WHY BLAME SHIFTING?

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It is essential to recognize that what has occurred is already done and cannot be changed. Blame-shifting serves no productive purpose, and it is important to refrain from assigning fault to specific groups or individuals. As the tenure of the PDP in Benue approaches its end, it is disheartening to witness the idoma and igede people pointing fingers at the Tiv people for the failure of the PDP-led government. Within the Tiv community, zone A, Jemgbagh, and Jechira engage in similar blame-shifting, holding the MINDA people responsible for the shortcomings. Among the MINDA people, the Ihyaregh and Masive direct their blame towards the Nongov people. Further down the line, the Kaambe and Saghvev among the Nongov people have now labeled the administration as the Ndzoruv administration. It is certain that within the Ndzoruv community, the isherev and ishamior will shift the blame to mbabeagh. However, it is crucial to acknowledge that blame shifting is never a solution and will never be. It is unproductive to tag a particular group of people solely responsible for the failure of the state. Instead, it is more constructive to focus on understanding the challenges faced, identifying areas for improvement, and working collaboratively towards finding effective solutions. By moving beyond blame and adopting a cooperative mindset, we can foster unity, inclusivity, and progress for the betterment of the state and its people.

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