WOLVERINES

 WOLVERINES

Have you ever noticed just how tactical most predators are, as they appear from the shadows, to mercilessly devour a wounded defenseless animal? As soon as they smell blood on the raw flesh of the scarred prey, and sense fear in their heart, they immediately show their carnivorous nature, as they move with cold stealth against the weak herbivore, with a mission to kill. It is the same with humans with a werewolf persona, who creep in the dark, awaiting for the downfall of their targets of envy, before they can show, face and feed off the negativity, and trauma of those they loath. Be careful of the wolves in your vicinity, for in the light of day, they wear masks to hide their identity, but in the still of the night, they come out to slay naïve souls with a cold vengeance.

These veracious wolves are the very ones who would make blood vows and bind themselves to deathly oaths, just to see their pre-conceived enemies fall. They will even go so far as to conjure up spells that chain their imagined foes, so that they live lives full misery and servitude. The most unfortunate part of being a prey is that you do not see these ravening wolves coming, as they are most often veiled in charm, beauty, and deceit, which is paradoxical, because they hate beauty, and are disgusted by love. What's more, they see love as a form of weakness, and hate more particularly those that ooze it, for they are envious of the fact that they themselves are no capable of generating the same kind of love. In fact, they walk, talk, eat, and sleep like evil doers, always dabbling in sorcery, so that they may sabotage, and manipulate people, to fall from grace. Evidently, everything these depraved wolves think or do is evil continually. They never have anything good to say about others, and soon as they catch a ray of sunshine crowning a soul's head, they quickly jump to block it out. God forbid that they should sense a glimmer of hope in one's aura, because they will work quickly to try to snuff it out.

These savage wolves are demon seeds, the spawn of the devil, ferocious blood-sucking monsters, diabolical and overall bedeviled lycans, who eat out of the devil's pot, with no remorse, while they target to silence God's lambs, without batting an eyelid. Never mistake their kindness for goodness, or else you will become a victim of their devious schemes. Moreover, their words are malicious, as their souls are darkened by the cardinal sins, and one jab of their poisonous lies will destroy the faith of many men. These hell-infested wolves hate humanity but what they abhor more, is the divine light found in children of God. When they see God's sheep beam and shine, all they can do is obsess about how they can siphon that abundant glory onto themselves. Best believe that these killer wolves get no wink of sleep, constantly lying awake in the night, plotting and planning on how to dim the light of God from His chosen, for their light reminds them of how vile, conniving, and cold-hearted they really are, and how they can never be children of the light, because they gave themselves over to darkness.

Heavens forbid that any of God's children be at the mercy of these wolverines, depending on their generousity, and co-dependent upon their energy. They will for sure not hesitate to take away their power, damage their souls, silence their voice, and put out their light. As for you, blessed one, you have to know how to make strategic moves against your nemeses, lest they drive swords into your back, and slay you before your time. The very first cardinal rule is to have ample knowledge and wisdom about your enemy. It has been frequently said that knowledge is power. Hence, most battles are majorly won by wit, as opposed to strength. Further, when you engage with your enemy in full wisdom, then you have already won half the battle. The second most important rule is, to never show up in a fight all alone. This means that you need strong allies to aid you win a battle, and who better to back you up than God Almighty Himself? With God by your side, the battle is already won.

Wolves are always hidden in plain sight. How you spot them is, by tracing their parasitic ways and leeching mentality. The third and most crucial rule is, to never become friends, co-sign a business, or worse, marry a wolf, because it will be to your own detriment. Remember that wolverines have nothing worthwhile to give you but a life full of pain, and heartache. In fact, they will take everything from you but will give you nothing in return. Nevertheless, if you do happen to fall in love with a wolverine, then best know that they will use your love as an opportunity to entrap you. Moreover, should you decide to look out for a wolverine, and then best believe that they will only look out for themselves. Further, if you are a constant source of money supply for a wolverine, then best count on them to drive you into debt. What's more, if you give your heart to a wolverine, then best wait for your takedown, for they will sacrifice your life for their own life.

No battle has ever been won in weakness or cowardice. Even the kingdom of heaven suffered violence, and only the violent do take it by force. In a word, you always have to be battle ready, and when the situation requires of you to fight, just like your enemies morph into lycanthropes for an attack, you also have to transform into a lion, in order to defeat your enemies. Unlike the wolverines, your warfare is fought on your knees. That means you have to be solely dependent on God, for these battles are most often spiritual, and therefore you cannot solve a spiritual problem with a physical ideology, for you will always loose.

