers, whether
they perish or survive.
Parent is not just a NOUN but a Verb. It
is a non-stop job. It is a job for life. And in the case of the Yoruba parent,
it is a job even after – death. Thus Yoruba say and believe that OKU OLOMO KII
SUN.
To parent a child is to fill his Tabula
Rasa with contents It is inevitable and the parent can only give of what he
has. However even among Parents, there are parents and there are parents.
Parents are placed in the most strategic
position to influence the human child because they are in control of that human
being at its most impressionable age. Children are like soft clay in the hands
of the potter, the heated metal in the hands of the smith, the sapling in the
sweep of the wind and the steering wheel in the hands of the driver.
Generally and historically, the norms
accepted by a grown up human reflect the values of these who tended him when he
was young.
As instruments of change in Nigeria,
parents are in a special class of INFLUENCERS, followed only by the teachers at
the pre-tertiary levels. The reason again is that all other possible agents of influence
like Religion, Politics, Economy deal mostly with ADULTS, who are already
finished or almost finished products. The adult is like CAST IRON, while the
child is like Putty.
The difference is clear.
However for the Nigerian parent to be an
instrument of change in Nigeria, he needs to first change himself and his
values. For as the LATIN proverb goes. EX-NIHILO NIHILO EST. I thank you
for your kind attention.
BEING
THE TEXT OF AN ADDRESS BY ADESINA OGUNLANA, LEGAL PRACTITIONER AND LEADER,
LAWYERS4CHANGE DELIVERED AT THE EKO BOYS
HIGH SCHOOL OLD BOYS ASSOCIATION 32ND ANNIVERSARY AT ALPHA
PLAZA, OBAFEMI AWOLOWO ROAD, IKEJA LAGOS ON 26 DECEMBER 2015.
'Seniority at the Bar'. By Adesina Ogunlana
Once you are a
legal practitioner especially a practicing one, you are in constant remind of
the seniority and juniority concepts in the profession. As is well known, the
seniority or juniority of a lawyer depends on when he attains the great and
rare honour of being called to the Bar. You may be as old as Methuselah and yet
be a junior to a twenty-one year old.
The seniority
system is essentially regulatory of conduct and established for orderliness.
The senior gets preference of treatment and is always regarded as the leader
and the better of the junior. Small wonder then that lawyers protect their
relative seniority jealously. Of course the seniority concept is known and
respected in and out the Bench. Only that, the seniority on the Bench is not
determined by the year of call to the Bar, but by the year of elevation to the
Bench.
Some judges, like
Savage J. of the Ikorodu High Court activate the seniority system among counsel
more than others. In Justice Savage’s court, the judge after taking one or two
cases on the cause list as listed would announce that “counsel more than 20 years at
the Bar are free to mention their cases.”
In my humble view,
the court’s practice dignifies senior legal practitioners and teaches humility
to the junior ones. Now a laugh. There was this day I was in Savage J’s court
and the judge made his usual declaration. Promptly, counsel voices confidently
rang out “23 years!” “26 years!” “28 years!”
“21 years!,” etc.
Well, when the “din”
died down, a fairly tall figure stood up and announced- “So and so Esquire, 38 years!”
There was silence.
Shocked silence. Silence of Respect. Deep Respect. When 38 years finished his case, he walked out of court, with the refined
swag of a crown prince. Yet seniority at the Bar is not always about attracting
deference and getting benefits. Thus seniority is also a sacrifice, a burden, a
responsibility. Responsibility to be a role model of discipline, comportment,
integrity, knowledge and standard grooming and dressing. Responsibility to look
out for the juniors, the younger ones at the Bar and to be a good example to
them.
Unfortunately what
one sees in many seniors these days is quite distressing. They dress poorly
and in-appropriately, they flaunt dishonest practice and dishonest life styles
and instead of protecting and encouraging the juniors, they rather neglect or
even worse, exploit them.
Sorry, such
seniors’ seniority is nothing but mediocrity at the Bar, consciously or
unconsciously misleading those coming behind. The Bar and the Bench should
search out such misfits… for sanction!
