TDFrom a broken electricity grid to a bought crowd outside Windsor Castle — this is the full accounting of a failing presidency and the dysfunctional global elite enabling it
Let us start with electricity, because Tinubu himself told us to.
Electricity generation in Nigeria began in 1896, when the first power plant was built in Lagos — not 1806 as some romanticised accounts suggest, but still a century and thirty years ago, which makes what follows all the more damning.
That first plant had a total capacity of sixty kilowatts, which at the time actually exceeded demand. One hundred and thirty years later, in the year 2026, Nigeria has managed to go backwards.
Nigeria currently has the lowest per capita electricity consumption in the world, at a rate below thirty percent of the African average.
Africa averages 617 kilowatt-hours per person. Nigeria manages 144. We are not just behind the world. We are behind Africa. For a country that has been generating electricity since the Victorian era, that is not a statistic — it is an indictment.
Which brings us to the man who told you to hold him accountable for it.
Before the 2023 elections, Tinubu stood in front of cameras and declared: “A promise made will be a promise kept. If I don’t keep my promise and I come back for a second term, don’t vote for me.”
He said it. In his own voice. On video. He staked his second term on delivering twenty-four-hour electricity and ending the scandal of estimated billing. Now watch what he has done with it.
In April 2026, visiting Jos after a terrorist massacre, Tinubu reportedly told those assembled at the airport that one of the reasons he was staying only ten minutes was that the airport had no electricity.
“You have no light here, I fly out in ten minutes,” he said.
The President of Nigeria, arriving at a grieving city’s airport, discovering that the darkness he promised to end is still there — and leaving in ten minutes because he personally cannot tolerate the conditions he has imposed on 220 million people.
Peter Obi called it correctly when he said the situation represents a glaring display of disregard for promises and a lack of trust.
When Tinubu took office in 2023, Nigeria had a power supply of over 4,000 megawatts. Today it is below that figure, while tariffs have risen sharply.
He inherited a broken grid, promised to transform it, and delivered something worse. In rural communities, most of Nigeria’s fifty million families remain completely off the grid, with no access to electricity at all.
In over twenty-six months there has been no major power sector reform, no clear roadmap, and no sense of urgency. Nigerians are still charging their phones at roadside kiosks. Still running generators on fuel they can barely afford. And their President is in Paris.
Now here is what I will not do. I will not fall into the same trap I fell into in 2023, when I refused to believe certain things about this man that turned out to be true, and received one of the greatest political shocks of my life when he won.
I am not going to accept every unverified claim on social media. But I will look at what is in front of me with clear eyes and call it what it is.
What is in front of me is a man who cannot communicate coherently in public. He slurs through addresses. He cannot pronounce basic English words.
He lards his speeches with American street slang — apparently an inheritance of Chicago proximity rather than any genuine cultural fluency — and leaves his audiences genuinely unsure of what they have just been told.
His aides and allies, too frightened or too bought to tell him the truth, stand there applauding. No one in his circle tells this man he is unpopular, that Nigerians are not merely disappointed in him but have begun to actively despise what he represents.
He exists inside a sealed bubble of flattery and violence — because yes, his son Seyi has made violence an instrument of political management, something no serious president should allow his child to do unchallenged.
And then there is what Seyi did outside Windsor Castle.
A bombshell allegation surfaced that Seyi Tinubu paid UK-based Nigerians to show up and cheer his father during the state visit.
Meanwhile the Take It Back movement staged genuine protests outside Windsor Castle, holding placards reading “Nigeria is better without Tinubu” and questioning the president’s age and parentage — things that do not go away simply because you rent a louder crowd to drown them out.
There was poor old Tinubu in seventh heaven, convinced he had finally arrived in the inner circle of global power, that the world’s great institutions had received him as a legitimate head of state.
He had not understood that what he was receiving was not respect. It was courtesy extended to money. It is a very different thing.
Let me tell you about the man who received him.