That is why, as a lamb, God Almighty is your shield and protector. Know this that the wolverines know and understand about the light of God, and what it does to their crude souls. Many before you have fought the wolverines, and lost the fight, while others joined in and became one with them. Yet, a few won against these wolves, turned their kingdom down, and lived to tell the great story of how they overcame. It is not an easy road to travel in life, where wolves are constantly lurking in the shadows, waiting to pounce and take your life away. Hence, you must be vigilant, as the bible says that we should be as cunning as a serpent, while we remain as humble as a dove.

THE MAN OF YOUR DREAMS

THE MAN OF YOUR DREAMS

I have to start this creative piece, by being honest with all you my dear ladies. Many of us always claim that we desire Prince Charming to be the man of our dreams, when we darn well know that the Dark Knight is whom we mostly admire, and want to be with. The truth is that the Dark Knight can play us like a fiddle, and we will still gift him a mix tape of our favorite love songs. Come on ladies, you know that I am right. Prince Charming is safe and boring. Moreover, he is intentional, and loves you dearly, yet you cannot help yourself but crave for that non-committal player. Many times, you wish you would just infuse that rude boy's personality into the mind of your Prince Charming, just so that you can enjoy the best of both worlds. However, unfortunately for you, the choice is always of one, because you cannot have your cake and eat it, for Prince Charming has a good head on his shoulder, and therefore refuses to be juggled, or play the part of a substitute lover.

So, why then does Prince Charming have to be so terribly rigid? Why would he not just break character for once, and live a little? Yes, he is very respectful and stable, which is what you mostly admire about him. Nonetheless, he is so stiff such that if he became any stiffer, he would snap like a twig. Moreover, Prince Charming is your safety net, of which you cannot afford to lose, and therefore you must make it work with him, for the long-term benefits. You know that he is a man of law and order, and every step he takes or every move he makes, has to follow divine guidance. What's more, should you for a moment let him slip or slide from under you, you will find out that in no time, some Sunny Sue did snatch your Prince from under your nose. Nevertheless, the walk down the aisle with Prince Charming seems like a punishment, for when will you ever get the chance to play and live life, with Captain Stiff by your side?

Furthermore, when you think of longevity with Prince Charming, you feel a little cold, and cannot help but fantasize about your other option. At least the Dark Knight radiates fire, even though you are somewhat afraid of it burning you to ashes. It is obvious that you and your playboy are a complete mismatch, a bad idea, and an unsafe combination. You already know that the Dark Knight would very much like to cast you in the next tragic episode of fatal attraction, where you will the victim of a toxic love affair, and he will be the man that leaves you on red, who will also be on the run from the scene of crime, having backstabbed and betrayed you one too many times.

Yet, you are more willing to forgive him when he calls you out of the blue, three months after you had a mental breakdown, and despite of the red flags waving hard in your face, you will still go running back to his mouse trap, knowing very well that he will never change. Nevertheless, you like the thrill of the chase, and you are addicted to the pain and the drama, which keeps you in a trauma, worsened by the lies he feeds you. Further, you are obsessed with his pathological nature, and just when you think you can survive another emotional rollercoaster, you end up in that sunken place, but only this time, you drown from this crazy love affair. Deep within your heart, you hate the Dark Knight with the same intensity of love you have for him, and on goes, the sickening love-hate dynamic you both are chained to.

Nonetheless, when you are at depths of sorrow, crying over a man who has depleted you, and who does not care to love you the way you deserve, it is Prince Charming you always run back to for healing. It is the prince who is normally left in your corner, to mend the pieces of your broken heart. You know well that how you treat him is unfair, yet you always run to him, like Olive Oyl always does to Popeye, not only for his healing energy, but to also keep you safe from that barbaric Bluto. Yes, Prince Charming is the hero in your story, but he is dull and boring to you, and that fact does not seem to change, no matter how hard you wish upon a star, in order to change his personality, because you hold no such power. At this point, so many of those sad love songs come to mind, that make me wonder if this crazy love is a worldwide phenomenon.

