Obaseki’s unfruitful war with defenceless women

Incumbent governor of Edo State, Mr Godwin Obaseki, is at it again. Like unsettled schoolboy he folds up the sleeves of his shirt for fights! What battle, this time again? Haven’t we seen enough of the seasons of needless exacerbated duel with his backer and former boss, Adams Aliyu Oshiomhole? His episodic fisticuffs with Oshiobaba have been frozen, it seems.

Indeed, Governor Obaseki has done well ridding Edo bushes of the vipers. Edo bushes are serpent-infested, you know. Therefore, his fights are to fumigate the scrubs. Bravo, my‘ ‘Wake and See’; Anthony Joshua has come to our rescue.

A dissident you are! This is violence that you and your ‘Torgbas’ tribe always cite as a good example. Violence is the choice weapon of the impotent. It has grave repercussions. Aren’t you ashamed to call your principal a prized fighter, with the barrel chest of the Gorilla? Better be forewarned. A boxer, who kicks everybody in and out, will one day get the sucker’s punch. Along the way, what battle has my man not fought and won? We are the conquerors. Oh, you are the conquerors that turned the state a conquered territory!

That a man has “Native Insurance” shouldn’t make him dare those who wore him the scary mask. A man can’t be afraid of the very masquerade he had draped. We are not scared of the night. Mark you; your man has just drawn the biggest fight with the spirit beings. What? A fight ‘Joromi’ couldn’t survive by. When a man is obsessed with wrestling the mortals, he would sooner or later challenge the ghosts to a duel.

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Tony Aziegbemin, is a thick-set Russian-groomed, whom your man had insolently picked as his latest contender. Don’t you underrate the Russians and their iron chains. A wasp without a nest can’t sting hard. You are sure to a Pyrrhic victory by the ‘Pin Deep Pin’ (PDP) showdown. Pyrrhic? Oh yes, a victory in which the champ is blinded for life and the rival dies.

You must be out of your mind to say my man is fighting the women, the weaker vessels. A man who thinks the hens are toothless should know that they swallow the stones which he, who bears the teeth can’t even chew. You are petty to tag them as ‘weak’, whereas they are the invincible backed by the invisibles. The spirit beings, who overwhelmed ‘Joromi’, would do same to you man. But, the ‘Joromis’ easily ‘sniff the raw pepper’ from the burning fire like the Fulani cattle.

In the case you don’t know. ‘Joromi’ is a lyrical mythology of the Edos, as adapted by the hit-song waxed by Victor Uwaifo, the music legend.

Your man, through his letter-writer, Osarodion Ogie, dared the forceful women of Edo and their National Council of Women Society (NCWS), to a dicey ‘Joromi’ versus the Spirits’ bout. By the encounter you will hear Gbriiiiiiiiiiiiii’ Balderdash! What is that supposed to mean? I am so sorry for your utter confusion. A baby strapped on its mother’s back. Gbriiiiiiiiiiiiii’ is deep down deep; bottomless in meaning. Being the uninitiated you can’t interpreted it. Who desire your fetish initiation? It is you and the ‘Togbas’ mobs that relish walking the ‘dark lanes’. That is why you all act before thinking.

Your man, his second-in-command and his typist, a troika Musketeers and the hordes of Halleluiah chorus men, wouldn’t have the sense of smell of the hunting dog. That our women have come as comers and have become. What are the motives for sweating out with an all-female non-state actor group, who runs independent from the state? Why did your man cancel NCWS election in Edo and issued threats? Why has the state usurped the primary duty of the police, who carry out arrests, if it wasn’t a witch-hunt?

Bloody journalists. You’re always the same. Restless! Rigid! Retaliatory! Rebellious! Recalcitrant! You turn Olumo Rock into Mount Cameroon. You are the Mr. Hate, who promotes hate comments. Won’t you leave us in peace? Without your yellow reports, humanity would be relieved.

I will excuse your infantile oral ejaculations and terminological inexactitude. There you go again, using your ‘Igodomigodomanic’ bombardments to author more public confusion. Isn’t it your brashness, brawn and brawls that rule Edo street? Aren’t you the mastermind of the fisticuffs of orgasm at the mere whiffs of your “Wake and See” fella? You are the greenflies that pester our man, because he declined giving your kind the brown envelopes. Does the fly go after brown envelopes? The only magnetic field attracting the greenflies is the offensive smell they ‘Wake and See’.

There is a wide gulf between ‘John-Alice(s)’ and the ‘Torgbas’. The latter itches for the jumbles, chanting ‘Ogbane’ (It is complete; Our Bread Is Buttered). The former are the dogs of war who swallow the oddities, in order to gift others his only ‘cup of cold water’. Like the jingled-hunting dogs, who after hunting expeditions, have nothing but the gritty chase and hullaballoos for a trophy to behold.

Just a takeaway for your man; ‘Wake and See’ is nothing, but sour and blundering”. Edo women, your so-called ‘weaklings’ are the very ones who crush the political manipulators and sweep their feet off Edo streets.