December 28, 2014 by Kambili M.A. Chimalu
So, I got a few weeks break because of the season: Christmas! Yay me!
Time, time, so much time, but what to do with it?
I find that whenever I have a little bit of time, I tend to look at the world around me in order to reflect on the state of the universe in general. I take particular interest in what happens in my own backyard. It constantly seems like everyday in Nigeria, a son is burying his father, a mother is burying her daughter, a child has been orphaned, the wife of a soldier receives news that her husband wouldn’t be coming home for the new year after all, and a brother is told that his brother will be coming home in a coffin. These incidents of heartbreak and anguish are caused by the fanatics in Boko Haram under some misguided sense of duty and a warped interpretation of their religion.
Sometimes, I am tempted to sink into despair because the more mayhem Boko Haram causes, the more inept our government/security forces appear, and the more helpless I feel.
In my head, I have explored ways that the issue of Boko Haram can be effectively handled. I tried relying on the cherished Nigerian way of appealing to a power more powerful than us by praying about the situation. I wanted to pray for those people, so I used a few Bible passages for reference: Jeremiah 18:21; Psalm 109:8-13: Ezekiel 23:33. Wow! Kambili! That prayer is so un-Christ-like. However, that was the only prayer I could sincerely say for people who believe that dancing in the blood of innocent/defenseless/helpless children, men, and women is their fulfilment of a holy duty. If I couldn’t say a sincere prayer for them, maybe I could think of something else and the season happened to be an inspiration.
It is Christmas season. The season of cheer and giving. We are expected, as Christians, to give to others just like God gave his son as a sacrifice for us. In that vein, I have come to the conclusion that to stop Boko Haram members, it is our solemn duty and obligation to give them what they most desire: martyrdom.
Since the members of Boko Haram have continued to demonstrate that they are unwilling to coexist with the rest of us peace loving Nigerians, I believe we are obligated to expedite their meeting with Satan.
They want to be martyrs? Let us erase them from the face of the Earth.
They want the fame of martyrdom? Let us make their story a warning that can only be repeated in whispers to people that threaten the peace of the country.
They want to receive their reward in the afterlife? Let’s hope that Satan is in a giving mood.
For people so indoctrinated they believe resorting to terrorism is an expression of faith, there is no “dialoguing” with them. There can be no negotiation because there is no compromise we can reach with people who are so far gone in their bubble of insanity. There can be no amnesty because the blood of millions of innocent Nigerians that have fallen prey to them cries out for retribution.
To give them their gifts, the soldiers need to hunt them to whatever hole they are hiding in. If they are in Sambisa forest, they should be given the gift of being turned into manure for the trees that will give the rest of us oxygen. If they are in the desert, they should be given the gift of being turned into food for vultures. A meeting with Satan is a gift we owe them.
Let Us be good neighbors by giving the fanatics what they want, while making sure that they can never hurt another innocent Nigerian.
Christmas is a season of giving and love.
We should give Boko Haram the gift of the grim reaper.
We should love Boko Haram to death.