Riddle me this my dear, exactly what do you see in that Dark Knight anyway? What is it about him that has had you stuck on stupid? Why would you want to risk your golden crown for a bad romance? Why would you want to jeopardize a lifetime of happiness, for fleeting moments of barbaric pleasure? Come on Princess, is this bad boy worth you risking your happily ever after? You know that I am asking you all the right questions, yet I am not sure whether or not you are hard of hearing, with your logic being stuck in the mud, while your emotions are hard bent on running wild.

To tell you the truth, it will take for you to loose Prince Charming for good, in order for you to come to your senses. After all, experience is the best teacher. To you, I am merely barking but when the universe finally steps in to take away your excellent opportunity, that is when you will wish to turn back the time, yet you already know that you can never bank upon wishes. Further, no amount of crying, chasing, and begging will let you out of that rut this time, once the door to Prince Charming's heart is completely shut for good. After all, you had excessively many chances to love him right but you did not, therefore, you snooze, you lose, dear sister.

Eventually, when you lose Prince Charming, due to immaturity on your part, I am afraid that the pain you will experience will be far worse compared to the pain that the Dark Knight put you through. As a result, your pain will turn into resentment, and then transform into sheer hatred, especially for the Dark Knight. However, this time round, you will finally see your wanderlust for who is really is, a bad omen, yet the damage will have already been done, and you, my dear princess, will have no one to blame but yourself.

Consider this, that when God finally lifts off your karma, after all your debts are paid in full, and all your hard knock life lessons are successfully learnt, He will perhaps send a King your way, the man of your dreams, as part of His redemption plan for your love life. Only this time, I am certain that you, my dear sister, will cherish the King better, and swear to never make the painful mistakes of the past, because you have finally grown to maturity, and gloriously transformed into a Queen.

A BLAST FROM THE PAST AND REBOUNDS

A BLAST FROM THE PAST AND REBOUNDS

After two divorces, six children, and two alimony payments, all over sudden Kunle, my soul kryptonite, has had an epiphany about us. He wants us to reconcile and relive our part-time love all over again. I guess rejection, is God's protection, right? Well, it is most definitely a rebound proposal on Kunle's part for sure. Of all his past ex-factors, he only thought to call me, for a reunion. Yet, once upon a time, Kunle was convinced that Mera, his first wife, was the one, his divine rib, until she viciously dragged him to court, wringed his pockets, and took him for all he had. Then he met Doro, who broke his heart, and left him struggling financially.

Now, he has become a nuisance, blowing up Betty Baijun's phone as if his life depended upon me. At this point, I am not sure whether to laugh at the irony, or cry at his selfish intent. Furthermore, Kunle is hoping that I will still be smitten enough to set myself on fire, in order to keep him warm. Nonetheless, I am still ignoring his never-ending calls for a reunion, as I do not wish to meddle in Kunle's emotional affairs. I also do not want to keep biting the poison apple, which keeps making me sick, to the point of losing my senses. Besides, I am trying to move on from my past, after twenty years of still trying to move on. I even turned into an ice queen, in order to wade off his advances, but unfortunately, for me, all the ice melted to water, with a simple hello on his part.

What can I say? I am seriously whipped, and totally sprung on Kunle. Yet, he insists that I am not being fair to him, by persistently rejecting his obvious attempts to bag me once again. Kunle is relentlessly trying to offer me his cup of love, yet the cup seems broken, and the love is non-existent. All his lies, fairy tales, and fallacies are still ringing loud in my head years on end. Thus, I am not trying to be anyone's rebound, even though Kunle is bent on forcing me into that sticky situation.

"Look Kunle, I have issues of my own, and therefore, I do not care to bear yours!” I told him off loudly inside my head, and deep within my thoughts. I obviously cannot voice out my reservations about him to his face, for the reasons that; I am too chicken to do so, and it is rude to do so, and that he is clearly in a pickle. The truth is that I cave every time I am in Kunle's presence, and after two long decades, this man still has a hold on me. In fact, it is because of him, that I cringe hard at love songs, and everything sentimental, for it is a cold reminder of unfulfilled love, which always leaves a sour taste in my mouth.

Fortunately, for me, I moved far away from my hometown, therefore, Kunle would not know how to locate me, no matter how hard he tried, that is, unless he went fishing for my private information amidst my siblings. Darn! This man wants me to flip and transform me into that naïve school girl once, again for his own barbaric pleasure. Nevertheless, I will not give in to his trappings. Rather, I must stay the cause, stand my ground, ignore his existence, until he gives up, and moves on to someone else. Strangely, I wonder why I am so tempted by this ex-factor. Why am I not able to let him down easy, by lying to him that I am happily committed in my non-existent relationship? "Kunle, I am sorry but I am seeing someone and we are very happy together!” is the set plan on my mind to lie to Kunle, in case we accidentally bump into each other.

