Dear Chief Tinubu,

The back page of your (newspaper) The Nation of Tuesday, March 12, where one of your Rottweilersunder the Forged name, “Segun Ibirogba”, wrote – “Odumakin's anxiety over vanishing feeding-bottles” – has un-paused the button on this serial.

I have always wondered why these intellectual almajiris around you always attack me under fake names. It is either they are afraid of me or they don't believe in you to risk their names doing the dirty job for you. Well, we know many of them hold worst views about you than us, but for the free money they have been accustomed to from a Robbin Hood.

The piece referenced was a rehash of same old silly lies and freshly minted ones. In keeping faith with my resolve that for every dart of lie you guys throw in my direction, I will return 10 bombs of truth, I make this response. And for every line I write, I can say like Fela Anikulapo-Kuti, “Na true I wan talk again o, if I dey lie o, make Edumare punish me o.”
Since you guys made a failed attempt to impugn my integrity, I have chosen to use this edition to place your life side-by-side mine on the scale of integrity so we can know if your hen can point at the boil in a hawk's eye. I intend to show that were it not that Nigeria has become Ceaser's palace, where the leper holds the veil, nobody in your circle should move near that subject.

I am Yinka Odumakin, and nobody can say he had known me under any identity in my life. I have led a straight life; unlike you that people know under different identities depending on where they met you in your about 80 years on earth. Yes, 80!

Those of us who are knowledgeable about you can’t buy your 67 claim for so many reasons. The current governor of Osun State is the son of your immediate elder sister from Iragbiji, and he is 63 while you are claiming 67. Your first wife died in Lagos recently unannounced at 74.

When the son he had for you died many months earlier, his age had to de doctored to fit into the lie that you live. And there is a photograph of yours at the palace of Soun Ogbomoso in 1974, when the current monarch was installed, with a bottle of beer and packet of cigarette in your front. You mean you were 20 when you were drinking and smoking in a palace?

There is no school I have attended in my life that my classmates would not come out in droves to say “yeah, we were there together!” From St Augustine’s Primary School, Ondo, to CAC Grammar School, Edunabon and Oduduwa College, Ile-Ife down to Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife, and University of Ghana.

At your end at St John’s Primary School, Aroloya you claimed, maybe created by your new governor in Lagos. The old boys of Government College, Ibadan, were planning a reception for you when someone asked which set you belonged to. There has been no answer to that till date and the reception was cancelled. The tales by moonlight on Chicago State University and University of Chicago are all over the place.

My parents are alive in Osun State, and by God's grace, I will give them a befitting burial. I will not have to send emissaries to bury them since I have not abandoned moomi (that's how we Oyo people in Osun call mummy) to be calling another woman maami in Lagos to fit a life of lie and greed. No Mama HID Awolowo would have told me that she knew all the children of maami and that I was not one of them.

My parents are not rich, but I am proud of them because it is from their black-pot that my white palp has come out. I say proudly among my university mates today that they could not afford more than N60 per month for me throughout my university days. The story of grass to grace is a proud thing among the Yoruba. MKO Abiola was proud of the story that he ate egg for the first time in his life in the home of Simbiat Abiola’s parents.

With the modest means of my parents, they instilled so much values in me that there is no crime attached to my name in all my years on earth. Forging traveling passports had never appealed to me. Neither has my name been linked to a narcotic ring leading to inquiry and forfeiture of assets. All my life, my hands have provided for me. And they have provided for you too.

I recall when you returned from exile in 1998 and was running for governor. You were not eze-ego then. You had only the Sunday Adigun house and all the four cars you used then belonged to Mr Ganiyu Solomon. There were a lot of printings being done for you by your friends at The News. I saw the price you were being offered and I told you my press could do it at 40 per cent. I delivered and saved you 60 per cent. I recall Mr Babafemi Ojudu complained openly that they could not do the price I offered you.

That should tell you and your attack-dogs that I have always separated the cause I believe in from what I would eat, unlike you who always mix the two. You pose as a June 12 hero today, but Kola Abiola is alive to tell the story of what happened to MKO's money, as Bashorun is no longer alive. In 20 years, there is hardly any boundary between Lagos treasury and your private pockets. Your “O to ge” moment is coming some day, and all the dirty deals will be out.

Like a rapist, you can tell your victims to shout O to pe for as long as stolen funds and drug money rule Lagos politics.

I have noticed that because you and your followers have no abiding principle as you are driven by only lust for money, you assume it is so for everybody. Your being glued to the lowest of all spirits (money) makes it difficult for you to make the right judgment about people, thinking they are all about money. Was it that you didn't have money when I told you in December 2006 that it was over between us politically? Have I ever looked in your direction ever? There are men who may not be able to give N10,000 to a cause, but if they say they want to see me at 8AM I would be there at 7. Can you summon me with all your bullion vans?

I recall what you said to me in 2006 about Senator Tokunbo Afikuyomi, and I quote you “Adiye ni Tokunbo, yin agbado fun a pada.” (Tokunbo is a fowl, throw corns and it is U-turn). Has he not turned his back at you today? You don’t have “corns” again? This was the man who was your fall-guy when you made all the forgeries in 1999. He was among the team that went to bury your biological mother in Iragbiji when you could not show your face: Has his exit not shown you there are men who place value on principle than money?

I have lived my political life on the basis of the fact that an adversary today can be an ally tomorrow and vice versa. I am not beholden to any person outside the core beliefs we share. One of the men I had an open disagreement with was President (Olusegun) Obasanjo, and when we reconciled it was an open thing. That differentiates me from you who walk both sides of the streets simultaneously. You were with NADECO, and also in bed with (Gen Sani) Abacha through whom you forged friendship with the Chagourys who are your business partners till date.

The political buffoons around you would hold you out as an anti-third term person today. But you know what happened between us on May 2, 2006. We had a meeting at Airport Hotel in Lagos where you were dictating the communique against third-term, unknown to participants you were at a meeting till wee hours of that morning to work out third term in another way.

I was reading the communique to the press when you called me. I gave the phone to the late Rev Tunji Adebiyi, but you told him you wanted to speak with me. We didn't get to talk till late in the night. I had with me in the car, as you spoke with me from VGC (Lekki) to Ikeja, then President of Egbe Omo Yoruba in North America, Mr Odusanya. Let me quote you verbatim:
“I hope you have not released that communique. We need to manage this third-term carefully. Obasanjo is a blind cat. If he causes problem now and they kill one Yoruba graduate in Kano and we kill 200 people selling onions in mile 12, it is not equal. I am, therefore, proposing that we have a win-win situation. Instead of outright third-term we can have the confab recommendation of one six-year tenure starting with the incumbent having two extra years, and so with we the governors. We can use the two years to empower people like you and hand over to one of you. I have asked General Alani Akinrinade to come and I am going to meet Prof Soyinka to discuss it. I want you to think about it.”
I told you, as a matter of fact, that the proposition was unreasonable and there was nothing for me to think about, as I would prefer outright third-term where we would have elections, to automatic two years extension. But my eyes were opened to how unreliable you are that night. Here was a man dictating communique against third term in the morning, having this conversation with me at night.

I made up my mind on you that night. The conversation I had with you minutes after Funso Williams was killed, and the way you handled your succession made me severe political links with you within six months.

To be continued.

•Yinka Odumakin is Spokesman of the Pan-Yoruba group, Afenifere.

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