You Are Gradually Arriving at Your Political Oblivion

…Hon Comrade James Onifade taunts Wike

Nyesom Wike’s political journey has entered its most uncertain chapter yet. For a man who once bestrode Rivers politics like a colossus, controlling party structures, determining candidates, and shaping outcomes, today’s reality is starkly different.

He is no longer in the PDP, a party he helped dominate for years. He is not formally in the APC either. And perhaps most tellingly, the Rivers State political structure he once held firmly has slipped from his grasp.

Politics, as we know, has little respect for past relevance. It rewards current utility. Wike’s power was never just about personality; it was about control of structures, of loyalty, of momentum. With Governor Siminalayi Fubara’s move to the APC, that control has been fundamentally disrupted. The state machinery that once revolved around Wike has found a new centre of gravity. Whether one agrees with Fubara’s decision or not, its effect is clear: it loosens Wike’s grip on Rivers politics and redraws the map of influence in the state.

This leaves Wike in an awkward middle ground politically loud but structurally weak. Standing alone in Nigerian politics is dangerous. Parties may tolerate strong personalities, but they rarely accommodate lone wolves without bargaining chips. If President Tinubu secures a second term, ministerial relevance will be based less on past favours and more on present political value. Without a party base, electoral influence, or control of a key state, Wike risks becoming expendable.

The truth is uncomfortable but necessary: Wike’s influence has peaked. He has served a purpose in the broader political chessboard disrupting the PDP, aiding power realignments, and stabilizing alliances at a critical moment. Once that purpose fades, so does protection. Nigerian politics is ruthless in this regard; it does not run on gratitude.

The Curse That Came Home to Roost

Many Nigerians now watch with satisfaction as Wike’s political empire crumbles. The atrocities are well-documented: how he sabotaged the formidable structure of PDP, delivering it piece by piece to his benefactor, President Tinubu, all in service of a one-party system. The man who once granted interviews at every turn, who never missed an opportunity to remind everyone of his relevance, has gone conspicuously quiet. The silence is deafening and telling.

His media presence has evaporated. His altercations with party members, his public confrontations with those who dared challenge him, have ceased. It appears Wike’s head has finally calmed down, weighed down perhaps by the very curse he invoked upon himself at the 2022 PDP national convention. Those who witnessed that moment remember: Wike, in his characteristic bravado, called down consequences upon himself if his actions were found wanting. That curse now appears to be hunting him with precision.

We wish him long life long enough to witness every betrayal he orchestrated come full circle. Long enough to see how everything turns against him politically. Long enough to experience the same relegation and maltreatment he inflicted on others. He brought the PDP to its knees, destroyed its internal structures, and for what? A ministerial appointment as FCT Minister blood money for the assassination of a once-great party.

The Exposed Secret: No Champion of the South, Just an Agent of Destruction

Wike’s grand deception has been laid bare. He was never fighting for a southern presidency or regional interests. His mission was singular and sinister: the total collapse of the PDP, an objective perfectly aligned with the agenda of his paymaster, Mr. Tinubu. The FCT ministerial position was his reward—thirty pieces of silver for continuing his evil machinations from a new vantage point.
But karma, as they say, is poetic.

The Ultimate Humiliation: Fubara’s Declaration of Independence

Perhaps nothing captures Wike’s fall more perfectly than Governor Fubara’s recent defection to the APC. The very man Wike handpicked, groomed, and installed as his successor has not only broken free from his control but has aligned with the ruling party on his own terms.

The symbolism is crushing. When Fubara recently met with President Tinubu, he went alone. No Wike hovering in the background. No godfather pulling strings. Just a sitting governor engaging directly with the president, as is his constitutional right.

Constitutionally, a sitting governor who decamps carries the weight of being number one in his state the chief executive, the commander of state resources, the holder of the people’s mandate.

Wike, meanwhile, watches from the sidelines, a minister without a political base, a godfather without godchildren, a king without a kingdom.
Fubara’s defection is not just a political move; it is a declaration: “I am my own man now.” And in that declaration lies Wike’s greatest defeat. The structure he built, the loyalty he commanded, the fear he instilled all of it has evaporated. The man he made governor has become the man who rendered him irrelevant.

A Footnote in the Making

History is filled with politicians who mistook noise for power and visibility for relevance. Wike’s next few moves will determine whether he reinvents himself as a durable political force or fades into the long list of once-powerful actors overtaken by new alignments.

But the signs are clear. His options are narrowing. One path is to formally align with the APC, rebuild loyalty, and negotiate relevance within a new power structure where he is no longer the alpha but merely a contender among many. That route requires humility, strategic restraint, and a willingness to play the long game qualities Wike has never been known for.

The alternative is political isolation: retaining a strong voice but losing the ability to translate that voice into action, influence, or outcomes. And given how he has conducted himself, how he has burned bridges and made enemies with reckless abandon, isolation seems the more likely fate.

Nigerian politics does not forgive those who overplay their hand. It does not reward those who mistake temporary utility for permanent relevance. Wike served his purpose disrupting opposition, enabling power consolidation but purposes expire. And when they do, the ruthless machinery of politics discards those who are no longer useful.

We want him to go into political oblivion. Not out of cruelty, but out of justice. He destroyed a party that served millions of Nigerians. He elevated personal ambition over collective good. He weaponized political structures for vendetta. Now, those same structures have turned against him.May he live long enough to see every scheme unravel. May he live long enough to witness his name become synonymous with betrayal. May he live long enough to experience the isolation he inflicted on others. May he be relegated in every room he enters, as he relegated those who dared oppose him.
In politics, yesterday’s king can quickly become today’s footnote.

Nyesom Wike is learning this lesson the hard way. And frankly, he deserves every moment of it.
The kingdom is lost. The subjects have rebelled. The godfather has been dethroned.
Welcome to political oblivion, Mr. Wike. You’ve earned it.