The truth is that I do not wish to be the next ex-wife of Kunle, not that he has ever asked me to be his wife, though I am anticipating his next move, which is also a fantasy running through my head. Nevertheless, what is wrong with me? I am a well-bred, educated, and hyper-independent type of lass, therefore, I do not need Kunle to come and shake my kingdom down, by making me crumble at his handsome face and charming smile. On the contrary, I should in fact give other few good men a chance at my love, and stop daydreaming about this disheartened brother. What's more, it is bad enough that I have issues of vulnerability, and it is even worse that Kunle keeps swinging back at one, to poke at my wounds.

That is why I am constantly running away from him, putting up walls, and fortifying my boundaries, just in case of any possible triggers on my part. Hence, I really must emotionally move on from Kunle, and completely, and permanently end this cycle of an emotional roller coaster. Actually, I am well deserving of good loving, than breadcrumbs, with a sip of cheap ale. "I hate to do this to you Kunle, but I must move on, for my own sake", said I to Kunle deep within my thoughts. As a result, I am finally releasing myself from the friend zone, which Kunle had conveniently pushed me into for years, and taking all the benefits with me. No more playing nice, freely giving all of myself, and getting nothing in return.

Furthermore, it is high time that I google on how to take an eat, pray, love journey, for the sake of my future. As for Kunle, he has no choice but to lean on his other friends or family. I bet you that my girls will be proud of me, for finally taking a stand against my never-ending entanglement with Kunle. "You deserve better Betty Baijun. Leave that ungrateful man in the dust, where he belongs", spoke the voices of all my caring friends to me, inside my head. I am mostly proud of me, for finally learning how to love myself. It is a slow journey though, but I am taking it one day at a time. However, I am still afraid of reverting back to my old ways of being Kunle's backup plan but in case I do, please pray for me, or slap me senseless, whichever way you prefer, if only to bring me back to reality.

At this point, I could blame the devil for always dragging Kunle back into my life, every time I feel ready to walk on sunshine. Yet, just when I am at the brink of moving to better people, places, and things, Kunle re-appears into my life, like the ghost from the past. Yet, as soon as I am caught up again in the rapture of Kunle's unrequited love, he turns ghost on me again, and once again, I return to that sunken place, where I am left to pick up the pieces of my broken heart.

Well, it does not matter anymore, for this moment in time; I am determined to have my happy ending, now that I have learnt to love myself unconditionally, because I am a queen. "Goodbye Kunle, and I do wish you nothing but peace and happiness", I finally bid farewell to Kunle in my heart. Whoever said that freedom is coming tomorrow was right. My tomorrow begins today, with a happy smile and a merry heart. Therefore, perhaps I will be together with Kunle in the next lifetime. However, for now, I am ready for a new start, I am willing to go the distance, and I am definitely determined to ride this life, on my newfound wings!

 

 

THE MARRIAGE ACT

 THE MARRIAGE ACT

With the institution of marriage being so saturated with clueless adults, who go into it without proper knowledge or understanding, and who are not utterly equipped with the new age shock absorbers, will always come out broken, busted, and disgusted with the entire experience. These days, getting married is a risky business, because one has to literary give themselves over to another, until death comes knocking at their door. Now, a marriage contract is only meant for the mature men and women, and not grown boys and girls, desiring to play house, until they get bored, and decide to jump ship.

That is why we mortals should review the marriage act, make a few little tweaks, modify the set adjustments, and sell it as more appealing, as well as palatable for human consumption, with solid permission from God Almighty of course. Speaking of God, He is the one who created the institution of marriage and sanctified it, in order for it to be a blessing for His creation. Nonetheless, it is we humans who have ruined the holy sanctimony of marriage, disrespecting its values and principles, by breaking every rule in the marriage act book, in effect destroying they very thing that was meant to bless our lives, thereby turning it into a grimace experience.

