Controversies & Controversial Controllers

CONTROVERSIES AND CONTROVERSIAL CONTROLLERS IN AFRICA’S POLITY

My last encounter with one of mine bosom friends who I’ve known for ages to be a vocal and vulgar personality ushered in an abrupt moment of thorough meditation to my ever-sensitive senses. He confided in me and told me that the leader of one of the social organizations he happened to be a member was an “intelligent he goat”. Being a leader, the expression blew up my listening pleasure because I was immensely shocked over the degree of vulgarity utilized by the fellow. In order to suit myself, I embraced it as a humour. But on the contrary, he proved to me beyond any reasonable skepticism that that wasn’t a joke by presenting some convincing facts before me. What a world!

I grinned enthusiastically at a certain melodrama I ran into at one time. The scene had to do with an old man who was threatening his younger brother over a certain land dispute they were having. In the midst of the threat, he told him that, if not that he was his blood brother, he would had killed him long ago and convey his corpse to a thick forest. It was preposterous, and humorous too.

Let me face today’s topic squarely. You would bear me witness that, presently, the African continent in its entirety has been overwhelmed by the incessant occurrence of fathomless socio-political controversies coupled with controversial personalities. It’s only he, whom has been observant that would agree with this opinion. Whichever group you might belong, have it in mind that, my interest lies in the way forward because I’m of the view that we all are earnestly yearning for total uplift of the god-gifted continent.

Brethren, the origin of the ongoing pandemonium in African society is discernible. Frankly, myself have discerned it to the fullness. And, any discerning individual would agree with this notion. Honestly, virtually every member of the public is not quite attuned to the ‘origin’ in question; believe me, everybody bar myself seems to be ignorant of this fact. This was why I intended to use this avenue to inform the populace and as well tender the sole panacea to the anomaly.

Firstly, I want to let us know that, Africa is one great race bound by a distinct and remarkable colour. In spite of the fact that few were not privileged to possess that colour, it’s still noted globally as our common identity. And each of the individual countries that makes up the continent is being bound by this unique identity or endowment.

The paramount plight of each of these countries mentioned above is the inability of their respective leaders to acknowledge the single fact that, the country is made up of individuals of common heritage and blood. They cease to desist from the excessive love of themselves at the expensive of their subjects. This singular syndrome has been responsible for the ongoing societal decay in the polity in question, thereby constituting these incessant cacophonies and unending fracas. If only our leaders would understand that we’re of the same blood, then, these socio-political prejudices which I see as a pandemic anomaly would be a thing of the past.

Most of us end-up derailing tremendously especially when a crucial responsibility is entrusted to us. Being a controller ought not to be seen as a privilege to set the entire vicinity you’re bound to control ablaze. Have it in mind that one, whom has been called to serve in a certain position of authority, significantly and apparently has been found with no questionable character and worthy of emulation; thus, should not on any account consider abusing such impeccable honour or privilege.

Come to think of it; why must we see ourselves as people that are not of the same blood? I asked this because I know that the genesis of our predicament is the fact that we find it very difficult to see ourselves as one. Even if we’re not of the same blood or identity which I know for sure that we are, the only avenue we can actualize unity is to assume that fact. There’s no two ways about it.

Sincerely, that unique famous colour (black) is our identity, and that’s our blood; it runs in our respective bodies. The earlier we embrace that fact the better for us. That is the only fact that can liberate us from this heinous bondage, because, no one in his/her right senses would ever think of hurting or destroying his own blood. All in all, Africa is our home, therefore we must all work together to protect its dignity. Yes, synergy coupled with absolute sincerity is the best avenue, and we must embrace it.

My fellow leaders, we really need to readjust our countenances so we wouldn’t be stigmatized by our subjects. We must not continue to operate in isolation in order to hide our dirty lilies, else, they would be left with no choice than to address us as “he goats”. Think about it!

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COMR. FRED NWAOZOR

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CULTURE (Poem)

CULTURE


Centre of unity

For any

Given domain.



Ideas and arts

Produced in a

Particular domain.



Dramatic display

Of the peoples’

Pattern of existence.



A fantastic pepperoni

On a place

Peopled by a particular

Group of people.



