Connect with us

Features

The disgraceful chaos in parliament on January 7

Published

on

In the village of Fankyeneko, there were rival factions that were bitterly opposed to each other. On one occasion, members of the factions were invited to a banquet. The bitterness existing between the two was such that members of the faction rushed to the “Ahenfie” or palace to occupy particular seats even though this was needless. They started attacking each other and nearly caused serious injuries to each other.

What happened on January 7, 2021, in parliament, comparable to this, was so disgraceful and embarrassing that many people could not believe their eyes as they saw Members of Parliament bringing their names into disrepute on the basis of what took place on that day.

Many students and young people raised question as to whether this is how our MPs behave in parliament since they found that behaviour unacceptable. So unacceptable was this that they condemned them and reduced the level of respect for our MPs who over the years have been performing creditably well for the people of this country and for the nation.

The whole situation arose because it looked as if the level of antagonism was so high that each side was prepared to jump at each others’ throat and crucify them to show which side was stronger and more diabolic when it comes to creating negative acts in this “holy” and “revered” place. Probably, they have all forgotten that as Members of Parliament they have to behave in a way to let the public know why they are referred to as honourable members.

Advertisement

Creation of awful scene

It was not one incident in parliament that created the awful scene that should not have been exposed to the public but a series of incidents and/or actions that culminated in casting a slur on parliamentarians on that day. It is known that parliamentarians everywhere tend to shout and exhibit emotion about issues that are dear to their hearts but what happened on that day was one out of the ordinary, creating an ugly scene in the early hours of that day.

Indeed, parliamentarians are also humans but seeing that they occupy special positions in society and command special respect from the public, it is important that they comport themselves in a manner that would portray them as honourable members of society. What happened on that day was a big shame in the lives of our parliamentarians.

Scoring political points

Advertisement

Each side from the NDC and the NPP tried to score some points by defending and justifying the action of its members in contributing to this shame or disgrace but no matter how they examined the issue or tried hard to justify it, no right-thinking Ghanaian would be prepared to accept it. In other words, it was simply a shameful act that should not be repeated in this country no matter what. It is believed that by now many of the parliamentarians, whether NPP or NDC, now regret what took place on that day and wish it had never taken place. 

How did the whole chaotic situation begin?

It began when one group of parliamentarians, the NDC, resolved that they were bound to occupy the majority side in parliament and portray to the world that they were now a majority side when it comes to law making in the Ghanaian parliament. This came as no surprise since the NDC had already claimed that they had won more seats than the NPP.

Press conferences

Advertisement

Press conferences upon press conferences organised by the NDC told Ghanaians that they were far ahead of the NPP as far as winning majority of the seats were concerned and that they had even won the presidential election. This was, however, proved wrong in the light of collation by the Electoral Commission, the body mandated by law to announce election results in the country.

The position of the NDC has now changed in view of the petition they took to the Supreme Court. In the petition, the NDC pointed out that former President John Mahama won 46 per cent of the votes while Nana Addo Dankwa Akufo-Addo won a little above 49 per cent and for which reason they are asking the court to order the EC for a re-run of the presidential election this time between only the two presidential candidates of the NDC and the NPP.

Going to parliament early

Having initially believed that they had won majority of the seats though falsely, the NDC MPs were influenced to go to parliament very early on that day to occupy what was known to them as the Majority side of parliament. By the time their NPP counterparts had reported, they were already there and refused to vacate the seats for their brothers and sisters on the other side.

Advertisement

This nearly resulted in attacks from both sides but we are told that the NPP leadership prevailed upon their side to keep their cool but not engage in any physical brawl. This was heeded to and helped to calm down nerves and prevent what would have been a blood-shed for the first time in the history of the Ghanaian parliament. The NPP MPs had to sit on the other side of parliament usually reserved for the Minority. But this brought about peace so we all welcome it.

Second issue

The second issue that nearly marred the beauty of the day was the refusal of the NDC side to acknowledge or accept a court order restraining the then MP-elect for Assin North Constituency Mr. James Gyakye Quayson from holding himself as someone who had been elected a member of parliament since he was holding two citizenship, Canadian and Ghanaian, which was against the laws of this country. Since they were determined to add this MP to their votes, they encouraged him to sit and vote for the Speaker. The MP accepted it and became encouraged to sit in parliament and hold himself as a parliamentarian even though the injunction from the court at Cape Coast showed that he was not to have done so.

