By Christopher Ambe
One
of Cameroon’s seasoned and finest journalists is no more. Michael Sam Nuvala Fonkem, aged 62, Public Information Officer for the United Nations Organization in
Cote D’Ivoire, died last Thursday October 8 in Buea, after a protracted
illness.
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Late Sam Nuvala Fonkem |
The Cameroonian journalist assumed the post of
Public Information Officer for the United Nations Operation in Cote d’Ivoire (UNOCI) in 2010, after practicing critically
objective journalism in Cameroon for many years.
The veteran journalist,
ace broadcaster and commentator who had worked for Cameroon state-owned audio-visual
CRTV, was also a journalism teacher for several schools including the
Department of Journalism of the University of Buea.
After his “voluntary
retirement” from the Cameroon public service as a journalist, he practiced with
the independent media briefly and wrote a column in The Post Newspaper, called Snap Shots in which he commented on, and
x-rayed, issues of public interest.
Sam-Nuvala Fonkem
graduated in 1976 from the International School of Journalism, Yaoundé (Ecole
Suprieure de Journalisme de Yaoundé-ESSIJY) and thereafter was integrated in
Cameroon public Service.He would later become a Cameroon presidential correspondent
under the Ahidjo regime.
His critical journalism landed him, several times, into
problems with the Ahidjo/Biya Regimes. He was arrested on several occasions for
speaking the bitter truth about the ‘bad governance’ of the country and at one
time he was detained for almost a year at the Nkondengui maximum security
prison, Yaounde
As a journalist/broadcaster, some admirers described Sam-Nuvala
Fonkem’s voice as golden, others said it was authoritative.
Sam-Nuvala Fonkem recently authored
several books including but not limited to “Incisive Journalism in Cameroon:
The Best of Cameroon Report
(1978-1986) and “Snap Shots: An x-ray of
Cameroon’s Democracy, Governance and Unification”
He was married to Mrs.
Immaculate Fofung Fonkem, an administrator-general of Penitentiary
Administration in Cameroon and Director of the National School of Penitentiary Administration,
ENAP Buea.He is a father of several children
In 2012 the beloved couple celebrated their
silver jubilee in holy matrimony.
Sam Nuvala Fonkem's funeral programme is yet to be announced.
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COMMENTARY:
Sam Nuvala Fonkem:A Journalism Hall of Fame
Heaven must have great demand for excellent broadcast journalists. How do I know ?
By Boh Herbert
Well – what else do you want me to say? How does one explain the loss, in rapid succession,
of the likes of Epsy Ngum, Ben Berka Njovens, Charles
Landze, Akwanka Joe Ndifor, Anne Nkwain Nsang, and more? How do I
explain that God has just called back to Him the phenomenally gifted Sam
Nuvala Fonkem?
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Boh Herbert |
O’Sam, as he was affectionately
called, passed into glory in Buea, Cameroon. No medical cause of death
has been given. Except, of course, the sweeping cause of death in
Cameroon known as “following brief illness” which has been mentioned in
every obituary so far. The announcements do not also clarify if O’Sam
was in Cameroon on vacation from Abidjan, Côte d’Ivoire, where he has
now served several years with the United Nations.
Whatever the cause of death, one thing is clear: Cameroon has lost one of its finest journalists – ever.
God forbid that I pretend that O’Sam
was my colleague-colleague. It would not be wrong to suggest that he
probably had the status of an idol. A long line of junior colleagues,
including yours truly, looked to him for help in being a deserving
journalist. Long before many of us became journalists, it was an honor
to role play the amazing Sam Nuvala Fonkem.
After journalism school, we relied on
the likes of O’Sam to learn how to apply academic learning to everyday
practice. He never disappointed. He was a senior editor, a big bro, a
mentor, and an inspiration… a true master of the art of journalism and a
proud son of the Bali Kingdom of the North West Region of Cameroon.
This to admit that I lack the critical biographical and background information to write a professional tribute on O’Sam.
However, it feels to me that I
would not have buried this big brother if I did not openly confess what
an impact he made on me.
