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AFRICAN dictators; Beware!!! It's a new dawn



In the race for progressive societies, the quest for modernity and advancement; the basic form of Government universally agreed and accepted as constituting the most ideal and potent for promoting the platform and umbrella for individual self expression, development, and advancement without repression of any sort Is Democracy; the Government of the people, by the people and for the people according to Abraham Lincoln. It is rather unfortunate that since the attainment of independence by 98% of African nations, many have witnessed democratic - dictatorial regimes, as far stretched as the past can be recollected. This is a paradoxical situation that throws one into some moments of “awe”, from south Sudan’s Omar al – Bashir (28 years rule and counting) to Paul Biya of Cameroon (35 years and still counting), down to Paul Kagame of Rwanda (17 years and still counting) and recently ousted former presidents in Yahyah Jammeh and Robert Mugabe of Gambia and Zimbabwe respectively. The rule of clenched fist mounted upon the staff of political authority has made many dictators under the camouflage of democracy only want to vacate the Seat of authority by the sting of death.
However, recently the will of the masses has began to take hold and is making sway across Africa; in the month of December 2016 ; the people of Gambia had their say via the electoral ousting of dictator Yahya Jammeh who had ruled for 22 years running and still wanted more of the ice cream of political frivolities. Even with stench refusal and watery electoral rigging claims upheld by the dictator, the combination of public pressure and political centripetal force from the ECOWAS, AU, United Nations and other international bodies and watch dogs, eventually removed the cracked bone with toppings of meatiness from the salivating glands of yahyah Jammeh. Years of oppression, unopposed rule, short sighted economic policies and many more negative outcomes oozing from stench individualism was challenged by the previously mute and assumedly dumb populace. In sociological analysis of social change, in the application of relative deprivation: the theory states that; the persistent public perception of a gap between what ought to be and what is; will eventually trigger the thirst and fire for social change or transformation.
As if the above incident was just the ice topping, Zimbabweans in conjunction with military aid, defied all odds and ended the 37 year old political suppressive rule of Mr. Robert Mugabe. The wind of political change has held ground this year (2017), and this is an indicator to fact that more surprising political outcomes are coming forth which will shake the political landscape of Africa.
Meanwhile, many African nations are still tied down systemically and stylishly to dictatorial rule; from Cameroon to Chad, to Eritrea, and Equatorial Guinea, Algeria and Djibouti and with over the years stylish garnering of political card stacking in Nigeria politics and several other versions in many Africa nations; the effrontery posed by “misrule” to challenge the misruled and to continue to boast on the immunity of contaminating political players all around Africa, the mindless enthronement of self seeking wills, the evil joy derived from seeing lives turning to spoils,  the no – regard status for human right and human lives, the extortions and pilfering, the exploitations and extortion; all these are the nature of dictatorial rule which bemoans majority of African nations either systematically or stylishly. The current political enlightenment sweeping across Africa should keep all of dictators on their feet, because they will all eventually get ousted and relegated.
I will drop off with this; when old wines are continuously poured into new bottles to rebrand them, refrigerate them, and the people keeps drinking without sound knowledge, one day the same persons will get to taste new wine in new bottles elsewhere and then; the difference will become apparent, which will lead to the dumping and disposal of the deceitful versions. Dictators all over Africa: beware it’s a new dawn!!!!!




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