It became clear that the clerk in parliament at the time who acted for the Speaker was coerced into submission and so could not come out boldly to prevent the Assin North MP from voting. Some people say this was a good strategy by the NDC but to others it was a needless shameful act that could have resulted in an open brawl had the NPP side also resolved to prevent the Assin North MP from voting.

Advertisement

Third incident

The third incident that sparked off the chaotic situation in parliament revolved around some of the NDC MPs such as Muntaka Mubarak and Sam George who went around kicking the election booths and ballot boxes within parliament. This was unbelievable but it continued unabated since, here again, the NPP side tried as much as possible to restrain themselves. We thank God that the worse did not happen to put an indelible shame on the name of Ghana as a democratic country.

Final incident

The fourth and final incident was when Carlos Ahenkorah swiftly snatched some ballot papers and started running away. So swift was he that at a point in time some of us did not believe that it was ,indeed, Carlos Ahenkorah who was running away at that unbelievable speed. In fact, on that day, he was so fast that some people believed that he ran faster than the rabbit. It was on that day that many of us realised that he had enough energy to run a 100-metre race.

Advertisement

These incidents brought shame to parliament. Some people, from the NDC and the NPP side, have tried to justify each of the incidents that brought about this shameful act in parliament but it must be noted that none of them is justifiable. If this is the case then party supporters and communicators should refrain from any attempt to justify each of the actions in parliament, whether from the NDC or NPP side. They are all shameful and should not be supported by anyone.

Fair reporting

Similarly, the media must also be fair when reporting on such incidents so that only the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth will be reported for consumption by the people of this country. On Radio Ghana (GBC), for example, one Bobo Klinoko wrote a radio news commentary condemning the NPP side while at the same time trying to exonerate the NDC from any blame. This was unacceptable and the leadership of that network must sit up and do what is acceptable next time round.

Again, one Emmanuel Akorli of UTV also reported that they say Carlos Ahenkorah contacted somebody before embarking on his famous run ,therefore, he must have been encouraged by that person to do what he did. He kept saying that “Yese, yese” meaning “they say, they say,” Carlos contacted someone even though he could not ascertain for sure whether it was true or not. Such reportage should not be encouraged because they tell you straight away where the reporter is coming from.

Advertisement

Blunder

A few other journalists also followed suit and committed the same blunder even though this blunder was avoidable. Journalism, whether broadcast or print, is a noble profession and should ,therefore, be held as such and no attempt should be made by anyone to bring it into disrepute.

So far, the Speaker of Parliament, Rt. Hon. Alban Sumana Kingsford Bagbin has exhibited fairness to both sides, the NPP and the NDC. It is hoped that this fairness will continuously be exhibited to all sides so that parliamentarians will work together in the interest of the nation but not to be too partisan since there are still numerous socio-economic challenges ahead of us.

By Dr. Kofi Amponsah-Bediako

Advertisement
Continue Reading
Advertisement

Features

The wonders of love…

Published

on

• People showing love and living in harmony

A haircut I had about a week ago didn’t go down well with many. Someone quite close to my heart saw it, examined it critically and felt dizzy.

Sikaman Palava LOGO

“What’s this?” she proceeded to ask me.
“An international hairdo,” I replied.

She was disgusted, in fact disappointed. The problem with the haircut is that the style is neither Punk, Tokyo Joe nor Show Your Back. If anything, it is a combination of all—and I liked it, for a change.

It was when I bounded downtown that someone called me and enquired whether I was no longer a journalist. He said I looked like a well-fed Warrant Officer.

“Class One or Class Two?” I asked.

Advertisement

Another studied my head as if he was studying physical geography and pronounced that I looked like a boxer who can throw dangerous punches. Still, someone was of the opinion that the haircut didn’t quite fit me, but admitted that I looked like a prosperous merchant.

Commendation

I remember some three months ago, I had a haircut that made two girls fall in love with me. In spite of the fact that the barber was not a graduate, the cut was such that they couldn’t help admiring it. One of them actually ‘checked out’ the style and commended the barber.

The other was more bent on the ‘love matter’ but I was too busy to give her any attention. LOVE!

