FINALLY, I BREAK THE SILENCE. PART 2.

This Part 2 is meant to be that is why the weapons fashioned against me flew over my head. Armed robbery attack on a penniless student for what? Anyway, let me finish what I started some days back. I wrote with a clean mentality yet some people read with polluted mentality exposing their half literacy. Remember that half literacy is more dangerous that illiteracy. I rest my case and continue. By December 2009, it was clear though my deeds, exposure and conduct that I was up for the parliamentary race. After a successful, well patronized Road Safety campaign on December 5, 2009 that brought together over 800 youth from all over the constituency with high media coverage, every sleeping politician was awaken that it was time to get up and work. It was not surprising that that the late Williams Asamoah called to congratulate me on a good job done. He urged me to keep the good work; in his words, 'young man, congratulation, I wanted to contest in 2008 but I backed out because of my health. As you have started, keep it up till the time comes.If my health is good, we will talk and reach agreements' I did not stop there, I followed up to his Teshie home with my wife, his wife was there too. Our conversation was cordial and as usual, I did a lot of listening, talking less. The message was not quite different from we had on phone. By the third quarter of 2011, I visited the late Asamoah as soon as nominations were about to be opened. Again, I went with my wife but we did not meet his wife this time round. The visit was to inform him that the time was neigh and I was ready to go. He told me to meet him back home at Amanya in two weeks for a final deliberation hinting me that his brothers Yeboah and Daniel had informed him that he was the choice of the people because as he put it; 'uncle is wicked' in reference to my dad and 'you are also said to have caused the arrest of some youth of Amanya' I am not disrespecting all those who have asked me to apologize but I keep asking; "for what" I was not responsible for the arrest of the youth in Amanya though I disagreed with the position they took on the day. I wish to congratulate whoever reported them to the police but I also wish to say that only cowards run away from their actions. BE BOLD and come out to say that, you reported them for the reasons you did and stop hiding behind my name. I have always maintained that, I will not fight on the street but I am a real man at all times ready to stand by my actions and inaction. I got to Amanya on the said date we agreed on and asked King Kobra to go with me. So the three of us met in his house. He told me emphatically that he will also contest because I am a young boy, he was the favourite and that Bandua had come to see his brother Daniel to prepare and contest as independent if I should win the primaries. We left after this discussion and that was all. After the said meeting, all other communications were based on hearsay. No personal contacts but I received several packages of insults from his camp, family and friends. I never on any occasion respond to any of the insults, insinuations nor castigation and accusations. Politics, I have learnt is for the thick skinned, battle ready and focused persons. Having known Irene his daughter for sometime, I confided in her and sought her advice. I know she did what she could until finally she had to give up and advice me to ignore and concentrate. I thanked her and did my campaign. As natives of Amanya, I did my best to involve as many natives as possible but it is possible to get a horse to the riverside but not to force it to drink. Ayisi (Kadeko) was responsible for my posters and that of the late Asamoah but try as Ayisi did, he was unable to print mine until some workers led me to another printer. Did I say someone was responsible? After the late Asamoah was disqualified from the race at the election, I was accused of being responsible. Decisions to contest in a political primaries does not start in a year. Preparations go far beyond the stipulated two years. Even well known NDC communicator like Agbeshi Nutsu was disqualified. I lost the primaries. I, my family, friends and supporters were mocked but I did not make any statement apart from conceding and congratulating the incumbent who has till date not acknowledged that pleasure. I have since not stopped doing my best for the party in anyway. I am a member of the national communications team, Eastern Regional communication team. For any person to sit and think of attributing the death of the late Asamoah to me is madness. It is sad that my motherland, Tapa Amanya that I have always been proud of should be filled today with diaper wearing, mouth drooling half literates parading as gurus and graduates, misleading our youth. People will have to be wise and stay away from these latter day rich men of Amanya else they break the state. I have always expressed this optimism that one day, "WE SHALL OVER COME" I miss Opanyin Kwasi Kumah (May He Rest in Peace)He simply put it; Mmebusem 14:23. I SHALL OVERCOME SOME DAY, DEEP IN MY HEART, I DO BELIEVE THAT, I SHALL OVERCOME, SOME DAY!

