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Kaka and piopio
Six strong men raped her but the 16-year-old girl pleaded with her mother not to report the matter to the police. The distressed mum will not listen to that nonsense. She dashed straight to the police station and reported the case.
The police invited the poor girl to give a statement, following which a man-hunt for the culprits would begin. The girl surprisingly started laughing at the policemen. She asked them to forget about the case.
“We want to jail the criminals,” the Inspector said, pleading with the girl to give her statement. “They won’t get anything less than ten years.”
“I enjoyed it,” she finally said curtly to the Inspector who opened his mouth in utter surprise and disbelief. Maybe he didn’t hear well.
“What exactly did you say?”
“I said I enjoyed the game!”
The Inspector now stared at her, gaping in wonder. Was he dreaming?
“You are virtually asking us to close the case? This is a criminal offence!” he said pleadingly. “Forget about the case. After all, I enjoyed it.”
PLEASURE
When the girl’s mother heard her daughter’s admission of pleasure instead of pain, she nearly collapsed. She couldn’t believe that her daughter could say she enjoyed it when six men took turns to ravage and tear her apart. There might be something wrong with her.
In the Inspector’s fifteen-year experience in the service, he had never encountered a case as intriguing as this. Well, if the girl said she enjoyed the three-hour session, then technically the case was closed. Whoever charged someone in court for giving pleasure to another? If there should be anything at all, the rapists should be congratulated on a good job done. Docket closed!
But the docket did not close on the girl’s sexual adventures and misadventures. She was asked to go and live with her auntie and her husband. It was there that she proved she enjoyed the gang-rape. And if she did, then her auntie’s husband was in big trouble.
This girl tempted the 45-year-old man in so many ways until he fell from grace. His wife caught him too doing something to the girl in the bathroom. She was not exactly a witness to what took place when the shower was on for 45 minutes. But the fact that it was her loving husband who was enjoying the shower with her niece offered a vivid imagery of what transpired.
It did not need anyone to do a video coverage of the bathroom event to find the two guilty of taboo. But before anybody could offer rituals to cleanse them, the girl now 18 disappeared and reappeared in Accra. She promptly got married to a prosperous young businessman.
The man was visibly excited. The girl was fair-coloured, sexy and beautiful and he thought he was blessed with such a dazzling Madonna.
“This is God-sent,” he openly admitted to his friends.
Two months later, he came back home to find his loving wife frantically sucking the huge phallus of his close friend. The sight nearly made him develop stroke. The friend started pleading for forgiveness.
“She begged me to have sex with her,” he said.
The marriage ended and the girl was distraught. She loved the man but something within her would just not keep her from seeking pleasure extra-time. Oh! What exactly was wrong.
CATECHIST
She ended up in a charismatic church. She realised she needed deliverance and sought divine help. “I’m suffering from kakapiopio!” she told the resident pastor. He had never heard of such a disease and asked the catechist to find out exactly what was happening to the young woman.
Before the catechist could diagnose the disease, the girl stripped him of his clothes and stooped before him. Her buttocks were presented full-plate and the man of God could not resist the temptation. The quality of the girl’s body required that the Bible be put aside for a while. Later on, he could sort out matters with God.
The girl nearly tore the church apart because she also put the choir-master to the test and nearly brought down a few deacons. She now headed for the pastor himself. | If it had not been for God’s intervention, this girl would have made the pastor crawl on all fours legs like Nebuchadnezzar.
After leaving the church in disgrace, the girl (now woman) got married and delivered two children in quick succession, She decided to settle down to family life. The husband, fat plumpy man soon began to slim down. It was not as a result of HIV/ AIDS. The woman just would not allow him to sleep.
SHOWDOWN
He was forced to fulfil his marital obligations before sleeping, again around midnight and finally and most auspiciously at dawn. The dawn showdown was normally quite hectic and by morning the man was virtually a wreck, a раthetic shadow of himself.
After four-years on the sex job, the man decided to proceed on pension. He could not perform his nightly duties without collapsing. And his wife would not stop forcing him to go and go. She was insatiable.
All his energy was sapped; divorce was the only option if he was to save his life. Moreover, he had heard from the grapevine that the woman was also servicing a good number of people in the neighbourhood.
What was most annoying was that she was doing so for free. At least if she were bringing some money home, her misconduct would have been justified on financial grounds. He quit the marriage.
A few years after that, this sex-machine of a lady got down with a deadly disease.’ That was when she told her story, still not knowing that she was afflicted with a disease called “nymphomania”. It is a psychological condition. Nymphomania is the uncontrollable desire to have sex. If you have it see Dr. Asare!
THE typical itinerant salesman in Sikaman is a herbalist. He is normally a slim macho with the capacity to perambulate the expanse of area covering the triangle of Accra-Tema-Ashiaman. In short, he can walk a total of 60 miles a day, marketing a product that cures every disease, including poverty. 
