AprokoNation, let us have a family meeting on this matter of divinity and accountability. Our people - the Ndi Igbo have always been the original performance reviewers, and it’s a lesson our current crop of 'leaders' and 'men of God' desperately need to learn.
Everybody quotes Chinua Achebe, saying a man and his Chi work together. “Onye kwe, chi ya ekwe” which translates to - if a man agrees, his Chi agrees. Fine. But the real, uncut gospel of the Chi is far more revolutionary, and it cuts through the prosperity propaganda we see today like a brand-new machete through palm fronds.
Listen closely. The common knowledge is that your Chi is your personal god, the spiritual double who guides your destiny, fortune, and misfortune. You build a small shrine, perhaps a stick of Ogirisi or a carved Ikenga, to venerate this spiritual manager of your life. But here is the secret that separates the true philosopher from the pulpit profiteer: In traditional Igbo culture, you do not make any significant sacrifice to your Chi until you have achieved a measure of success in life!
Think about that. Your god is on probation. Your destiny’s guardian must show workings before he can receive one single kola nut or a drop of palm wine. If you, the man, have toiled like a pauper, your compound remains empty, and your barns are swept clean by hunger, you are perfectly free - A-na-emezu iwu - to refuse to offer anything to the Chi. Your hands are clean. The message is clear: Nothing for Chi until Chi shows good returns!
It is the most brutal, most capitalist, and most accountable theology ever devised by man. It is a system that enshrines the Ije-Awele (the successful journey) as the prerequisite for spiritual worship. Worship is an act of gratitude for results, not an insurance premium for a future miracle that may never arrive. Your Chi is an accountable partner, not an unquestionable dictator.
Now, look around our 'God-fearing' country. Our politicians fail us for four or eight years, the roads turn to rivers, hospitals become mortuaries, and yet, they rush to the nearest megachurch or mosque to offer the biggest tithes and sacrifices (with public funds, mind you!). They 'worship' their way into the next election, promising heaven while delivering hell. They demand our absolute, unquestioning, poverty-stricken faith in their process, even when their workings are nonexistent.
And our spiritual leaders? They preach blind faith and unending 'seed sowing' to a congregation drowning in debt, telling them to 'sow' into a Chi (or God) who has not yet delivered them a common bicycle, let alone a private jet. They demand sacrifice before the blessing, reversing the ancient, wise Igbo contract. They are giving the Divine a free pass, a blank cheque to fail the worshipper, while they, the intermediaries, collect their full commission.
The old Igbo man was wiser: If my Chi brings me misfortune, I can point a finger and say, 'My Chi is wicked!' or 'My Chi and I are not in agreement!'. I retain the radical freedom to critique the one force supposedly controlling my destiny. Where is that radical freedom in today's political and religious space? Our people have traded a demanding, performance-accountable Chi for a forgiving, perpetually appeasable God (and government) that accepts failure and still collects all the offerings.
No, my people. Let us return to the wisdom of our ancestors: If your god has not done well by you, let him wait. If your leader has not done well by you, stop the praise-singing. Demand the workings. Chi must show workings! The only faith worth having is one built on proven, manifest fortune, not on the mere promise of one. The original Nigerians were not fools; they understood that respect is earned, even by the gods.