Again, most of us have no idea as to what marriage is all about, perhaps because the importance of marriage was never taught to us, or maybe because we do not have great examples of healthy marital unions to emulate. That is why; I have come up with a few ideas that will hopefully revolutionize the change needed to make marriage a successful institution, starting with my nation at least, before I decide to go global with this ideology. However, before I share these golden nuggets of wisdom with you all, I would like to make a loud disclaimer that I, Betty Baijun, am not in any way a marriage counselor, although I do wish that I were. What's more, I am just a free thinker, with a mega mind, too many wishful ideas and a lot of creative time on my hands.

Therefore, let no one hold me responsible for any alleged future mishaps, concerning my proposal on amending the marriage act, for I am only able to lead the donkey to a stream of water, but I cannot force the donkey to drink the water. With that being said, it is my prayer that all who are already married, attempting to get married, or getting out of marriage, will benefit from this found marital philosophy, courtesy of yours truly.

Firstly, the "till death do us part" clause shall be thoroughly revised. Dear Lord, please forgive me for what I am about to recommend to your people, however I feel that I must first let you know that ever since the emergence of feminism, equality, technology and such, both men and women have become hyper independent and very individualistic. As a result, nobody wants to compromise on anything anymore. Thus, in the today's world, it is about me, myself, and I together with these humans. Also, "until death do us part", sounds like forever to the hearing many, and while it was well and good for couples in the seventeenth century to hold up marital vows for eternity, it scares the holy out of these twenty first century new age millennials, who can only commit to their smart phones, and Tiktok accounts.

Therefore, I humbly suggest that all marriage contracts should be renewed every New Year; in order to allow all the ignorant, misinformed, oppressed, suppressed, and depressed spouses the opportunity to terminate their contracts, before they suffocate and choke to death in those marital trappings, which they legally bound themselves to. Furthermore, My Lord, most people are helplessly chained to unions they cannot escape. That is why I propose that, every married person should file their renewed marital contracts, just like they file their annual taxes. Equally, anyone who will not be legally married would be considered as, persona non grata, if only to combat the spirit of confusion from wreaking havoc within the holy matrimony. In a word, there would be no marriage, without a legal marriage certificate.

The second amendment of the marriage act would be that, there should be no birthing of babies, until after five years of marriage. Before I expound further on this proposal, may I boldly proclaim that this rule would only apply to those individuals below the age of ninety years. As for the senior citizens, they would do whatever they want, at no charge. However, if legible couples are caught slipping into parenthood early on, they will attract a huge fine, for not upholding the law. For the first five years of marriage, couples would strictly be required to bond, to be well acquainted with one another, with an additional full year of mandatory back-to-back marital counseling sessions, aimed at their own marital growth. However, in case of any break ups to make-ups on their part, they will be forced repeat their five years all over again.

The third amendment of the marriage act would be that, a marriage contract should not be awarded to anyone with two divorce counts. One divorce record is forgivable but two divorce documentations will render one ineligible for marriage, and hence a permanent ban on obtaining another marriage certificate. This means, marriage would no longer be suitable for anyone with a two-count divorce stamp on their record. Instead, it would be preferable that one lives a single life, waiting for the second coming of Jesus Christ, rather than wasting precious time by frolicking in an institution, which does not suit their mindset, as well as their evolution.

The fourth and not so final amendment of the marriage act would be that, there should be no marriage contract given to anyone suspected to be engaged in a polygamous union. Yes, I said it and I fully support this notion, on account of only two people are allowed to sign a marriage contract, as God intended it. To this effect, any more parties to a marital union would be rendered as a felony. As I always tell those who care to listen to me; a romantic relationship between two lovers is considered as a partnership but a merger of three, is regarded as a crowd, a crowd of four is seen as a deadly contraption, and five people entangled in confusion, are a breeding ground for utter chaos and destruction. I rest my case.

 

THE AFRO-MANCHURIAN LEADER

THE AFRO-MANCHURIAN LEADER

The advent of colonialism, and its widespread western philosophy of democracy, ushered in a new breed of Africans, who were skewed in diplomacy, and international affairs. As a matter of fact, the Church and State are responsible for the creation of the Manchurian leader, one who is Afropean, religious, political, and pro-everything. As a result, there arose a new crop of African leaders, different from our ancestors, who were not afraid to venture into the world unknown, take on European names, adopt new gods, adorn exotic garments, and speak foreign languages. Forget magic, these Afropeans were able to conjure up new identities, to suit their modern lifestyles, absorbing the white man's system as their own, while detaching from their traditional values, deeming them as backward. As a result, the Afro-Manchurian was made, ebony on the outside, white on the inside, and everything else in between.

