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28.07.2014 Feature Article

ℇℇbobɔ Ba

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A young man playing with his Facebook, like some presidents and ministers do, had said something about Arab Spring. Idling presidential prowlers for trivia quickly descended upon his employers to kick him out of his job. The pressure managed to get him suspended.

If one cannot talk Arab Spring, my compatriots talk and act upon demonstration. They are demonstrating. My compatriots now talk nationwide demonstration and demonstrate defying governmental pressure, intimidation and blackmail to scatter the act. Indeed, what seems like geographically the most widespread occurring concurrently has just been successfully held.

'Fine talk time over; roll sleeves and get down to work;' Yeah? After six long years? Of course six chop chop years will produce nothing but hardship for my compatriots. If someone, the occupiers and Organised Labour hadn't shown some teeth, they were determined that chop chop would stay forever. See all the loans they rushed through the one-sided congress law making process within a very short time! They eat for long and act in short.

Black rain Wednesday night preceded a Thursday historic Aluta. When Prince sang 'purple rain,' I was lost about whatever he meant. Now compatriot asking centenarians, nonagenarians, octogenarians, septuagenarians I wonder whether you have ever seen black rain in your lifetime. I ask you because I am a sexagenarian.

Things are happening, including a black rain happenstance. A curse or a blessing? Mankind (perhaps, minus womankind) tend to see black as evil. My Macedonian lady Australian factory co-workers wore black as a favourite colour. That fashion is catching on with our womenfolk and girlfolk.

Positive black bank account seems to be one of the rare occasions when black is good. Before the Macedonia experience, I had always associated black colour clothing with mourning. Black actually seems to be a favourite fashion colour in the Mediterranean countries and the Middle East.

When the universities were simultaneously closed down for the first time in 1974, no one could foresee then that events would eventually lead to a barbaric act of lining up compatriots, who we know today to have served the motherland better than their executioners, were tied to stakes and shot.

The motherland has travelled too far down civilisation to anticipate those bucolic behaviours in the twenty-first century. But the century has seen other ways of halting destruction of motherlands without guns and gun power. So of little consequence may be Black Thursday, the first in the motherlands modern history that Organised Labour has pulled off that action. No one is saying it is a harbinger of more drastic ones that could redeem the motherland from the stranglehold of corrupt congress thieves.

Not many in the motherland would have conceived of a Black Thursday being preceded by a Wednesday black rain. Any hope for silver lining in the Wednesday gathering clouds was crushed by the black rain that night. In Hong Kong, black rain is the most stormy and causes greater destruction than amber rain and red rain. Possibly, it is a sign of things blacker to come. So now we have a presidential dum rain without sÉ'. Dum has blackened silver rain colour.

For some strange coincidence Black Thursday did not fall on any other date than the 24 th July; one of those congress days which congresspeople love to celebrate against protests on behalf of the motherland. Let them celebrate for as long as state resources, the little that might be left after they have chopped everything, are not poured into them.

Celebrating mediocrity as an annual ritual against the backdrop of anguish, starvation, choking price hikes and downgraded social intervention programmes, benefits not the motherland.

The last time they drove the economy aground, they coined a mouthful do-little acronym, PAMSCAD.

I wonder what they will come up with this time.
If Kwame Nkrumah's death is not celebrated by the state; and if Kutu Acheampomg's death is not celebrated by the state, there cannot be any justification for any other death being celebrated by the state. We can visibly count the contribution of these two great sons to the motherland's progress.

In their Ananse trickery tactics, they say the prosecution is facing tough time because it is bogusly trying to take the motherland's money that was dubiously ferreted through a judgment debt payment ruse from the great deceiver. We shall overcome, one day, one day.

A taskforce is said to have recovered some stolen money. It was front page news. No one, though, will ever know where the recovered money, a tiny drop of the billions that have been siphoned out of the economy, will end up.

We want all the money back; ℇℇbobɔ ba! Premonition not; but were demonstration a person, I would say Black Thursday is a harbinger.

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