By Chuks Osuji
I have always said it times without number that of all disciplines in this world I, with the name Politics that I am the most beautiful bride all the time. Of all the disciples in educational curriculum, including history, which is my twin brother, mass communication which is my first cousin, literature which gives me all the literary power to express myself, English language which I regard as master general, mathematics which is always a hard nut to crack and many other subjects. I am indeed beautiful bride.
In actual sense, and in physical reality, I am not as beautiful as I claim. Yet people do not allow me(Politics) any slightest rest.
In current illustration I am wicked, deceptive, slying, mischievous, always bringing people’s heads together for them to knock against each other.
It is because people don’t allow me time to rest that I also give them sleepless nights. No matter how rich somebody is in this country or elsewhere, such a person will always try to win my love and friendship. It is because I do not have beautiful outlook physically, yet both the rich, the high, the low, the ugly and the beautiful still admire and appreciate me. That is why I find it easy to deal with people and to wicked them as many times as I could and to pepper their eyes severely in other to drive them away. Yet they will not listen. On the other hand, I enjoy dealing with people because they use my name and my influence to deal with others.
Indeed thank God I have developed the octopotic tentacles to drag them to position of stupidity.
For example, as a Marketer, whatever product I put out for sale as long as it has the word “Politics” they will go for it and die for it.
Take for instance, a political party seems stupid but very intelligent to market its presidential form for one hundred million naira. Initially, many people thought that Aspirants will not fall for it. But the leaders of the Political party knew that as long as it is Politics, they will go for it, fight for it and even do everything possible to raise money, including sales of groundnuts, Hydes and skins to buy it for their patrons.
Today, many clandestine association and groups have emerged as friends and supporters of big politicians (my children) to buy forms for their patrons.
Infact most of the money being raised to buy forms for their patrons or sponsors tantamounts to a beggar providing breakfast to the Lord of the Manor. What an irony of Nigerian Politics.
As the original owner (Politics) I laughed, laughed and laughed at those patrons, sponsors and galvating Political idiots who think that Nigerians are fools.
In the next few days this political party would have raised billions of naira since this money will not be returned and is not refundable. Rather members of the National Executive Committee,NEC will retire to the banks and to the board rooms to deposit and share this money among themselves. Wether or not they win the presidency would they mind?
Don’t you see how people, Politicians (my children) are fighting, struggling, killing one another to be nominated for one political office or another all in my name-Politics.
Mark my word, (Politics) today is the beginning, open your ears. A lot of things will soon happen in my name, Politics. Who said I am not a beautiful bride? Indeed, I am.
NIGERIA NEWSPOINT