Just like a cumin

Sprinkled on

A baked bread.



Oh, truly a

Phenomenal phenomenon!

Just as old as

The existing world.

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FDN NWAOZOR

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+2348099250401

The Red Machetes in our Vineyard

THE RED MACHETES IN OUR VINEYARD


Brethren, it’s no longer news, even to a day old child, that, the vineyard belongs to we all; but, it’s absurd to hear that it has been profoundly personalized by our fellow shareholders. You may ignore me or overlook my critique because I’m just meditating aloud, but very soon, I would be commenting loudly.

Please, let’s discuss a very critical issue. Has it ever occurred to your senses that, the manner in which your name, or better still your full name, sounds to the people around you matters a lot? From my perspective, one’s name remains his/her first identity because with the name, he/she can present him/herself in absentia. Having noted that fact, how people perceive your name ought to be of paramount importance to your person, rather than paying more attention to trivial issues that deceptively seem worthwhile to you. Pardon the digression, please.

We all know that machetes are very vital and potent tools required in any vineyard irrespective of the season. But recently, I’ve come to realize that, most of the machetes being used in the vineyard that belongs to me and you are not just red, but excessively red. Mind you, red as a colour can represent either a positive or negative interpretation; but in this context, we’re sighting at the negative notation of red which signifies danger. Let’s ride on!

The redness of their skins (bodies) is partly attributable to the transience of their sincerity, and wholly not unconnected to their respective deceptive instincts. In spite of the pronounced reddish nature of the stated skins, yet, most of us can’t comprehend the scene. As for me, they’ve become insufferable pests to our vineyard, with their individual uncontrollable and intolerable thefts and deceits. After all, millions of them had been caught red-handedly in the past whilst many are presently undergoing ‘unreliable’ trials.

Of course, they have been heckled by their subjects in several public gatherings I was privileged to be present. And, is obvious that such uncultured attitudes exhibited by their audiences were due to their deceitful and uncertain countenance. Frankly, my humble visage has abruptly turned sour as a result of the debris I observe daily in this gifted vineyard.

Initially, my physiognomy was tolerant over the poignant scenario. Subsequently, I came to understand that being a mere onlooker in a vineyard which everyone of us has a share would deter the vines from growing healthily. And such phenomenon would warrant unquantifiable death rate in near future.

Mind you, I’m not pointing any accusing finger at any of the machetes, rather, I’m trying to embrace realism here. For crying out loud, most of the machetes are red, thus, it’s high time we overhauled them before they turn the entire vineyard red. If the vineyard eventually turns red, I’m afraid, none of the vines would produce an edible grape; apparently, it would be tantamount to embracing the bloodiest platform.

Lately, the larceny and deceit found in these red machetes are generating ignominious scenes in the global circle, thereby constituting a ‘global warming’. Without mincing words, with regard to this ongoing global warming, I’m intensely afraid of the fact that, we stand to witness a complete futile vineyard in no distant time. Though, I’m personally of the view that we stand to restore normalcy if we desist from reckoning on those bad machetes. Believe me, embracing realism and truism is one of the recipes for the foreseen moment of fathomless productivity and endless jubilation.

Let’s not allow our vineyard become a byword for obstinacy and brutality. We ought to collectively endeavour to call a spade a spade. Any red machete is no longer useful; it should be considered as a rebellious priest, therefore should be excommunicated and taken away for thorough penance and deliverance.

My remarks so far might have discharged asperity to the fullness, but I want to sincerely let you know that it wasn’t a planned gesture. Kindly forgive my spasm of anger. Just that, we can’t continue to be tenants in our tenement. The time is ripe for us to ensure that all the ripe grapes produced by our vines would no longer be harvested with the bad machetes to avoid likely contamination.

At this juncture, I unequivocally disabuse you of the notion that, our vineyard can be well and serene again without fiercely taking those unwanted machetes to where they rightly belong. Yes, we need machetes for the ongoing cultivation, but not red ones.

Enough of this apprehension. I’m damn sick and tired of receiving the usual roguish expression or smile from their faces. How could the machetes we entrusted with our vineyard rob the vineyard in question? Think about it!

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COMR. FRED NWAOZOR

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