OBIDIBORDOR REPUBLIC
For those who are 35 years and below, you might not know or remember the famous soap called Obidibordor. It was a locally manufactured soap with a lot of caustic soda. It dissolved in water more easily than table salt. It was the soap of the time. Its nickname was “Don’t touch me.”
Today, it’s no longer on the market, but our once-enviable Republic can be called Obidibordor. It’s become soft both internally and externally. Internally, nothing is strong for citizens to lean on. Everything is basaa!
Externally, the Republic is neck-deep in debt, so much so that if our creditors decide to call in their bill, we will be found wanting. And yet ‘yɛti sika su’.
Ibi Ghana we dey!
It’s the “don’t touch me” attitude that baffles the hangover fraternity. Some citizens have become untouchable—or feel so—no matter what they say or do.
A whole President of our respected Chiefs and Kings says stopping galamsey would lead to unemployment. By the way, why are some people insisting that they are kings and not chiefs? If they want to be called kings, no problem! Let’s just change the institution from the Regional and National House of Chiefs to the House of Kings. Simple!
Let’s go back. Hear some bishop too, saying that banning galamsey will result in a civil war in the Republic. Eiish… people are really threatened. But…
Ibi Ghana we dey!!!
My people, if we’re relying on the political actors in this Republic to stop galamsey, then let’s forget it altogether.
Did you hear what Little Dramani’s aplanke said? That when they come into office, they will teach them how to galamsey properly. Hmmm…
Another loudmouth from the Triumphant Patriotic Elephants says they won’t stop it today or tomorrow.
Fellow citizens, we’re lost ooo… If chiefs—sorry, kings—bishops, and political actors in the Republic are against banning this menace, who is Rasta to talk?
Even with the prevailing calls and cries for this menace to stop, My President hasn’t said pim, even though he put his Presidency on the line for this battle. Tweeaa… Obidibordor talk!
Ibi Ghana we dey!!!
There are protest marches, demonstrations, and even threats of strikes, and yet it’s still business as usual. For us at Hangover Associates, if this Republic of ours is going to be counted as a nation among nations in the next six to ten years, then we better kick this galamsey menace out by any means. No compromise!
My people, we should even stop mining in all forms for at least a decade. Legal or illegal, small-scale or big-scale. All of them should be halted. How many years have we been mining in this Republic? Look at the mining communities. Even my holy village, which has cassava as the only resource, looks better than all of them. Aba!
This Republic has indeed become Obidibordor. Soft to the touch.
Ibi Ghana we dey!!!
Please, please, and please again, those cathedral people should just direct their energies elsewhere. Restart the project for where? With whose money? After they religiously and magnificently messed up the place? They shouldn’t come and worry us ooo… We have important agendas to pursue. If they think anyone believes that audit report, they should go and ask Jah Almighty, for whom they claim to glorify, with that waste of $58 million.
Ibi Ghana we dey!!!
You see, in this Republic, when we get small poss norr we think we know everything. The Umbrella Commune suggested that the voters’ register had anomalies. The Queen of Jeans and her roundtable of Knights refuted it vehemently. Now, they invited them, and others claim all is well.
And there’s going to be another exhibition online for free. Free indeed! Are citizens not going to buy airtime and data bundles to cross-check?
Look, they better get things done the proper way for all parties to accept, and on time. Simple!
Don’t create room for people to doubt your credibility. A word to the wise might probably be in the east.
Have a wonderful hangover day and a good weekend identifying the Obidibordors around us.
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