Miraculous ORAL Resurrects to Bite 'EOCOnomically' After being Pronounced Dead.

Did I recently hear someone say, “ORAL is dead,” and believe him? Perhaps I did, because he was, and still is full of miracles.

But the sounds of teaming 'Okadas' I heard across the oceans, fueled by a metallic bird's miraculous landing at the corridors of 'Obaak3' compound I am told embarked from a colonial powerhouse, still did not convince me to also depart from my instinct that ORAL was indeed not alive.

Until the swift miraculous welcome exemplified by the ghostly-bearded and bald patriotic 'tormentor' of corrupt officials who uses not a diamond hatchet confirmed with a press release on July 13, 2026, that indeed ORAL is still alive, and that the Okada engine sound that woke me from my partial sleep was from the 'EOCOnomic' street engineered by its obviously happy riders who in a conventional circumstances should be upset and worried, following the news they head about ORAL's sudden and miraculous resurrection from the supposedly wished death.

Their rush to the “EOCOnomic” street may have been driven by hopes of cashing in on future invitations by the patriotic and friendly “tormentor-in-chief,” as has happened before. Yet many have now deserted them and retreated to “THE BASE.”

Is it that 'THE BASE' has succeeded in repenting many from the spirit of 'no-matter-what' syndrome that previously bathed the trunk-sounding invitation the elephant possesses?

Or they rather resolved not to believe in miracles anymore following some unprinted words that swept their feet in the name of miracles and relegated them to the base?

Maybe, they refused to be part of a spectacle that mobilizes sureties to rescue anyone not in the base who they have come to realize can bite and smile at the same time, priding themselves with the act as their expertise.

Or, after watching a live fake immobility of legs short skits from a parador of gold bars coupled with the ones involving bald heads with visible thick veins and selected smocks that ended up strengthening and accelerating the once weak legs to now be frequenting the 'Judicial Compound house' of Ghana where he owns a comfortable but uncomfortable box, alias 'Witness box?

A place that has become another home for the once vociferous champion of the Akan airwaves in Kumasi who flaunts gold bars effortlessly on TV and known to have composed a viral short voice message underneath his bed via his electronic media station to president Mahama when uniformed men paid him a courtesy visit in 2025. He had a melodious voice, and probably still has it after breaking social media with it like wildfire.

Unfortunately, my typing fingers cannot sing that 'melodious' audio message, one judged as a master class show of a skill needed in the Judicial houses and boxes during cross examinations.

Indeed, that Okada sound miraculously woke me up! If there is one thing I will forgive the Okada riders at the EOCOnomic street for waking me up at an odd hour, it is a reminder they miraculously sent to all candidates of ORAL that after all, ORAL is not dead as they continuously profess.

What is more promising is that I am told they have more batteries, chargers, and 'EOCOnomic' fuel to invite and pursue constitutionally, even beyond 2028 all candidates no matter where on the globe they may be, including where a colored card give you a temporary or permanent place of abode, even beyond 2028. Yes, we all saw recent rehearsals on a pretty woman whom I believe loves 'Sradinam' and Sardines made in the U.S.A a lot.

This includes those who allegedly machinated or are machinating to have their cases' wings plucked so they cannot fly independently from the 'Office of Special Protection' to the 'House of Justice's head, to be sent to the Judicial compound for hearing. Knowing very well that the driver of the 'Office of Special Protection' mandate ends in 2027 when there will be political qualifiers and campaigns towards the 2028 decider to buy time.

To the renowned bald and ghostly-bearded patriotic and friendly EOCOnomic 'tormentor-in-chief' of corrupt officials, a financial crime investigator whose efforts is already penned in the good books of history to be celebrated by generations to come for helping save the national cake from the wicked who never think about baking more cakes for generations to come and have their fair share, instead uses every opportunity to eat all, even to the point of attempting to chew the trays that serve the cakes with their 'metallic teeth', I say the spirit of all lovers of truth, freedom and justice will always be by your side at the 'EOCOnomic' street of Ghana.

And to those to be invited sooner or later by the bald ghostly-bearded patriotic and friendly ECONonomic 'tormentor-in-chief' of corrupt officials, I say Obaak3!

I rest My PEN.
Mustapha Alhassan
Pennsylvania, USA.