Dear Bisa, Sack the bent and lazy court clerks. That is what reason has been persuading me to do lately. On the contrary, my good nature has made me defy Black belt Political Management sense to comply. I think I am a patient man Bisa. It is a cliché but I think I have earned […]
Dear Bisa, I am a man of my threats Bisa. Always have been. When I threaten to do something, anything…. I usually make good of my word. One way or another. I just do it at a time of my own choosing. Not at the whim of Wandale, some dead […]
Dear Bisa, Now you must agree these villagers are all dim wits. They are mindless creatures Bisa. Strangely, I think I still like them Bisa. I really do. Most people say I’ve got no taste. But I like these villagers. I care less what these creeps think of what I say about them. I will […]
Dear Bisa, I admit. I have uncharacteristically been very quiet in recent weeks. Some naive chaps have even suggested the Machete wielding miscreants from you know who made a social call on me and straightened me out with choice words and a baseball butt that has put me to silence as a lamb. I have […]
Dear Bisa, This is disturbing. I have to tell you Bisa, there is something about these villagers that is not properly wired. Now I know why the Shopping One and lady in red hats keep complaining about these ungrateful mindless creatures. They are just impossible to please. Bisa my friend, for all these years, these […]
Dear Bisa, I am under stress Bisa. The Doc says my BP is worrying him and so are my sugar levels. We can’t even talk about the insomnia. Just to make my point, from the past two weeks, I now know names of all presenters who are on duty between midnight through the thin hours […]
Dear Bisa, I am gutted by this me departing tale, Bisa. Absolutely livid. Forget my tantrums of slamming dining tables and conference desks, throwing pots and pans at the wall or smashing C’s ridiculous shaped pink plates and Tea mugs. That was nothing, I dare you. I wanted to shoot something when I heard this […]
Dear Bisa, I am still on Tchuthi. We are on the beach at every break of dawn and the fall of dusk. Basking in the sun and watching the sun set. Good and stress free life. Remember, AIDS is not the killer. Stress is. Here, at least, I am away from my village headaches and […]
Dear Bisa, Greetings from the Kangaroo Kingdom. Am glad to be around fellow village headmen who some dim wits like to tyrants. You see how pathetic ignorance is? We have come in our numbers in private jets to meet the white Boss Lady (her ancestors were both slave traders and colonialists) with her silly pink […]