Zero Salute To A Four Star Casanova

By

Mahfuz Mundadu

mahfuzmundadu@gmail.com

 

Recently the political tempo in Nigeria is changing. From bad to worse of course. Those that  His imperial majesty of the recent past loved to hate have been conditioned to reciprocate the macabre dance of  the Nigerian Pol Pot with similar dose of alacrity. It did not really take long for the then Aso rock tenant to realised that life outside Aso is definitely going to be one hell that should be avoided at all cost. Hence the birth of sad term. Sorry… third term. Though as Gambari it does not sound dissimilar to yours sincerely.

This gave birth to the idea of hand picking somebody that could be relied upon to, at least keep the cupboard that housed scores of skeletons of different sizes and shapes under lock and key. Hence the emergence of a servant leader. In him the randy C-in-C saw a dummy.  Zombie no go talk unless you tell am to talk… zombie ? Guess who said so ? The most efficacious thorn in the flesh of the emperor.

Secularists government where ever they are never claim to be moralist. Therefore, some measure of immorality, damaging as it has always been, is one thing that the society came to always expect from its inept and corrupt rogues shamelessly parading themselves as leaders.

I neither envy nor admire the husbands of those his female appointees. For me DNA test to any product of post service delivery should not be seen as a bad idea. Not that I for one, is thinking or trying to think, saying or trying to say… anything! At least in the words of Ibrahim Khaliylullah 'walakin li tad ma inna qalbiy'… just for me to be dead certain.

Yet the can of worms spilled over by Daddy's spoilt brat was a real Hurricane Katherina. Even if the accusations are empty and unsubstantiated it, in reality makes people like Bill Clinton in the Monica Lewinsky's saga look like a saint. How dare could one contemplate such an insane and animalistic albeit, heinous crime against the collective psyche of humanity. Wherever Giacomo Girolamo Casanova is, given the opportunity he will definitely be turning blue with envy. The conduct of this chicken farmer cum chics-chase- maniac  will no doubt make an interesting study to a psychoanalyst.

That the accused maintained sealed lips does not seem to help his course. In the circumstance silence could not be golden by any stretch of imagination. Indeed it is a charcoal. I could not really decipher with certainty what must have been going on in the minds of those that share the same category of his national (dis) honour.

If  those charged with the responsibility of conferring national honours should measure up to their shared responsibility they should, as a matter of necessity, commence the process of stripping this recipient of  his national honour before the eventual dishonor. Or else some will be compelled to start seeing his as a grand criminal of the federal republic (gcfr). All the letters are in the smallest size of the characters available in the ballot box  I love to call my laptop.

We are collectively guilty of allowing such a personality ascension to the high position of leadership. Though his, is power without responsibility. Nonetheless this has in no small measure dimples the image of  this country and its citizens amongst the comity of nations.

The randy general is, at present a student of theology in one of the Nigerian universities. In a couple of months he will be found worthy in character  ( whatever that means) and learning and will thus, be conferred with the Bachelors degree in theology. Given the needed authority from my alma mata's senate I will then change mine to Spinster . With that he may even contemplate setting up his place of  worship. Out of respect, I do not want to call it a church. And who ever you see on that pulpit in that place of worship may not necessarily be a man of God but Casanova in a Cassock, apology to Adamu Adamu That is another meaning to the acronym C-in-C. Hip … hip … hip … HORROR!