The door-to-door herbal pharmacist advertises his product by word of mouth. He has nothing to do with the Food and Drugs Board (FDB). After all, his concoctions do not feature on FM stations.
Those herbalists who cannot walk to propagate the herbal gospel, liaise with drivers of mass transportation and their mates. They are, therefore, given the chance to sell their products on Benz buses that ply the routes.
Normally, the herbalist starts his sales message with a prayer and Bible study. He asks the passengers to bow down their heads in supplication to God the father, the son, the Holy Spirit.
When a herbalist asks the passengers to close their eyes and bow their heads, Moslems on board naturally feel offended. They feel that the herbalist has no right to assume that every passenger is a Christian. They think such an assumption is an affront to Islam.
So a Moslem on board will raise the hand for a point of order. He’ll remind the herbalist that it would be in his own interest to mind his language.
“Be careful the way you address people in a public place. Not every person here is a Christian,” he’d state assertively.
Of course, the herbalist will promptly ignore him, but would all the same “watch” his tongue. Who knows whether or not the Moslem brother is inspired by Quoranic zeal to defend the tenets of Islam to the hilt?
When he starts saying, “Wallahi!” and “Inshallah!” it could be the beginning of proclaiming Islam as supreme, a point which must be driven home with talibanic precision.
So the herbalist must tread carefully lest he steps on fire.
The herbalist could even add a measure of mirth to it all, by announcing that Christians on board today have very interesting company on the journey, but that should not detract from the business of the day.
The Moslem brother will weigh the words carefully and offer a wry smile.
He must be careful the occasion does not degenerate into the use of semantics and proverbial oration to deride his conviction that public utterances must be mindful of religious sensibilities. He has made his point very clear and expects that it is taken in good faith in the interest of a peaceful journey.
The herbalist will now open the New Testament and preach salvation, stating clearly that salvation can come only through Jesus Christ and NOBODY else.
The Moslem brother will now start twitching his moustache. The visible and almost revolutionary reflexes of his upper lip can be an indication that sentiments have begun superseding reason, and the outcome could well be tragic now shift uneasily in his seat.
The time has come for him to also express his right to the religion of his fore-bears. He’ll put his hand into his pocket and rise to his feet. The time has indeed come!
This article was first published on Saturday, September 9, 2006
When the cause of a particular problem like sickness, disease, sudden illness, a social issue etc. are not known, it stands to reason that resolving it becomes a huge challenge.
Citizens would understand the government when public announcements are made to the effect that government is trying to find a solution to the issue, even though it is taking a while for it to be resolved because citizens are rational beings.
On the other hand, if the solution to a particular issue is known to everybody but the government for whatever reason, is dragging its feet in resolving it, citizens become frustrated and begin to lose trust in their leaders.
One such issue is the heavy traffic along a section of the Kasoa – Odokor road. A short stretch of bad road between the traffic light at the Weija Government Hospital and the entrance to the entrance of the overhead that leads to the N1, is the cause of the problem but nothing is being done about it, day after day, week after week, month after month. Thus is clearly unacceptable.
Another issue that requires urgent attention is the lack of pavements along a lot of streets in parts of the various Municipal Assemblies. Exercise is a prerequisite for long life and healthy living and for those of us who it has become a way of life, this issue of people putting up structures right to the edge of the drains beside the roads, are making life difficult for us.
We are compelled to walk along the roads, putting our lives at serious risk. Pedestrians should never be compelled to compete with vehicles on our streets and roads. Roads and streets are made for vehicles and pavements are made for pedestrians. That is the norm. Any attempt to normalise a situation where pedestrians are mingling with vehicles is insanity.
It is the road regulations that makes it so and therefore district or municipal assemblies are to take responsibility and ensure that spaces for pavements are not encroached upon. Citizens have rights that must be protected by their leaders and making pavements available to pedestrians, is one of them.
When we hear of teachers having sex with students, it appears it is something recent. It is not a new phenomenon. It has been there since Adam. Perhaps this issue is getting much attention due to the proliferation of social media. It was an open secret in times past when Teachers were in relationships with female students and some married them immediately after completion of school.
Some teachers were also known to be having unholy interactions with female pupils but due to the times that these acts occurred, human rights issues and the awareness around it, allowed such unscrupulous teachers to get away with their crimes.
Now we are in a different era and so a Headmaster is now in hot waters. He is alleged to have raped about 19 female students and as usual, some officials tried to cover it up and are also in hot waters and their actions or inactions in the matter are under investigation.
Why the man has been allowed to roam freely without being arrested is simply mind boggling. It appears that the law applies differently, depending on who you are. This issue came to public attention sometime in August this year, yet the police had not arrested or invited this man for question regarding the rape allegation.
It has come out that he is a Constituency Secretary of the ruling party and the question in the public domain is that, is it because he is a political figure that is why he is still walking around without questioning? I believe in the rule of law so let us hold our breadth and let the proper thing be done.
The police must however be seen to be active in this matter. God bless.
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