Do not steal because the government hates competition!

Why do we burn petty thieves and celebrate our politicians? Who is worse? A guy who pilfers a few pesewas to buy bread for his starving kids, or a politician who stole billions of Gh Cedis he doesn’t need? On whom should the stones of our anger descend? Who should we lynch? A thug, who to earn some bread for his stomach snatches a ballot box or the politician, who, pursuant to stealing our mandate commissioned and underwrote that heist? Who should the armed robbers visit? The poor hapless Ghanaians, who are not sure where the next meal would come from, or the Representa-THIEVES, who embezzled funds mapped for job creation for these youths?

Why is it that the aphorism “Do not steal because the government hates competition” has remained the operative principle of our men of power in Ghana? Is it because we have empowered that with our silence, or because this cabal deploys the army and police force on any peaceful protest to break the will of the people and secure Ghana as their palm wine pot; thereby further consolidating our emasculation?

If the latter options in all these questions are the case, Ghanaians should do the right thing. They should start now to gather stones for the job at hand. They should get ready to tell these guys who the real masters are. George Bush got a shoe thrown at him in Iraq for what the Iraqis perceive as the devastation of their land. It is the duty of every patriotic Ghanaian to get his shoe and “namda” ready to be hurled at any politician that visits their localities.

For the politicians we should make the globe so very hot for them. We should never give the goldfish a hiding place any more. You guys have squandered our generation. We are not going to let you squander that of our children. Get ready; shoes will be landing on your faces pretty soon. You can ask George Bush what the experience is like. In Bush’s case, he was granted the immunity of occupying the powerful office in the world. But in your insignificant cases, the press will smile under the table and let us do our thing of hurling shoes at your inglorious faces.

Ask Mr....... (name withheld) what his London experience was like. This is a warning, you guys better stay put and start finding solutions to the mess that you have made of our homeland.