Sunday Saintly Political Sermon With Papal Nuncio:

 

_The APC 2018 National Convention; The Armageddon That Birthed Today:_

At every turn of any new political dispensation, diverse characters emerge. You see the protagonists and the antagonists, everyone competing for relevance and posturing for the "buttered bread". Many become opportunists and barefacedly hijack the spoils while those who truly committed themselves: time, resources, etc and took the risks, the bullets and all manner of attacks are more often than not, shoved aside.

Today, on this Sunday Saintly sanctuary, let's dig back in time. Let's go back to the memory lane. Yes, the past of the bad and the ugly.

Perhaps, on this politically spiritual corner, we can afford to say the truth, hear the truth - the only truth and nothing but the truth. Yes, we can pontificate today, hit the truth on its head, be hard on facts and defy the odds.

But life is not fair, after all.

When I gaze into the space in thoughts and cross the ribbon of consciousness into a meditative trance, as per how long we have  traversed the lengths and the widths of political adversities to get to this point,  I shudder how unfair Politics can be. 

Rewind the world back to 2017/ 2018. 

Thrown away from the party of my political birth, though with its brainbox, we negotiated an uncertain fate. This was the time when the believers in the now emergent Political Ace holders were in the wilderness. Partyless. Haunted, hunted and scornfully derided round and about. We neither were PDP nor APC, matter -of-factically!

Come with me in this nostalgic dive. 

Today's emergent power structures were originally, then, quartered in the streets of absolute nowhere, in loyalty, belief without empirical basis, dexterity and the courage of a Daniel in the lion's den. The tides against them were reckless power players, surplusage of looted money, braggadocio of bloated  influence and political connections. There was no room for any negotiations. No match in what could be seen, felt or touched. They shut the doors air-tight. 

When the emergent structures appeared on the supper table, suddenly - eyes fixed at the diadem, they were accused and alleged to have broken into the room from the window. "Agbụrụ Oshi" was the label placed on the structures and the ardent believers in the challenge.

Hmmmmm!

Hey! Stop at the 2018 APC National Convention. Yes, hold the break there. March it down.

Who recalls those beaten and battered? Those manhandled and beaten up. Clothes torn. Daredevil touts shouting at them. Men ridiculed as though they were ordinary infidels. It was a political Armageddon.  The likes of Jeff Nwoha, Frank Onwumere, etc were on rampage against the likes of Chief Hilary Ekeh, HE Eze Madumere and Chief Barr (Nze) Franklin Iwunze (Ogbuagu Nkwerre)! The pictures are herein attached 

That Armageddon birthed today.

But, who still remembers, please?

A flood of hurting memories surge. Easy, boy. It's long over. The hunters have became the hunted. The power brokers then are now barren of the same.

But who are on the supper table today? Are they the same people beaten, battered and thrown away from their seats at the 2028 National Convention? Are they the 2018 hunters, now in new garbs, still on the table, dining and wining, and scornfully still laughing at their 2018 victims? Those they beat, battered and bruised?

Let's remember, please. Thoughtful forgetfulness is not fair. But that's the game of Politics - more reasons nobody preaches morality in the game!

...Back from trance.