The Sheriff comes to town and his name is Victor Smith

News report reaching us via the indiscriminate Internet was quite descriptive and clear: Mr. Victor Smith was at Ogyakrom ahenfie in force, saber rattling and screaming orders while his armed cohorts went from office to office parading the house staff onto the white-washed verandas and balustrades of the imposing and sacred edifice that used to be the last port of call of some of our ancestors who were forcibly taken out to the new world. Or Mr. Smith related to Asamani?

Mr. Smith apparently was at the big house to make one thing clear: we are back. He meant also that “we used your kokromoties to return to this house but we shall not be guided by the principles that led you – gullible ogyakromians – to return us to this place. And he was supposedly there with uniformed service personnel and some mufti-clad others who it was believed belonged to the erstwhile private army of Mr. Smith's former boss who fired him via the technologically efficient but the insulting means of texting on his cellular phone. We are yet to know for what reason big guy Victor Smith was booted out of his venerably violent boss' household. He used to be quite expressive in his media refutations and replies and lies and sighs and …, but poor Smith had to go.

But if Mr. Smith was acting on his own it is not clear. Being his own man he has been in the media a few times to refute – so used to it – and declare his innocence and lie (?) about the incident. Fact is the story he weaves every time appears to be so credible he could shame Goebbels. Could it be that he mastered that act from his former boss? If that is so then Mr. Smith could be “bad.” (I learned the other day from some doggs that bad means very good – it is actually lingo from the hood, if you know what I mean). Meanwhile there is no end to those who believe Mr. Smith acted in good faith … oh gullible ogyakromians, your sense of judgment has apparently fled to brutish beasts. Bill where are you? One of my classmates used to say British beats. Yeah, why not? … and defend that action.

Coming back to being his own man, Mr. Smith, after he was discarded as a bad habit by his former boss who also happens to be the owner, proprietor, damaging director and financial controller of Mr. Smith's party, was hired by the new head honcho of Ogyakrom, Egya Atta. And Mr. Smith worked his hands to the bone. He was quite instrumental in turning the tide of events at the counting table. He made sure his goons' presence was felt at the central counting center. He was the enforcer. The man's demeanor could shake the most intransigent kid into submission. He is big. What he eats, no one knows but imagining him doing justice to balls of the coastal corn staple – could he be from the coastal area too – could be a spectacle worth watching. And his eyes as they appear in his multi-layered spectacles could send chills down the spine of even the krontihene. And so he was able to intimidate the krontihene who is also head counter of thumbprints into quickly and hastily announcing the new chief even in spite of the fact that on the other side of the big river, my peoples party was being pounded into human beef.

Now the question(s) is (are): Is Mr. Smith the only member of the transition team? Why would he take it upon himself to raid the big house in the manner he did and who are the soldiers who accompanied him? Has Mr. Smith been accredited any military credentials to enable him assume command of a group of soldiers, and by whom. Where was the new sahene?

We Ogyakromians demand answers to these questions and we want Egya Atta himself to respond to them. We know him as the Asomdweehen but the likes of Mr. Smith do not appear to keep the peace he promises. If found culpable – or is it guilty? – we Ogyakromians expect Mr. Smith to pay a price for it. He may have to lose his membership of the august body of transitionalists who are charged with the noblest of acts.

Further to that Egya Atta must let his people know that for eight years we lived in peace – except that armed robbery was too rampant – with each other Ogyakromian and nobody came after us with soldiers as it used to be with Djato in the past.

Maybe Egya Atta can make Mr. Smith an errand boy at the big house since he (Egya Atta) would not move into the house which used to house Francis. That way he (Egya Atta) can keep an eye on Mr. Smith.

We honorable Ogyakromians are not used to being sheriffed and would not now or ever accept any sheriff, at least, not like Mr. Smith.