When you knowingly transformed the opportunists, mediocre, social misfits, and neophytes into "honorable", what would you expect to get in return? You will reap disappointments, idea-deficit, persecution complex, hatred, resentment of opposing voices, greed and fleecing of the nation's wealth. Because the opportunists have no reckoning of values, whether social, moral or family, beholding to.
As a nation and as a people, you cannot continue to cloud the stars around you and expect greatness around you and in the larger society. You ignore them, you do so at your own peril.
Yes, I celebrate the stars and cherish the visionary leadership.
When Dele Giwa died, I cried. When General Abacha's son, the lawyer, died in a plane crash, I cried. When President Thomas Sankara died, I cried. When Col. Yohana Madaki died, I cried. When Papa Awo died, I cried. And when Anthony Bello died, I cried. They were stars in their own right, within the friendship they kept, and a reflection of mankind, of a lifestyle a society, should yearn for.
Now, I don't cry anymore. I chose to celebrate the living and the stars around me and amongst us. It ought to be a beautiful world, a beautiful life. It brings out the best in us. Happy Sunday, folks.
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