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I don't want to believe that Joe Igbokwe would say such a thing



I don't want to believe that Joe Igbokwe would say such a thing as "the youth should wait until they are old enough to hold political office " Is Joe Igbokwe the APC spokesman indirectly telling us that the likes of Obasanjo, Gowon,  Ojukwu,  Enahoro,  Buhari,  Babangida, Awolowo, Okpara, Tafawa  and co who were leaders of this country as youth below 45 years old were not capable? Is he saying that France, Canada Australia and co have elected incapable youth to lead these countries.

I wonder what kind of leader at almost 80 years would say that people in their  40s cannot govern a state or nation.
For 50 years these present leadership did not consider it wise to train the successors that will take over from them, instead they come out to condemn and discourage self-empowered youths.

So to a man like Igbokwe,  Nigeria would not move forward.  When you say a man in his 40s cannot govern,  you must mean he should wait till he is 70 before he can aspire to be a leader.

Mr Igbokwe please be informed that leadership is not relaxation ground for retired men. Look around you and see very articulate,  young and vibrant Nigerian young generation running multinational corporations and you say they have no experience to lead.

Maybe the experience you mean is experience of looting the country public fund. If Obasanjo who has been a president as a youth and as an old man would support the initiative of having a young president, who then is Igbokwe to say otherwise.

The fear of losing out in the looting of public fund may have caused this mouth Diarrhoea. In every society there comes a time when the old generation hands over leadership to the new generation and in Nigeria that time has come.

Nobody can stop an idea which time has come. Every reasonable Nigerian who cares about the future of Nigeria and Nigerians should and must be part of this project of a young generation leadership.
God bless Nigeria.

Enyinnaya Nnaemeka Nwosu LLB BL LLM
Presidential Aspirant in Nigerian 2019 Election.

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