FINALLY, I BREAK THE SILENCE PART 1

I bring you greetings my friends, lovers and enemies. It is indeed naive for any human being to think that s/he has no enemies. NO, not one. Even Christ and all the renowned prophets had enemies. The Good Book says woe unto you if you have no enemies; I love my enemies because they show me the way. I stated earlier that 'I am silent because silence is golden'; but a time will come when the blind will see, the deaf will hear and the dump will talk. It is important that when that time ever comes, what they get the opportunity to see will appeal to their eyes, to hear will be palatable to their ears and to speak/say will be sensible. As I have decided to break my silence, it is important that I move away from insinuations and castigation to specifics. I know Mr. Ofori-Dansoh will not be happy about this move but for now, it is the way forward. As suicidal as it might appear to my political career and as murderous as it might seem to my party (NDC), my options are limited. Suicidal and murderous because of the few revelations and specifics that will be touched. It has been said in Ghanaian traditional parlance that ill should not be spoken of the dead even if it is the truth; the Bible also says the truth shall set you free. The truth is the truth no matter how unpalatable it appears, whether it is about the dead or living.It is in this light that I am proceeding with this piece irrespective of the consequences. I however challenge any person living or dead to come out openly to debate me on any issue I talk about anywhere, anytime, anyhow; I will be ready. Before proceeding, let me take this opportunity to wish Irene Asamoah my deepest condolences from the bottom of my heart and apologize in advance to her if in my piece, I reveal any 'secrets' that had existed and may still exist between us. I believe that she will understand why I have had to come out at this time. As an unadulterated native of Tapa and for that matter Tapa-Amanya, a committed member of the NDC and a devoted, development oriented constituent of Biakoye , I am not remote to information at anytime. Constantly, on hourly basis, I receive and send uninterrupted calls to Biakoye; from Asakyiri to Nyinasim; Alavanyo to Anyinase. My entry into the politics of Biakoye NDC brought a new energy and interest into the people. Visiting the one hundred and eleven (111) branches across the length and breadth of the constituency, let one person come out to say that I insulted anybody in any of my campaign speeches and I will bow out in shame. I stated unequivocally at all times that, I possess a better human relation, lobbying power, vision and creativity to serve the people than what they have now. I stand by that statement and have demonstrated by accepting defeat at the polls (primaries); refusing to contest as an independent candidate in spite of the thunderous calls, congratulating the winner and incumbent who has refused to acknowledge the gesture; taking full part in the registration and exhibition exercises viz-a-viz a winner who passed through to register and check his name respectively. All these sacrifices I made and still making for the unity of my party and constituency. It is October 6th 2012 today only about sixty (60) days to a general election and no paraphernalia, no laid down campaign strategy, no solid campaign team and no attempt at fostering unity in Biakoye because some 'evil dwarfs' and 'sharp teethed, hard biting'(courtesy; founder of NDC; J.J. Rawling) want to scheme and maintain power? That feeling that Biakoye is a stronghold and so the people can be disregarded can not continue. The people of Biakoye deserve the respect given to every group as we see in Odododiodio, Ablekuma and even Buem constituencies. Under this circumstance, it is only selfish to try to hide the identity of a member who makes presentations to the party in any form. A bag of water for party volunteers should be well acknowledged. I have heard the accusations been leveled against me since 2010 when it became clear, my intent to contest towards election 2012. It started from names calling, false allegations, half truths, set-ups, twists for conformity to incivility and engagement in voodoo and its use to kill and destroy. I listened, watched and laughed because my strength emanated from Psalm 9:13-14; "13 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death: 14 That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation." (KJV) In 2004, my political energy was expended in the Eastern Region mostly in constituencies where NDC existed in minority, with volatile reception and violent treatment but I prevailed. My contributions to my constituency was not hidden though. My uncle, senior and friend; Kofi Appiah contested as an independent candidate and lost gallantly. Some few months later, he died in a fatal motor accident in 2005. Who killed him? Were people not accused wrongly? It is becoming a norm that even the visibly sickly person will only die when someone kills him.In 2009 and beyond, Kaizaro and J.J.K. died in very bizarre circumstances, who killed them? In 2008, I was approached by the late J.J.K. Twumasi to contest the election against Hon. Kwasi Bandua because of non-performance. He told me in plain words that they (as in who he meant by they, I didn't ask) looked up to two (2) people; the late Williams Asamoah; who J.J.K. said could not contest due to ill-health. Another person he spoke about was Bismark Ofori who he said could not contest because he was implicated in cable theft case. I declined because I was still in school pursuing a Master's Degree, not ready for the contest though I had intimated to J.J.K. and the late Kwadwo Danso before that I will contest in future. Kwadwo Danso in his response asked me to get married before he could support me. May He Rest in Peace. He didn't live to see my marriage let alone support me. Coming to the end of this part, I will like to remind you that one of the key supporters of all time in Biakoye of Bandua is my own mother; Mad. Theresa Owusuwaa. Knowing my intentions, arrangements and time-lines, my mum openly confronted J.J.K. to stop persuading me to enter the race prematurely. This confrontation was misconstrued and given a lot of meanings. My mum was tagged as abandoning her own son for someone else but no appreciation is shown for it. Every member of my family and friends had his/her own share of the bashing and negotiation to ensure I did not contest. Mr. Adepa took the risk and lost. The name Willie was not part of the open discussions. It was only a back door discourse between J.J.K. and myself. See you next week end as we journey on the second part of this piece.