'Bamofin' and other such False Titles' By Adesina Ogunlana
The story is all
too familiar in Yoruba land, a legal practitioner makes good and the next thing
is the supposed chieftaincy title of 'Bamofin,' shortened form of Baba awon
Amofin. Conferred on the fella by a traditional ruler.
Literally
translated into English Baba awon Amofin means 'Father of lawyers' but more aptly
it translates to 'chief' lawyer. The title is an ape of a certain original in
traditional setting, to wit Balogun or Babalogun 'Father-at-the-War-Front' or
'Chief Warrior.'
The intrusion and
intervention of the British Colonialists in the lives and affairs of Nigeria
over two hundred years ago has drastically altered the traditional
setting of the people, hence the 'Bamofin' of the land; the wife becoming the
‘Yeye Bamofin’ - the ‘dutiful wife,' the pillar behind her husband's
success notwithstanding having nothing to do with the legal profession.
Now let's examine
the Bamofin title - how valid or sensible or justifiable is same? The recipient
of the title a supposed traditional title, is not trained in any way in the
native laws and customs of the people of the relevant kingdom neither is he a
specialist in regard. In fact law, as a profession never existed in pre-colonial
Yoruba-land. Thus the post-colonial Yoruba lawyer is only trained in the
practice and procedure of traditional rulers.
Another
peculiarity of our traditional rulers is awarding titles to certain professionals like
lawyers, accountants, surveyors, medical doctors etc. The preferred members for
consideration for title awards are usually those professional who are either
‘bucks up’ or cronies of the occupiers of the attenuated monarchies. Thus the
personal physician of a kabiyesi can be installed the Baasegun of the paper
‘kingdom” while the legal practitioner who waged and won court room battles for
the Ori-Ade (the crowned head) whether by hook or by crook becomes the Baa Amofin.
Clearly then the
legal profession in Nigeria is not part of the traditional values, culture and
history of the people that an occupant of a native chieftaincy is expected and
required to secure, protect and promote; ditto modern professions like
medicine, baking, surveying, accountancy, etc.
Thus when a
traditional ruler purports to give out titles in respect of matters outside of
his portfolio, he lacks the locus to so act and any such title dished out
is void ab abinitio and is really of no consequences whatsoever.
Actually both the
givers and recipients of bogus titles like BAMOFIN are guilty of not only deep
ignorance or thoughtless absurdity but are also victims of 'colonial mentality.'
The recipient, a
legal practitioner trained in the English way and now donning a traditional
title on account of his alleged proficiency in the Queen’s land law and procedure can only be likened to a
fellow who decides to put on an agbada and abeti aja cap after dressing up in a
three piece suit.
Mad, won’t you
say?
'Wonders Shall Never End' By Adesina Ogunlana
You cannot help
but wonder at times. At the truism of the saying that life is actually stranger
than fiction. When rather quirky reality plays itself out in blood and flesh
and sometimes under one’s nose (korokoro eyes) one cannot help but wonder.
The wondering is a
grasp at the unreal reality, the impossible possibility. Things flog your
imagination and thrash your plausibility. You gasp, you do a double take and
literally run your hands over your eyes just to make sure that what you are
seeing or what you think or believe you are seeing is indeed the real McCoy.
One of such double
take situations is the quite intriguing case of FRN vs Rosulu Idowu Oluronke.
In this case, the main gist is that a high profile prison inmate managed to
swindle another high profile prison inmate, while both were cooling their heels
in the federal government owned recreation
center at Kirikiri Lagos.
The alleged
swindler is said to have obtained money from the swindlee (modern English) by
telling him that the swindler had obtained the services of a prominent lawyer
for the swindlee.
The swindlee, who
himself is no kid, and not any grown up but a soldier and not just any soldier
but a Major General and not just any Major General, but a Chief of Army Staff,
parted with the princely sum of three hundred thousand dollars as down
payment, without ever talking with let alone seeing the legal luminary or any
representative of his!
How could this
fantastic story have happened in real life? Even in a flick, the story line
will appear rather incredible to the ordinary sane fellow on the streets.
So many questions,
so many wondering. How could a detainee, himself also in shackles successfully
convince another (undemented) detainee that he is in a position to relieve this
other of his shackles? How did the mind boggling sum of three hundred thousand
dollars find its way inside a supposedly maximum facility from unofficial
sources?
