Mood of gaiety

To wish is to hope and to hope is to expect. This means Cameroon is bubbling with expectations with regard to the outlook of its Upper House of parliament. I am talking about the senate. The Bohemian is aware that many shall be the tears shed by some had-been senators in their last adieus to a place so much beloved. Talk about milking the cow.
There have been moments when one wondered aloud whether the Upper House was not in actuality a “gerontocratic asylum.” A place where old men sat and applauded every word uttered by any orator and then yawned before falling asleep. Then, they suddenly jerk back to reality awoken from their slumber by a round of applause and they join the fray without even knowing why people are clapping.
People expect those they elect to have a close relationship with the grassroots, and to understand their lives as they are lived. One thing should be made clear, it is not time or opportunity that is to determine intimacy; it is disposition alone. Make no mistake.
In the Northwest, the arrival of the new senators seems to afford the natives real satisfaction and their comfort to be an object of real solicitude to the Region’s inhabitants. People are hopeful and they are hoping not to be hoping against hope. The result of the 2018 senatorial elections will seriously impinge on the behaviour of the senators elect, I conjecture that. It is heart shredding to understand that politicians here don’t perform according to ideology or doctrine or conviction but money and position.
My friend Otto says the most recent electoral tussle between the two political juggernauts, CPDM and SDF in the Northwest gives the impression that the ballot box has still got some power in this country. I overheard a conversation in the course of which someone held this opinion: the victory of the Emilia Nkezeh – SDF list over the Regina Mundi – CPDM list is the full demonstration of the fact that the people are no longer willing to tolerate the ethnicized patronage politics that has polarized the country and pillaged public coffers.
The fire brand outgoing senators in the Northwest have been full of rhetoric which occasionally fell short of delivery. Now, they have been sanctioned, and with many top Government functionaries in prison, Cameroon’s chattering classes are speaking openly about the fall of a generation of untouchables.
So, I, the Bohemian of Abakwa, born on the last day of the month, by the shores of the Atlantic, in the land of the proud people this day declare: the senate cannot and should not be accessible to he who has neither genius, taste, nor spirit. It is not for he or she whose understanding has no brilliancy, whose feelings have no ardour and whose voice has no expression. Thirty senators are to be appointed by presidential decree by Sunday. To many of the hopefuls, it is an idea to fill the heart with sensations of exquisite comfort and they expect to expand it in fervent gratitude. Well, brethren why sit in an attitude of deep meditation? Let’s be cheerful together, I am in a fine mood for gaiety.
By Winston Lebga

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