Better or Bitter Life for all

 

When I deeply muse on how an arrogant and brutal cabal of hoity toity is tirelessly hoodwinking and dividing the hoi polloi of ill-fated Africa, like a bomb, I feel like exploding. I see a very fuzzy future of our hunk especially.

I’m not a medical doctor. But thanks to my knowledge in psychology, education, journalism, law and Conflict Resolution Studies, I can easily predict the gloomy future for Africa shall things remain as they wrongly are today.  

Look at how menacingly hunger, corruption, selfishness, dictatorship and all maladies are clobbering our people.  When all those calamities are claiming the lives of innocent people, some goons intoxicated with power are saying everything will soon be spiffy! It needs the courage of the mad for any African potentate to tell his people that their lives are going to improve while he himself with his stooges and cohorts are stealing days and nights. Only sheep and megalomaniacs can subscribe to such nonsensical lies.

Currently hunger, joblessness, inflation, mega corruption, impolicy and sick economies, among others, are the only things many people know in Africa. But again, the cabal of rulers that are looters is not affected. They’ve a lot of money robbed from us by the way of taxation, corruption, kickbacks you name it. Even the budgets of their dockets and those protecting them are not affected. Our education systems are clogged with ignorance and impolicies thanks to producing unthinking rulers that cannot envision the danger they are blindly inviting.  

Life almost everywhere in Africa’s becoming useless and meaningless for the poor. All essential items are exorbitantly expensive. Who suffers?  

But again, whilst the common bin-Adam is in limbo, the top dogs are increasing their emoluments and yum-yum.  While paupers are dying of malnutrition, the politicos and fat cats have their tummies full.  

Sadly though, when kamikaze boozers like me tell them the truth, they torture, kill or jail them. The same guys beating and jailing people are the same that promised people the whole heaven on earth! So too, they are the same honourable thieves behind all these miseries hoi polloi is facing. Ironically, they still have the guts to kill, beat and jail. Do they think about tomorrow?  Zing.

Importantly, it’d be underscored. Hosni Mubarak and Zine Adine Ben Ali faced the same situations and acted exactly the same way. My shew stone tells me that the same people they mistake of being coward and docile will one day turn tables against them, and their illusion and brutality will be the good sources of their cascade.  

People will nary live in lies wrapped in sweet and many promises of better life for all that turn out to be but sheer fiction. Though this is done as the process of waxing, in essence, it is but waning. Look at what transpired in Egypt, Ivory Coast and Tunisia. Do these brigands think boozers are zombies that can nary learn? This is but the “sign of the times” that needs to be read carefully and honestly. For the above mentioned countries are economically better off comparably.

Nonetheless, many provoking questions still boggle my mind. Is it better life or bitter life for all? How can life be better for all, whilst a few of us are living in heaven, whilst others (majority) are living in a hell on earth? Does this post-colonial promise of better life for all include slum dwellers, beggars, unemployed and all those suffering in the miseries for decades in Africa? Here is where the metaphor of waxing and waning comes in.  

How can’t better life stop being bitter if at all, if a few of our venal rulers and their sycophants are able to steal billions of hard-earned dosh without facing the music? Aren't we sick even feeling sarcastic of the ennui for being in bed with this inimical lot? What can such moral-bankrupt braggarts do apart from self-serving competitions as evidenced almost everywhere in Africa? How long shall we remain their victims in bondage?  

To do away from all this bullshit, indeed, we need to hit them where it hurts. Take on them like Egyptians, Tunisians and Libyans did. Our venal rulers, or call them looters, pretend to be an island so as to maltreat already maltreated boozers with deceit and tear gas.  

Going on smooching them shows nothing but malady and demise altogether. For how long are they going to gang rape us like sick minions? Happiness and life were created for all equally. We, thus, need to erase this anomaly so as to enjoy these beautiful rewards from the creator. After all, we've a short time to live. For we’ll one day die. Why were Egyptians, Libyans and Tunisians able to boot their tyrants out not boozers? This is but our challenge.  

People are afraid of death. Yet they die of and in miseries. It is better to die fighting for honourable life than living in a miserable one. Though death is the same, the way we die makes a difference. The death of a self-made slave is different from the hero. Who wants to live and die like a dog?  

No dog can boast of better life. Being a dog and being tamed are two miserable things a bin-Adam’d nary become. A dog’s a dog whether it is fed or starved. Fat and starved dogs are all called dogs. Dogs that live in the castles are more humiliated than those put up in the wilderness. No human’d think or live or be treated like a dog by another human.  

When one accepts “dogness”, indeed, “he” is done. Such a person is chronically sick just like the one torturing him or her. Sick are all who live in the miseries they see and know without taking actions. So too, are those that cause those miseries simply because they've power. Peppery relationship with tormentors is better than peaceful acceptance of exploitation and humiliation.

    Likewise, sick’s everybody that exploits another. Those that exploit, cheat and take others for a ride are dogs despite being overfed on the toil of their victims. So we’re talking about two types of dogs: overfed, underfed and over-starved dogs! Dogs are dogs. For, they all have masters. Without masters, a dog’s a mere wild dog. It is either a better or bitter life. But again a dog’s a dog. A human should nary be.

Source: Thisday July 23, 2013.