Fast forward to today, and what we have is a cocktail blend of Afro-Manchurian leaders who are not afraid to kill, steal, and destroy, if only to get to the top of the ladder of success, any cost, and by all means necessary. Moreover, do not let the patent African print suits fool you to believing those soggy lies they love to tell, spinning tales of deceit, of how they were born to serve our nations, using the name of God, together with the gullibility of their citizen, in order to loot the coffers in plain sight.

These Afro-Manchurian leaders need not to be mind-controlled or brainwashed, in order to be made into national puppets. As a matter of fact, one need not even go as far as threaten them with prison or sanctions, in order to get them to conform. Instead, one would just throw money at them, and watch how quickly they would lose their religion for Mammon, and pledge allegiance to whomever has the power to make it rain. African leaders fear poverty, worse than a soiled reputation, for most have experienced the ugly side of perpetual lack, and thus have come to hate it with a passion. That is why they live by the hood mentality of, get rich or die trying. In a word, Afro-Manchurian leaders are only loyal to Mammon, aside from themselves, and it shows in the way they pillage the poor, without a tinge of remorse.

Almost every election season, we always have a new crop of Afro-Manchurian leaders, who fight tooth and nail, in hope of occupying those juicy seats of power. In their heart of hearts, they believe that they are the change needed, to replace those corrupt and disloyal predecessors. Some even go as far as soliciting help from spirits, to help in their journey to leadership; however, that is beside the point. Nonetheless, when these Afro-Manchurians manage to get a taste of the power they so desire, it is as if the same Manchurian spirit takes over them, and pulls them almost immediately to join in the band wagon, and consequently, the change they so wished for, seem to be gone with the wind.

Nowadays, Afro-Manchurian leaders are in all sectors of our African economies, reading from the same script, trying to sell rocks to the common person, being blind to the plight of the underprivileged, and leading the blind into a ditch. Moreover, the more potent of a Afro-Manchurian leader one becomes, the more glass ceilings he breaks, and transforms into a gate-keeper, one who is not only disloyal but a corrupt, morphing into a lethal pawn. Once his cheques are cashed in, he is bought and paid for, by his puppet master. Hence, his job is to put on a mask, in order to align with the agenda of divide and conquer, for the sake of his lord, the rain man. Otherwise, why else would the Afro-Manchurian leader taint himself with evil, if not for his own personal gain? Is money not the motivation of this well paid marionette?

However, one would argue that any African could transform to become an Afro-Manchurian leader, because anyone can be bought, if the price is right. Still, not everyone has an insatiable thirst for wealth and power, and certainly not everyone can sell their soul for money. Contrary to popular belief, some people have good morals, albeit a handful, yet who cares about those people, when we have a legion of mindless goons bastardizing our society, for the sake of their bottom line? Need I address that ancient devil again? On the other hand, will I be accused of blaming him for everything? Well then, whom else do I blame, aside from the obvious villain? I guess this time; I will sweep him under the magic carpet, right alongside other bigger problems such as, our warped economy, as well as the never-fading communicable diseases like marasmus.

Speaking of which, it is the year 2024, and Africa is still grappling with Ebola and Malaria, much to my disappointment. It is as if the more things change, the more other things are retrogressing with rapid speed, but I digress. I wonder what our Afro-Manchurian leaders will do, when their time come to be replaced by cyborgs, and artificial intelligence. It is not a far-fetched idea, considering that we are on the verge of the creation of Afro-China, where the Orientals are slowly taking over Africa, one nation at a time. Once Africa mutates into Black China, there is no telling whether our leaders will still be economically viable, to be allowed in the seats of power.

Nonetheless, if artificial intelligence takes over our leadership, then at least our Afro-Manchurian leaders will have the Church to fall back on, for is the Church not the solution to all our continent's problems? When the Manchurian leader has exhausted all his lies, and has fallen on the wayside, he tag-teams with the Church, in order to sell God to us, hoping the we will overlook all his crimes, forgive, and forget, because after all, the Bishop has already prayed for the salvation of the Afro-Manchurian leader, he has anointed him with oil, and God has automatically pardoned his sins, therefore why then can we not extend the same grace and mercy to him, like God has? Oh, Africa? Who will save us from this Babylon system?