It comes naturally of course when we loath and shy away from politicians. They all seem to be doing some dirty business behind the scenes away from our prying eyes and later emerge with million dollar smiles or sometimes bloody hands. If not stealing maize, it is votes they are stealing and they always manage to get away with it. That is what we call genius people not barbarism.
For the past few days it has been extremely hard or shall I say inevitable to escape the clutches of these esteemed citizens. They seem to jump out of any crook and cranny as you walk in the street to shower you with promises which we both know will never ever come to pass. Anyway, like any civilized member of society, I humbly gulp down the crap they feed my tiny head and it goes right through me. I had to endure one in the library floor as he ‘convinced’ me how he would make the campus party run for a whole week. Poor guy forgot that the library was badly in need of books and sitting space which I was hot on my heels after.
Some care so much for their student supporters that they are much obliged to buy them a pot of ‘busaa’ to keep them awake as they preach their agenda. A few hours later, the whole entourage is dead drunk, sprawled on the floor. When they come around they probably will not remember who bought the beer or how they got their in the first place. The newly recruited supporters will be found in a certain eatery the next day confidently chanting slogans to another political aspirant or receiving money from yet another philanthropic politician.
A small encounter nearly changed my perception of the politicians and their antics. This very well dressed gentleman winged by a bunch of burly guys had the audacity to stop our scholarly ‘gang’ as we trudged to class oblivious of the fact that we were running late. I offered a hand shake but got an embrace and a ‘hello comrade’ instead. Oh yeah, you do not get that every day from a complete stranger now, do you? It was more of a bear hug really and I give him an E for effort for trying to look human. Let me just say my honest compliments always land me in trouble but it is not my problem, I am just a victim really.
Why politicians look so different a species from their fellow Sapiens is a question that has puzzled philosophers and scientists alike. The hate and obscenities that dog them are as old as Genghis Khan and Alexander the Great. Funny thing is, they are the people who command loyal armies to kill for them and comprise the crème de la crème of society and I wonder who is pulling the other’s leg, the voter or the politician or both? . It got me thinking, hey, it is a democratic thing and every man is as vile as the next but these brave men and women have to draw out the best out of them to rally that kind of support for their despicable behaviors. It takes guts and I must give credit to whom that deserves it.
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