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Kakistocracy
Lord Kissi-Mensah
The letter ‘s’ begins most words in the English language. Naturally, if a word was to engage the attention of a lot of people, one would have expected it to be a word beginning with letter ‘s’ and not letter ‘k’. If there is one word that is going viral on social media at the moment, one can safely bet it is Kakistocracy. The reason for the popularity of the word Kakistocracy, has to do with the perception of leadership failure that seems to have crippled our developmental effort as a nation.
According to the Oxford English Dictionary, Kakistocracy is a noun defined as government by the least suitable or competent citizens of the state. Comments in the media space, especially on social media circles or platform suggest that our leaders are incompetent and that we have elected people who are least qualified. I, however, disagree vehemently with this assertion. I do accept that the first Republic had some challenges with people in leadership positions who can be classified as least qualified.
There is this funny story of one of such people who was very close to our first President, Dr Kwame Nkrumah, who when asked about the meaning of socialism said “it means ‘Di bi ma me ni bi’” The same cannot be said of the leaders we have had in the second Republic up to the current Fourth Republic. Leaders since the second Republic had been well educated, intelligent and very qualified. Hence our slow pace of development as a nation, in my humble opinion, cannot be attributed to a lack of qualified leaders and therefore kakistocracy.
If the problem is not due to kakistocracy then why are we where we are, 66 years after independence? Currently, we are at the International Monetary Fund (IMF) seeking bail out for the 17th time, our inflation is above 40 per cent, interest rate is hovering around 29 per cent, debt to GDP is about 93 per cent, bondholders are in a tug of war with government and there is general sense of hopelessness across the country.
The reason for the state of affairs in our country, in my candid opinion can be summed up in three words; lack of morality. We have asked God to stay away from our lives and that we can handle our own affairs I believe. He has stayed in his corner and allowed us to lead our own lives as a people. Now see where that has got us. There is an urgent need to infuse morality in every facet of our lives as a nation otherwise we can forget it as my Canadian friend would say.
Morality according to the Oxford Dictionary is defined as principles concerning the distinction between right and wrong or good and bad behaviour. There is an urgent need for all of us as Ghanaians to develop a moral consciousness in order to deal with kakistocracy since the leaders are voted into power from amongst us.
Faith-based organisations constitutes over 90 percent of our population so why should corruption be a challenge for this country if we claim we are Christians or Muslims? If we want to achieve the Vision of Ghana Beyond Aid then we need to have a change of mindset.
We are corrupting the youth right from the Junior High School (JHS) level and if we are not careful, we shall soon create a bunch or should I say an army of intelligent but criminally-minded youth. It is common knowledge that proprietors of some private schools, acquire examination papers beforehand and give to their teachers to use to teach the students so they can easily pass the Basic Education Certificate Examination (BECE) . A taxi driver who was driving me to the West Hills Mall some time ago was lamenting to me how he was being asked to pay GH¢2,000.00 by the school his child attends, apparently for such purpose and was worried about his financial situation at the time but more importantly about the danger that practice poses to the mindset of the children going forward.
Since we are on morality, let us talk about hypocrisy. We easily point accusing fingers at politicians that they are thieves and every unsavoury comment you can think of, yet we fail to notice the beam in our eyes as Jesus preached. The Food and Drugs Authority (FDA) has established that market women adulterate palm oil to make it look more reddish and increase the volume for more profit.
We hear of civil servants asking for ‘weights’ to be placed on documents before they are processed. Pastors pay bribes to get admissions for their wards into Class A schools, police still collect bribes on our roads, Chiefs collect money and turn a blind eye on Galamsey activities resulting in serious environmental degradation, I can go on and on.
Recently, a former President who is infamously known in Ghana as Government Official 1, for the role he played in a bribery scheme during the purchase of Air Crafts for Ghana’s military, had the guts to speak against the current government when a minister kept a huge amount of money in her house instead of keeping it in the bank.
This is the height of hypocrisy and until we admit that we are all part of the problem and there is a need for an attitudinal change, we can never become a country beyond aid.
The Average Citizen
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Tears of Ghanaman, home and abroad
The typical native of Sikaman is by nature a hospitable creature, a social animal with a big heart, a soul full of the milk of earthly goodness, and a spirit too loving for its own comfort.
Ghanaman hosts a foreign pal and he spends a fortune to make him very happy and comfortable-good food, clean booze, excellent accommodation and a woman for the night.
Sometimes the pal leaves without saying a “thank you but Ghanaman is not offended. He’d host another idiot even more splendidly. His nature is warm, his spirit benevolent. That is the typical Ghanaian and no wonder that many African-Americans say, “If you haven’t visited Ghana. Then you’ve not come to Africa.
You can even enter the country without a passport and a visa and you’ll be welcomed with a pot of palm wine.
If Ghanaman wants to go abroad, especially to an European country or the United States, it is often after an ordeal.
He has to doze in a queue at dawn at the embassy for days and if he is lucky to get through to being interviewed, he is confronted by someone who claims he or she has the power of discerning truth from lie.
In short Ghanaman must undergo a lie-detector test and has to answer questions that are either nonsensical or have no relevance to the trip at hand. When Joseph Kwame Korkorti wanted a visa to an European country, the attache studied Korkorti’s nose for a while and pronounced judgment.
“The way I see you, you won’t return to Ghana if I allow you to go. Korkorti nearly dislocated her jaw; Kwasiasem akwaakwa. In any case what had Korkorti’s nose got to do with the trip?