Advertisement

I was reminded of this when I viewed a premier showing of the latest Sikaman film titled THE POWER OF LOVE. The film kept me thinking. Some of us have long forgotten about what it is like to be head-over-heels in love. When we were students, we had such experiences because there was nothing doing anyway.

We were either learning how stylishly to smoke ‘jot’ or how romantically to fall in love. Anyhow, I was intrigued by this latest movie because of the way love unlimited was portrayed on screen. It took my memory back many years to relive those youthful days when we felt we’d really die if jilted by our lovers.

The storyline of THE POWER OF LOVE is really an exciting one. The combination of love, treachery and intrigue made me feast my eyes intently on the screen, unbelieving the extent the force of love can reach.

Ama and Afua are good friends. But when it comes to matters of the heart, they have different tastes; Ama is content with only her boyfriend (a student) and Afua samples the bigwigs around town. Afua, not satisfied with the shots in town, wants Ama’s boyfriend Joe in addition. She lies to Joe that Ama has often been picked by a man on four-wheels, whereupon Joe dismisses Ama and takes on Afua.

Advertisement

Ama doesn’t realise that it is her best friend Afua who is destroying her relationship with Joe until she catches her having sex with him. She collapses and goes out of her mind from the broken heart. But before then, she had been made pregnant by Joe.

Having escaped from a psychiatric hospital, she roams town murmuring Joe’s name. Heavily pregnant now, she espies Joe boarding a mini bus and runs towards him. Joe, seeing her approaching, quickly disembarks and takes off.

Ama pursues him furiously, and he runs to his home where he finds his bosom friend Frank making love to Afua. He immediately realises the treachery of Afua who instigated him to leave Ama.

He intends leaving the home in disgust and meets mad Ama at the door and embraces her despite her madness. Instantly, she regains her sanity.

Advertisement

Love indeed heals the wounds of the mind and it is the greatest positive force in the world. Incidentally, the greatest negative force is hatred.

Greatest force

Now coming to talk about love, I reiterate it is the greatest force imaginable. That is why a man will butcher his rival to death if he catches him climbing his wife without asking permission; and a woman will go mad if jilted.

It is also for this reason that a young boy who is scared stiff of cemeteries and under normal circumstances would not dare go near one, will this time walk boldly through a cemetery at midnight if that is the only way to his lover’s abode.

Advertisement

The Bible describes love for our neighbours as the surest way to heaven: Love thy neighbour as thyself.

Unfortunately, what Ghanaians are more interested and skilful in is loving the opposite sex. Romance under the cover of darkness is what we understand love to be all about. When it comes to loving our fellow human beings, we are found wanting.

People hate others just because they are of another tribe and do not speak the same native language. Too much grudge-bearing that does not augur well for national development.

War in Liberia, carnage in Rwanda are the results of the absence of love for one’s fellow being. If everybody could express a little bit of love for his fellow being irrespective of tribe, race, politics or religion, Sikaman—and indeed, the world—will be a more habitable place.

Advertisement

This article was first published on Saturday, October 29, 1994


Join our WhatsApp Channel now!
https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbBElzjInlqHhl1aTU27

Continue Reading

Features

Monsieur’s daughter – (Part 7)

Published

on

“Sir,” Ms. Odame said when David Asante answered the call, “my name is Victoria Odame. I’m a teacher at Research School in Koforidua. I would like to come and see you concerning a student called Sarah.”

“Okay, madam. I would be very glad to meet you. How can I make your trip easier?”

“I was going to join a bus to Accra.”

“Here’s what we will do. Take a taxi and ask them to bring you to Accra. I will speak to the driver, give him the directions, and pay him when you get here.”

Advertisement

The taxi stopped in front of the house. The gate opened, and the driver moved to the long driveway and stopped.

“What a beautiful house,” he said.

David and Adoma came out to meet them. Adoma paid the driver as David and Sarah stared at each other.

“Please come in and sit down,” Adoma invited. She served them water.

Advertisement

“You are welcome,” Adoma continued. “We have been waiting anxiously since you called this morning. So please, let’s hear you.”

Before she could open her mouth, Sarah rose, moved to David, hugged him, and sat on his lap. They both broke into tears. Adoma and Ms. Odame also broke into tears.

“Sorry, madam,” David said. “This whole episode has been a very difficult one. But let’s do the proper thing. Let’s hear you first, and I will also speak. I’m sure we need to answer some questions immediately.”

