A ROTTEN PREDICTION BY A PROPHET OF DOOM

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EX-COL. SAMSUDEEN SARR

EX-COL. SAMSUDEEN SARR

West Africans may turn to the miracle cure of Dr Jammeh

West Africans may turn to the miracle cure of Dr Jammeh

Sam Sarr’s recent kissing of President Jammeh’s backside documented by GRTS crew men as the Draculas chew chunks of Gambians flesh and wash it down with blood did not come as a surprise to many who know the troubled ex-army chief. The negotiation between Dictator Jammeh and Sam Sarr has been ongoing for over a year ago. Those sympathetic to the traumatic traitor excused his spiteful and self-degrading act as a bedroom pressure oozed by his control-freak wife. Others, however, glimpse beyond the mere nocturnal ruffling of feathers between a needy husband and domineering wife. To them, Sam is nothing but a sell-out who can readily compromise the safety of his own siblings for his personal interest. Whatever has twisted and squeezed Mr Sarr to drop on his knees and soil his hands with blood stains of innocent Gambians is greater than his pride and self-esteem.

As an apologist and perhaps a new would be mouthpiece for the Gambian dictator, what assurance has he got that Jammeh will not sacrifice him on the pulpit someday soon? The tell-tale of his unenviable and abrupt end is wrapped beautifully like a valentine gift in Jammeh’s recent shedding off his holiness title Nasiru Deen. As a service man, the first thing that one should always be aware of is one’s quick exit route and escape points whenever one walks into an enclosure and/or new area. Do you have an exit route once you walk into the dictator’s den? Another treacherous side of Dictator Jammeh is amply manifested in the complete omission of his gaffe that his herbal concoction can cure Ebola from GRTS 22:00 News editions. Perhaps you missed that edifying backtracking by Dictator Jammeh. He told Gambian journalist upon arrival at the BJL International Airport with an aura of authority and confidence that he can cure Ebola and it became an instance breaking news in all the Gambian media houses. Surprisingly, as he arrived and relaxed at the comfort of the State House, he was compelled to realize he had bitten more than he could swallow; an order was given to immediately bring down his ridiculous claim from the GRTS news edition and the Daily Observer editorial. Isn’t that a clear warning Mr Sarr?   Sam, what has gone wrong my once upon a time mentor? Tolerance, many of the listeners to your interview with Editor M’Bai anchor of Freedom Radio Leral Show, has solicited. Condescendingly, Mr Sarr unapologetically manifested sensational intolerance to his listeners by branding them emotional, angry and disrespectful.

It is really beyond my comprehension how Sam was able to look Jammeh in the eyes and shake his blood-stained hands despite all the things he said about Jammeh. Should I take it that all what you wrote about the coup and your experience with the Dictator is a cock and bull story? If so, will you have the decency to reimburse those who bought your book with the fervent notion that you were genuine? Oh…here I go again. Genuine? Sam Sarr, Genuine? Oh hell no.   Another point, he felt short in telling his listeners was why and what sort of ungodly life was he living. The only logical deduction I can fathom is you just wanted to tell Gambians that all along you were living a deceptive life by using the struggle to crawl back to the devil’s club you subscribed to but could not mount the audacity to say it. One thing remains certain the end for the Gambian dictator is here and close. Did you hear him speak about the Presidential elections in his Tobaski speech? Well…well…well. Jammeh knows Sam that he is going but he doesn’t want to exit alone.  He needs turncoats like you to keep him awake as he journeys in the darkest labyrinth of regrets.  Yes, he brags that we will all come back crawling shamelessly to him just like you did, but his prediction is a rotten prediction of a prophet of doom. What both of you failed to appreciate is there are still Gambians who would rather die in exile and poverty than dine and wine with Monster JK.

You have made you bed, when the bugs begin biting just don’t forget that there were caring people who forewarned you not to barter your pride, self-esteem and personal safety for a pine of pleasure.

Sulayman Jeng, Birmingham, UK


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