There is something almost formidable about your character and prestige that is unique to very few people, so few that you are the only one that I know, who can be associated with such dignity.
It is for this reason that I cleaned gutters and fought battles to ensure that you became President, a badge of honour that I carry, of course.
As you know, my homeboys in Ashanti say that shame does not befit us, “animguaseɛ ɛnfata Akanniba,” but there are those who actually debunked this claim by dragging us in the worst bogland of politics imaginable.
I am, utterly, disappointed with the hypocrisy of some people that you have fed and looked after for years.
I was at a friend’s office a few weeks ago where I met an appointee of yours; a convener of a group and favoured by your good self with a position for eight solid years.
He walked towards me with such haughtiness, almost making it seem like everyone else was an outcast.
Many years my junior, he propped his chin at an angle, looking above the heads of those around and said, “the olman fokop us, the olman fokop us chale!”
Other than his overbloated ego, his pidgin English was just as bad.
Honestly, for the first time in my life, I felt the urge to shove a straw in the vein of an egoist and drink of his blood. Luckily, those around did not know who the Olman he was referring to was.
That was what saved the situation. Addo D and her little brother were with me so I calmed down, and regained my senses!
This is just the tip of a colossal pile of hypocrisy that you have suffered. Maybe I should not speak! Then again, I believe that I should because it is impossible to impugn you, whatsoever!.
Let us just say that it is an evil necessity out of respect for very loyal folks who have done well in protecting your name and preserving your lifelong legacy of strife, suffering and endurance all in the name of making Ghana great again! I am proud to have come along, maybe at the eleventh hour, compared to your years of struggle in excess of fifty, to add to the momentum needed to propel you into the Presidency, a befitting tribute to a man born with honour, raised with class, and instilled with valour.
It will be a just cause to spend my last coin at the cleaners’, laundering the dirty bastards, just to soothe the pain of the few folks who have unquestionable loyalty to you.
What have they not said about Auntie Beckie, for example. This former First Lady was the biggest workaholic of her peers. Her footprints are everywhere to see.
For eight years, she worked non-stop to boost your legacy without a single scandal. A squeaky clean beauty by all standards we all are proud of; “Beautiful Rebecca”, as you would always refer to her!
Then there are those who claimed that you knew all that they were doing, especially that Lawrence guy. I have always posited that you knew nothing of what they did for two main reasons: the first is that they played tactical psychology with people’s minds to deter them from speaking by making believe that you knew about their modus operandi; secondly, the silence of the lambs who in desperation had all along hoped to get something small (nokofio).
Don’t forget the one who lorded over Ga and that ingrate who arhined over communication, starving the media and bullying journalists; those rats who were afraid to talk for fear of not finding any more crumbs on the floor to nibble on, but were loud when told to!
I hope you remember the number of times I came to complain about some institutions where chairmen were taking clients’ cheques with them home to pay off against 10% cash commissions. I do remember telling you about David and Goliath, Peter and Paul, and Cain and Able.
Then I got tired! At one point, I was coming to give you info on an issue that was of importance. One of the boy Ministers got hint of it through your secretary and busied himself in your office to interrupt our discussion should it be brought up.
Whatever I told you was of great importance, be it positive or negative.
Soon, I will talk about the worst galamsey ever witnessed under the Ghanaian sun, superintended by one of the boy-boy ministers without referring to the even worse situation under this new government. Mine is to address our issues as we search our souls and heal!
I will dedicate some fantastic literature on the very loyal service that the former Chief of Staff, Madam Akosua Frema Osei Opare, rendered to the nation, notwithstanding the many battles that were fought against her.
Future appointees must take cue from your loyal service to Ghana and Madam Frema’s honesty as she served.
Mr President, we can only wiggle our way out of this bog when we have fully understood the catastrophic crumbling of our foundations that we have already began to rebuild, and rebuilding means to remove the broken pieces out of the way. Yes ooooo, yes!
At a point in time, I kept quiet because I just didn’t want to disrupt your fine governance and the great social intervention policies that you introduced to ameliorate the living conditions of the citizenry.
Be rest assured that this nation is grateful for the compassion and empathy shown Ghanaians! Yes, the people, generally, are not happy that they did not vote.
They were and still are hurting. They abstained from voting, not because they did not appreciate your grand heart or were not thankful that you have always thought about their welfare, they rather abstained because they thought that the time was nigh to teach the ingrates within a bitter lesson.
We did not lose elections because people hated Dr Bawumia or did not want to vote for a Muslim, in spite of private campaigns that went that way.
They abstained because they believed that to heal well, the elephant had to be injured and pained enough to learn that with haughtiness it gets the rod; that in loyalty there is reward; that in selflessness is bliss; that in unity it will get a big fat mighty kiss! This lesson has quickly been learnt, and I pray that in our second coming, corrections will be made.
I am pained that whatever I, or anyone else for that matter, say, a fair share of insults will be rained on us.
Nana O Nana, then again what haven’t you endured, and when I landed onto the political scene, what insult hasn’t been hurled my way! Hweaaaaa, as my Nigerian brothers will say, weytin (what thing) I no suffer for dis wald (this world) jor? So please eh, make you no vex but I dey go carry your cross give you! Make you no worry la!
I remain loyal and dedicated!
Source: Fadi Dabbousi