I’ve spent the past few days moving across Anambra — from the market squares to the polling wards-in-waiting — and what I’ve seen is both revealing and heartbreaking.
Our election has become a marketplace. Votes are now traded openly, as if democracy were a mere business venture. What used to happen in shadows now happens in broad daylight — a transaction so bold it mocks the very idea of conscience.
Even more disheartening is the calibre of men and women driving this decay — respected figures in our communities, people who should be the moral compass, now serving as distributors of cash-for-vote. Their hands carry envelopes, not enlightenment; their influence sustains what they should be fighting.
We often say our problem is systemic. But systems don’t fall from the sky — they are created, legitimized, and sustained by the collective behaviour of a people.
When corruption becomes culture, and silence becomes consent, the “system” becomes a mirror reflecting who we truly are.
Anambra cannot rise above the quality of her conscience.
If we continue to trade our future for stipends, we will keep electing our suffering.
This election is not just about who wins the seat — it’s about whether the soul of our state still belongs to us.
And if we keep selling that soul for the price of a meal, then perhaps we deserve the hunger that follows.
Because until the buyer finds no seller, the market for corruption will never close.
Vote right — or remain ruled by those who bought your silence.
Linus Anagboso.
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