2023-04-28 19:12:42
First Lady of the Republic is a purely ceremonial title. It is not written into any constitution even if in the United States for example, it is the federal government which finances the wardrobe of the sweet-half of the tenant of the White House. No particular function is devolved to her or else, the one that is imposed on most ladies, the first as well as the last: “Be beautiful and shut up!” “.
In addition to inaugurating chrysanthemums, these beautiful creatures do not lack imagination to fulfill their agenda: take care of orphans, myopaths and albinos; presiding over beauty pageants and fashion shows. If one of them happens to die, the state should just issue a death notice and let the grieving family bury their dearly departed with dignity. They are private individuals and under no circumstances should what happens to them be the subject of a national event.
Obviously, this fine principle is for normal countries! In Guinea, where everything is done wrong and through, where we happily confuse tea towels and napkins, ministerial cabinets and plain cabinets, the line that separates the public and the private is purely imaginary. Here, the chief is the chief of everything, his father, the father of all; his wife, the only one in the nation. A few years ago, I almost died of anger when I saw all the stuff surrounding the death of the then Prime Minister’s daughter, Kassory Fofana: monster traffic jams, radios, televisions, helicopters, all the means of State mobilized for the burial of the Princess.
Alpha Condé’s wife has just died. This time, it is rather chicanery, pettiness, family quarrels and political paws around the corpse of the deceased. Our state, it is true, has problems with corpses. He has trouble counting them (his cupboards are full of them!). He is reluctant to bury them (it has been so long since he threw away notions of morality and the values of humanism!) They were thrown from the top of cliffs or piled up in mass graves, by Sekou Toure. They were taken out of the morgues at night to subtract them from the statistics, in the days of Dadis Camara. We fired on the ambulances, we threw tear gas canisters into the cemeteries of the time of Alpha Condé. We will soon see what Mamadi Doumbouya is hiding from us.
“The dead is older than the living,” says the African proverb. It means we owe him respect. We must bury him with dignity. Every dead person has the right to a grave. At the time of our kingdoms, after the battle, all the victims, allies as enemies were buried in the same way. Burying one’s dead is a proof of civilization, it is the first gesture that distinguishes man from beast. But that’s not all: the dead is not a respectable remains, it is also a powerful factor of social regulation. It is around the coffin that we regret, that we repent, that we are reconciled.
It hurts to see Alpha Condé and Mamadi Doumbouya take advantage of such a sinister occasion to settle their scores! It hurts the heart to see Alpha Condé and his daughter-in-law bickering on social networks! Family quarrels are settled at home, not in the cemetery, not in the public square. All this does not make me proud to be Guinean!
Question to Alpha Condé: can a man unable to keep a family secret keep a state secret?
I pity this poor woman whom the wickedness of chance has plunged into the manure of Guinean political life!
A little dress, gentlemen Guinean leaders! Respect life, respect the dead, respect your families, respect the country!
Tender Monenembo
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