So on the 6ht of March 2011, we turned 54; and proudly so. We have every good cause to celebrate. Of course we’ve celebrated many other things that did not necessarily make sense. But this celebration, like many others before it, did not come without problems. I sincerely look forward to that day when we shall have some form of problem-free celebrations. Maybe when my generation is gone.
This morning, many radio stations are playing host to politicians and their spokespersons, trying; uselessly as usual, to justify actions or inactions of the political mentors. What struck me as very odd and very weird was the discussion about why the leadership of the largest opposition party in Ghana, the New Patriotic Party, was conspicuously absent from the celebrations. They claim they did not get the invitation in good time; and that is supposed to be a justification for not taking part in the celebration. The ruling government and their spokespersons on the other hand; and expectedly so, are denying the allegation and actually offering counter claims that they had actually sent the invites to them in a good time. Believe me; this nonsense is going to go on for a very long time. It’s what we take pride in; long and useless talks, when nothing else seems to be working.
My worry? First of all, we’ve been matching for the past 53 years. Nothing has changed. People across the length and breadth of this country still struggle to get potable drinking water. Our hospitals, most of them built in the early days of independence, remain largely under-resourced. We’re yet to come to terms as to how we can pay our teachers realistic living wages. The list is endless.
What is even more worrying is the fact that we don’t seem to be in any hurry to make things any better for our people. The few who are living large on the nation’s purse, and under the illusion that the masses are enjoying same, will keep hopping from one radio station to another, doing nothing but useless talk to justify or condemn the NPP’s absence from the 6th March celebrations. My heart bleeds for this nation. If Kwame Nkrumah were alive today, he must be a very happy man, right?
Worla.