If Ghanaman, after several attempts, manages to get the visa and lands in the whiteman’s land, he is seen as another monkey uptown, a new arrival of a degenerate ape coming to invade civilized society. He is sneered at, mocked at and avoided like a plague. Some landlords abroad will not hire their rooms to blacks because they feel their presence in itself is bad business.
When a Sikaman publisher landed overseas and was riding in a public bus, an urchin who had the impudence and notoriety of a dead cockroach told his colleagues he was sure the black man had a tail which he was hiding in his pair of trousers. He didn’t end there. He said he was in fact going to pull out the tail for everyone to see.
True to his word he went and put his hand into the backside of the bewildered publisher, intent on grabbing his imaginary tail and pulling it out. It took a lot of patience on the part of the publisher to avert murder. He practically pinned the white miscreant on the floor by the neck and only let go when others intervene. Next time too…
The way we treat our foreign guests in comparison with the way they treat us is polar contrasting-two disparate extremes, one totally incomparable to the other. They hound us for immigration papers, deport us for overstaying and skinheads either target homes to perpetrate mayhem or attack black immigrants to gratify their racial madness
When these same people come here we accept them even more hospitably than our own kin. They enter without visas, overstay, impregnate our women and run away.
About half of foreigners in this country do not have valid resident permits and was not a bother until recently when fire was put under the buttocks of the Immigration Service
In fact, until recently I never knew Sikaman had an Immigration Service. The problem is that although their staff look resplendent in their green outfit, you never really see them anywhere. You’d think they are hidden from the public eye.
The first time I saw a group of them walking somewhere, I nearly mistook them for some sixth-form going to the library. Their ladies are pretty though.
So after all, Sikaman has an Immigration Service which I hear is now alert 24 hours a day tracking down illegal aliens and making sure they bound the exit via Kotoka International. A pat on their shoulder.
I am glad the Interior Ministry has also realised that the country has been too slack about who goes out or comes into Sikaman.
Now the Ministry has warned foreigners not to take the country’s commitment to its obligations under the various conditions as a sign of weakness or a source for the abuse of her hospitality.
“Ghana will not tolerate any such abuse,” Nii Okaija Adamafio, the Interior Minister said, baring his teeth and twitching his little moustache. He was inaugurating the Ghana Refugee and Immigration Service Boards.
He said some foreigners come in as tourists, investors, consultants, skilled workers or refugees. Others come as ‘charlatans, adventurers or plain criminals. “
Yes, there are many criminals among them. Our courts have tried a good number of them for fraud and misconduct.
It is time we welcome only those who would come and invest or tour and go back peacefully and not those whose criminal intentions are well-hidden but get exposed in due course of time.
This article was first published on Saturday March 14, 1998
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Decisions have consequences
In this world, it is always important to recognise that every action or decision taken, has consequences.
It can result in something good or bad, depending on the quality of the decision, that is, the factors that were taken into account in the decision making.
The problem with a bad decision is that, in some instances, there is no opportunity to correct the result even though you have regretted the decision, which resulted in the unpleasant outcome.
This is what a friend of mine refers to as having regretted an unregretable regret. After church last Sunday, I was watching a programme on TV and a young lady was sharing with the host, how a bad decision she took, had affected her life immensely and adversely.
She narrated how she met a Caucasian and she got married to him. The white man arranged for her to join him after the marriage and processes were initiated for her to join her husband in UK. It took a while for the requisite documentation to be procured and during this period, she took a decision that has haunted her till date.
According to her narration, she met a man, a Ghanaian, who she started dating, even though she was a married woman.
After a while her documents were ready and so she left to join her husband abroad without breaking off the unholy relationship with the man from Ghana.
After she got to UK, this man from Ghana, kept pressuring her to leave the white man and return to him in Ghana. The white man at some point became a bit suspicious and asked about who she has been talking on the phone with for long spells, and she lied to him that it was her cousin.
Then comes the shocker. After the man from Ghana had sweet talked her continuously for a while, she decided to leave her husband and return to Ghana after only three weeks abroad.
She said, she asked the guy to swear to her that he would take care of both her and her mother and the guy swore to take good care of her and her mother as well as rent a 3-bedroom flat for her. She then took the decision to leave her husband and return to Ghana.
She told her mum that she was returning to Ghana to marry the guy in Ghana. According to her, her mother vigorously disagreed with her decision and wept.
She further added that her mum told her brother and they told her that they were going to tell her husband about her intentions.
According to her, she threatened that if they called her husband to inform him, then she would commit suicide, an idea given to her by the boyfriend in Ghana.
Her mum and brother afraid of what she might do, agreed not to tell her husband. She then told her husband that she was returning to Ghana to attend her Grandmother’s funeral.
The husband could not understand why she wanted to go back to Ghana after only three weeks stay so she had to lie that in their tradition, grandchildren are required to be present when the grandmother dies and is to be buried.
She returned to Ghana; the flat turns into a chamber and hall accommodation, the promise to take care of her mother does not materialise and generally she ends up furnishing the accommodation herself. All the promises given her by her boyfriend, turned out to be just mere words.
A phone the husband gave her, she left behind in UK out of guilty conscience knowing she was never coming back to UK.
Through that phone and social media, the husband found out about his boyfriend and that was the end of her marriage.
Meanwhile, things have gone awry here in Ghana and she had regretted and at a point in her narration, was trying desperately to hold back tears. Decisions indeed have consequences.
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