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The Yoruba language is so deep. One of the first sayings I understood was, ‘O yo tan, o n wa b’ekun b’ekun’. The phrase is usually used when someone has all the imaginable comforts but has sought unimaginable things.
For instance, as a young boy, I would sometimes ride a bicycle on one of the two major roads of Itire, the ever-busy Musin Road, the other being Lawanson Street. Of course, some people would have seen me.
When I returned home, my grandma would pretend as if everything was okay. She would give me my meal, and while eating, she would ask me to shut my eyes.
Once I had done so, she would ask me if I could see anything. I would respond that I couldn’t.
She would now go on to say that anyone who dies will see nobody again.
She would then inform me that someone reported that I was riding a bicycle on the main road. She would tell me that it was like I was too comfortable and seeking some discomfort.
I went into the narrative to try to explain the positions of politicians who are in one elective post or another and are now trying to dictate which candidates will succeed them.
In my little wisdom, I don’t believe they have that right. In fact, their actions defeat the very essence of democracy.
If democracy is truly the people’s government by the people and for the people, then they have played foul.
These people’s actions are heating up the political terrain. Actions always result in reactions, which results in a vicious cycle that does nobody any good.
They should sit back and enjoy the comfortable perks of their office and stop playing god.
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