“Okay, sir. I have been taking an interest in Sarah because, although she’s brilliant academically, she seemed to be troubled. Following my discussions with her and some whispers I had been hearing, I went to Aboso Senior High School and spoke to your former colleague, Mr. Hanson. He told me that you were an exemplary teacher who was loved by all, and he also told me about the unfortunate events that caused you to leave for Germany. So I returned to Koforidua with the view to finding the appropriate means of helping to solve this problem.”

Advertisement

“Great. Ms. Odame, I have to thank you for finally helping us to solve this problem. Now, let me state the facts. This is what happened.

“Gladys and I met and got married whilst we were both teachers in the school. Some months into our marriage, she told me that she needed to spend some days with her parents, and I agreed.

“It turned out that she was actually spending time in a hotel with her ex-boyfriend, Simon. This happened again after Sarah was born. I got wind of this and told her that I was no longer interested in the marriage.

“I started preparing to travel to Germany. She pleaded for forgiveness, but I stood my ground. Then she told me that she would punish me for rejecting her.

Advertisement

“She came out later to say that Sarah was not my child, but Simon’s. She went and hid her somewhere, obviously expecting that I would fight to take my child. I was actually going to do that, but my parents advised me that it was almost impossible to win such a fight.

“They advised that, difficult as it sounded, I should leave the child with her because she would come back to me eventually. I have absolutely no problem taking care of you, Sarah. I am taking care of quite a number of kids who are not mine. So that is what happened. My hands were tied. I have been trying to find out how you are doing.

“I kept hearing that you were doing well at school. I also heard that Gladys and her husband were having problems, but I kept hoping that my daughter would at least be okay till it was possible for me to go for her.”

“Sarah, now you have met your dad. You will be free to—”

Advertisement

“I’m not going anywhere!” she declared as she held on to him.

“You don’t have to worry about that, Sarah,” Adoma said. “We have been looking forward to the day you come home. This is your home. Now, you have to meet your siblings.” She called Abrefi and Adaawa.

“Girls, we told you that you have a sister who would join us anytime. Now here she is.”

“Sarah?” Abrefi asked.

Advertisement

“Yes,” Adoma replied. The girls hugged her and took her away.

“Now,” David said, “I think it is time to call Madam Gladys.” He dialed the number.

“My name is David Asante. I’m here in my house with my daughter Sarah. I hear you have told her all sorts of crazy stories about me. I could make life very difficult for you, but I won’t.

“You are your own worst enemy. I don’t think you should be expecting her anytime soon. What do you say?”

Advertisement

Gladys stayed silent for over a minute, then cut the line.

“Food is ready,” Adoma announced. “Everybody, please come to the table.”

Sarah chatted excitedly with her siblings as Adoma and David spoke with Ms. Odame. She kept staring at her father.

“Now, Ms. Odame, after you have brought such joy into our home, should we allow you to go back to Koforidua today, or should we wait till we are ready to release you? I could call your husband and ask permission.

Advertisement

“And please don’t tell me you didn’t bring anything for an overnight stay. There are several supermarkets around here. We can fix that problem quickly.”

“I will beg you to release me. Now that I have been so warmly welcomed here, I already feel part of this home. Koforidua is not that far away, so I will visit often.”

“Well, let’s see what the kids have to say. Ladies, shall I release Ms. Odame to go back to Koforidua?”

“No!” they shouted, and all broke into laughter.

Advertisement

“Ms. Odame, I will have mercy on you. But we are going to do something to make it easy for you to visit us. My wife wants to show you something. Please follow her.”

Adoma led her to the driveway as the others followed. They stopped in front of the car.

“This is a Toyota Corolla 1600. It is very reliable and good on petrol consumption. We are giving this to you in appreciation of your help in getting our daughter back to us.

“And here in this envelope is a little contribution to help you with maintenance. And here in this other envelope is a gift to help with your children’s school fees.”

Advertisement

As she stood, stunned, and stared from the car to the envelopes, David put his hand around his family.

“Let’s leave her to take a look at her car. Ms. Odame, one of my drivers will drive you to Koforidua and leave your car with you. We are waiting inside.”

By Ekow de Heer

Advertisement
Continue Reading
Advertisement

Trending