King Charles III accepted approximately three million euros in cash from Sheikh Hamad bin Jassim al-Thani, the former Prime Minister of Qatar, handed over in private meetings between 2011 and 2015 — on one occasion in a suitcase, and on another in shopping bags from Fortnum & Mason.
One of Charles’s own advisers admitted that “everyone felt very uncomfortable about the situation.”
The British press ran the story for a day or two and then moved on. It was explained away as charity money. Perhaps it was.
But the optics of a future king accepting millions in cash through the back door from a Gulf state politician desperate to buy influence and social standing in England told you everything you needed to know about how that transaction actually worked.
The story of Prince Charles accepting cash in a Fortnum and Mason carrier bag is bizarre and grubby, consistent with Qatar’s broader ambitions to use vast wealth to buy influence in the British establishment.
This is the man Tinubu was so proud to be received by.
Charles is also the man whose private telephone conversation with his then-mistress Camilla Parker Bowles was recorded in 1989 and published in 1993, in which he expressed a wish to be reincarnated as a tampon between Camilla’s legs.
The conversation, whose authenticity was never denied by either party, caused such a scandal that hotlines were set up across Britain so the public could call in and listen to the actual audio.
The tape immediately damaged Charles’s public image and served to confirm suspicions that the Windsors were a sexually confused and frustrated family. This is the head of British society.
This is the man Tinubu’s son flew to London to stage a rent-a-crowd performance for. It told me not one thing I did not already know about what the British royal family actually is — a dysfunctional collection of pampered, out-of-date parasites with serious social issues, maintained at public expense and propped up by a press that covers for them when it suits establishment interests and destroys them when it does not.
I have no time for the British royal family. The Empire is dead. Selling Nigeria’s ports back to British interests was a serious strategic error.
Using a reception at Windsor Castle as a substitute for domestic legitimacy is a humiliation, and the fact that nobody in Tinubu’s circle told him so — or if they did, he did not listen — says everything about the quality of counsel surrounding this man.
Now we come to what is being built for 2027.
The African Democratic Congress (ADC) has described the 10.99 million delegate votes recorded for Tinubu in the APC presidential primary as an “unbelievable concoction,” warning that the figures amount to a prelude to the kind of rigging being planned for 2027.
Atiku Abubakar was direct: “The votes allegedly secured by Tinubu were written and fabricated. They do not represent reality.”
Sowore put it most plainly: “APC does not have 10,000 members. And if they have 10,000 members, there is no way they would all vote for Tinubu.”
In Kaduna, all 255 wards reportedly endorsed him unanimously. In Delta and Rivers, he secured complete sweeps of accredited votes.
These are not election results. They are stage directions for a performance whose intended audience is supposed to be psychologically conditioned into accepting the inevitable before a single ballot is cast in 2027.
We must not accept it.
As for Tinubu’s age — we are told he is 74. I do not believe it. The man’s physical condition, his perpetual residence in Paris, the frequency and duration of his medical absences from Nigeria, the visible deterioration in his public appearances — none of it is consistent with a healthy seventy-four-year-old.
Nigeria deserves to know the truth about the health of its president. His people deserve a leader who can stand upright and be coherent in public.
If God does not settle this question, then the European legal system — which has its own unfinished business with the documented history of this man’s financial affairs — will eventually do so.
I will say this plainly. I do not see Nigeria accepting another Tinubu term without consequences that will make the current administration look stable by comparison.
I see a Bangladesh moment. I see a people who have been pushed past every reasonable limit of patience reaching the end of what they will bear.
And when that happens, his own allies will tell him what the Jos airport told him — there is no light here, and you cannot stay.
Get out and vote. Challenge every result. Document every irregularity. Do not be disheartened if international institutions move slowly — they move, eventually.
The arc of accountability is long. But a man who made a promise on camera, in his own voice, does not escape it simply because he controls the counting.
Nigerians can do far better than this. They always could.
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Kio Amachree is President of Worldview International, a diaspora advocacy and commentary platform based in Stockholm.