If this tale is
true, and, well, a high court judge has so confirmed it, then one can only sigh
N kan be!
I am tempted to
rate the alleged swindler a genius but considering that he dealt with a swindlee
who is an obvious gongosu edidare
(compound fool is a poor English lingo equivalent) I will only award him the
usual title of his ilk “Smart Alec.”
Thursday, October 29, 2015
'Squib's Rival'. By Adesina Ogunlana
As Editor of the
Squib, I have had serial “affairs” with Chief Judges of Lagos State and no one relationship
is like the others.
My first love
is, you must have guessed wrongly, if you had Hon. Justice Ibitola Sotuminu
(2001-2004) in mind. The first dalliance was actually with Hon. Justice
Christopher Segun in the twilight of whose regime in March 2001, the Squib was
born.
Segun C.J and
the Squib hardly knew themselves, before the infamously temperamental judge
bowed out of service in May 2001.
Then Sotuminu
C.J came on board. Her ladyship was one judicial dame whose regime had the most torrid
sessions with the Squib. A most tempestuous affair, it was, heady, awesome,
full of sound and fury, signifying something.
The Sotuminu
administration saw the audacious irreverent combative, whistle blowing Squib as
more or less a terrorist paper and tackled it head on as if it were levying a
counter-insurgency war. It became virtually treasonable for members of the
judiciary, including judges to be seen in public with copies of the Squib. No
less than five times were Squib vendors, arrested and detained by the police at
the behest of the Sotuminu administration. And the editor himself was dragged
before the Legal Practitioners Disciplinary Committee.
Mrs. Toyin
Taiwo, now Honourable Justice Toyin Taiwo was the Chief Registrar then, saddled
with the unpleasant and difficult task of dismantling the unrelenting Squib,
which became even more ferocious and vociferous in his attacks and expose!
When Sotuminu C.J
quit the beat by way of retirement the new Squib 'lover' turned to be Hon. Justice
Fatai Adeyinka. Adeyinka was an indifferent lover. His short tenure of about
six months saw a deliberate policy of avoiding the Squib, despite some damaging
reports against the Chief Judge.
In the same
2004, a new helmsman Augustine Adetula Alabi, more popularly known as Ade Alabi
mounted the saddle. The first half of the regime was relatively peaceful and
quiet in his affair with the Squib, which did not lost its bite. The second
half was a different story all together.
The intention of
the administration at that point was to send the Squib publisher out of the
legal profession via his prosecution and conviction for allegedly defaming
Lagos State High Court judges before the Disciplinary committee of the Body of
Benchers. It was a difficult and tense period which tested and deepened the
resilience of the Squib Editor. Fortunately, a most formidable and sagacious
legal representation was always ready for the Squib, courtesy Daddy 3, late
Chief G.O.K Ajayi SAN.
After Alabi,
came Akande C. J. Akande was our first and only true love so far of all the
Chief Judges. This Chief Judge, most unusually saw and took the magazine as a
friend of her administration and a much needed member of the family and not an
outlaw or outcast.
When Akande
departed in 2012, after a three year stint, it was the turn of Ayo Philips C.J.
Never a friend of the Squib but managed to tolerate the “irritant” fairly well
enough until she too bowed out in 2014.
The departure of
Philips C.J in 2014 saw her blood and judicial sister Atilade J emerging her
successor. Thus Atilade C.J. is Squib’s latest beaux.
From all
indications, Squib’s latest love wants a calm and peaceful affair and not the
stormy, fiery, feisty type that the veteran matador has become used to.
Thus it was that
some few weeks the new chief invited the Squib at a public occasion to
celebrate with her the arrival of what her ladyship called “Squib’s Rival”, the
magazine of the Lagos State Judiciary.
Squib’s rival?
Really? I am waiting
'March 4 Victory'. By Adesina Ogunlana
March has become a
very important month in my life, particularly so since 2010.
Incidentally, I was not born in March. I did not give birth
in March and hope not to die in March.
Furthermore I did not start schooling in March nor end any of my schooling in
March. Even when a Vice-Chancellor now of blessed memory decided to kick me and
thirty-three others from the best University for Law then, (Lagos State
University), the expulsion did not take place in March, likewise the inevitable
recall.