Even after many years away from a radio microphone,
it is my view that O’Sam dies with his stock as a journalist still
soaring. He dies a darling to radio listeners across Cameroon; untainted
by the “gombo” world of “two for five francs” journalists that pollute
Cameroonian journalism today. He goes to his final resting place as he
lived his life: unapologetically disgusted by the propaganda machine
that state media was in his days has remained over these many years in
Cameroon.
The beautiful baritone voice that has
gone silent served a man whose lifetime was dedicated not only to
excellence in journalism, but also to the use of journalism to fight
corruption, decry misrule, afflict the rich and powerful and defend the
interests of the people, notably the welfare of Southern Cameroonians.
O’Sam loved his drink and was, by my
estimation, a heavy smoker. Spotting the traditional “danchiki”
sleeveless shirt which he loved to wear, and bringing along his best
High Life, Bottle Dance or “Banghalum” music on one of those old-time
cassettes, O’Sam would help out the bartender whenever the right music
was wanting and the ambiance during the happy hours he loved fell to the
dull end.
O’Sam never hesitated to tongue lash
those who abused the power invested in government. He was never afraid
to go after those he called “the bastards, lording it over my people”.
O’Sam did not hide his disdain for politicians who had their palms
greased. He lacked patience and, I would even dare say he lacked respect
for those who had no balls to speak up. Those who chickened out when it
came to defending the truth, or ensuring that they effectively
represent their constituents or rebel against singing the propaganda of
the regime. Taking on Members of Parliament for not speaking truth to
power, O’Sam lambasted MPs – on “live” radio – describing the
parliamentarians accused as nothing but “hand clapping monkeys”.
The always grinning, always smiling,
always laughing and ebullient O’Sam believed (like one of his former
colleagues turned cabinet member, Henri Bandolo), that Cameroon’s
government at any given time counted several “idiots”. Too many idiots
are ministers in this country, Bandolo was quoted as telling fellow
journalist while he was still at Radio House. “If these idiots managed
to become ministers, what about someone with brains like me?” Bandolo
wondered aloud. This was several years before the late Bandolo was
invited to join what he considered “the idiot club” in power.
Many who knew not how anyone could
muster the courage against a regime with power of life and death over
its citizens, simply dismissed O’Sam as crazy. Some even suggested that
he had to be stoned each time he dished out those his sharp words on the
air.
His admirers could not care less. They
loved and cheered his courage. As junior colleagues and students, we
were inspired by it. When our turn came to call a spade by name, we
largely followed the trail that courageous journalists like O’Sam had
blazed. That trail included being suspended from broadcasting for
speaking the unpleasant truth. It included going to jail. It included
seeing his hair shaved against his will at Komdengui Prison. He served
time in that big house; and, of course, he faced injustice at the hand
of judges of the dictator’s kangaroo courts.
Speaking of jail, it is my belief that
O’Sam married the love of his life: an amazing woman who headed the
Female Prison at Mfou (outskirts of Yaounde). Thanks to her, yours truly
(then one of the BBC correspondents in Cameroon) got access to the then
political prisoner, Barrister Yondo Black. This was shortly before
Black was freed from detention in 1990 after being briefly held and
tried on charges of trying to form an opposition political party.
If I had my way in a sovereign
Southern Cameroons, I would be first to lobby for O’Sam being raised to
knighthood for his contribution to the struggle to restore independence
to Buea. In one of his last emails to me, he regretted that certain
Southern Cameroonians were letting their people down. The regime in
Yaounde, he said, seems determined to reject dialogue, electing instead
to be nothing except “master, conqueror and despot”.
As a journalist, I would like to argue
that Sam Nuvala Fonkem is a most deserving candidate for any future
Southern Cameroonian Journalism Hall of Fame. O’Sam needs to be
recognized and celebrated – not just mourned – for his role and
activism; but also for his courage and sacrifice in defense of press
freedom and of freedom of expression.
It is not in doubt that O’Sam also had
a big heart and a big mouth. He used both of these intelligently to
serve the most deserving causes of our time and of our people. O’Sam
loved journalism with an intensity rarely seen and practiced it with
integrity. He also made mentorship of younger journalists his business.
That is why for those of us (struggling to fit into the huge shoes he
leaves) O’Sam was not only our oak; he was our rock; our journalism
stronghold. Sam Nuvala Fonkem will be sorely missed.
Rest in peace, O’Sam!
Courtesy:Cameroon Journal