However some very important events in my life have happened
in March. For example, the Squib debuted fourteen years ago in March (March
2001). I was called to the Bar in March (1996). Pitiably, it is also in March
that I lost two of the three most important men in my life.
As you might have been aware, I have the exceptional good
fortune of belonging to three fathers. I am the case of one son, three fathers!
Unlike most other people.
I have a father in fact called Daniel Oyewole Ogunlana.
I had a father-in-law called Dr. Joseph Eyitayo Adetoro.
I had a father-in-the law called Chief G.O.K. Ajayi S.A.N,
the Oodole of Ile-Ife.
You must have noticed that I write of Dr. Adetoro and Chief
Ajayi in the past (tense). This is so because the two giants have left for the
great beyond.
Dr. J.E. Adetoro, former Federal Commissioner under General
Yakubu Gowon from 1967 – 1975 died on March 22, 2010. Chief G.O.K. Ajayi S.A.N
went the way of all mortals on March 28, 2014. I miss both of them greatly.
G.O. K. Ajayi’s destiny even in death seems still linked wih
Nigeria and her democracy. Chief’s birthday falls on May 29, but it is that not
Nigeria’s democracy day? And when is Nigeria going to the polls this very year?
March 28!
So Chief Ajayi’s one year remembrance falls on Election day!
My consolation is that come March 29, 2015 by the special
grace of God, there’s going to be a very important change of name in the
country.
This is what I mean – Goodluck Jonathan will become Goodbye
Jonathan!
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Monday, February 23, 2015
English Law and the African Temperament By Adesina Ogunlana
The philosophy(es) behind many concepts
of law and legality of the British are quite noble. It appears there is a
special commitment to uphold and promote regularity. predictability and certainty
in the swing of the law.
In addition, British legal concepts tend
to hold “due process” in the highest esteem. Now obeying the rules and
following the dictates of due process becomes especially difficult where you
have no skin for patience and meticulousness.
Perhaps for you to understand the point
better, I illustrate. You have before you a wrapped up loaf of bread. How do you
get at your bread? Do you carefully unknot or untie the wrap, slowly sorting
out the twists and ties, taking care that the wrap does not tear and reap your
reward or do you rip the wrap apart and tug forcefully at the binds to have the
loaf?
Your choice boils down to the type of
person you are. If you are of the take-it-easy cast, you go for option one. But
if you are the “hurry-hurry” type you employ the yank and tear method!
However the second option often leads to
mess and waste as the impatience driven haste creates unnecessary “mayhem”
along the way to getting the bread as the binds are torn, the wrapper raped and
loaf unduly exposed.
Due process, fair hearing, legal notice
etc., are all indicators, regulators and stipulates of Orderliness. In SOCIETY,
you not only attain orderliness but maintain it as well by Due Process and
Respect for Constituted Authority. In the JUNGLE on the other hand, orderliness
is an anathema and is as such not practiced. Everything is about power and
might, little wonder life out there is short, nasty and brutish.
I am sorry to say this, but it appears
to me that in 2015, close to 150 years after the first Nigerian became a legal
practitioner of the British legal system, most Nigerians, including lawyers
lack the mind set fit for existence in the city of Due Process. You doubt me?
Then read this tale.
An association of lawyers in a great
city of the South West had the good fortune of a donation of well equipped law
chambers made to it by a senior lawyer some years ago. The arrangement was that
the chambers would be occupied free of charge by new wigs and other young
lawyers, who would move out when they become full fledged seniors.
Unfortunately, when it was time for
former fledglings (now mature) to leave the perch, they decided to stay put.
Entreaties, admonitions failed to move the recalcitrant lawyers, much to the
angst of their colleagues.
The only option available to the
association of legal minds against their selfish and irresponsible members was
EVICTION.
The question now is which manner should
the eviction be? Should it be a recourse to court of law or a recourse to the arena
of self help?
To my deep sadness and embarrassment,
the branch chose the Arena of self help and proudly announced their choice. Now
if lawyers prefer the route of self help, what will non lawyers do?
If you care to know, I was privileged to
attend the Annual General meeting of the NBA Ibadan Branch in January 2015.
Thank you so much for your kind
attention.
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