Why TB Joshua was right

The way we’ve all been fixated on Trump, you would think that the clocks stopped ticking since November 8, just because of the election in America, but it didn’t. As a matter of fact in some parts of the world, people adjusted their sleeping patterns so as to gain an extra hour of sleep. Across […]

The way we’ve all been fixated on Trump, you would think that the clocks stopped ticking since November 8, just because of the election in America, but it didn’t. As a matter of fact in some parts of the world, people adjusted their sleeping patterns so as to gain an extra hour of sleep. Across the four corners of the globe, things were happening – most of them bad.
If you lived in Zimbabwe or India for instance, Hilary or the Donald could not have bothered you. Old Uncle Bob has not stopped issuing words of wisdom on every topic under the sun, but he has been so busy it is unlikely he would have a memed wisecrack for the Donald. Apart from keeping an eye out for the shenanigans of Morgan Zvangirai, old Uncle Bob has been experimenting on how to deny a hungry child of his meal and yet prevent them from crying.
For years now Zimbabwe has abandoned its worthless dollar for the American one similar only in name. That seemed to have worked for those who think that borrowing a wheelbarrow to pay for a loaf of bread at the bakers is not good PR. But the devil from America has taken the shine out of that ingenuity, as even the American dollar is scarce. Trust the old fox, he opted to issue bonds to bridge the gap and stop the protests on the streets.
India’s president appears to have caught Sai Baba’s anti-corruption bug in his attempt to make Indian fat cats pay their fair share of tax so that government can work. Failing, he made an overnight decree making huge denominations illegal tender and printing new currency. That seemed to have sent most Indians to the streets, but not in protest, in search of cash to meet the demands of daily transactions. Rather than pay attention to America copying its advancement at the polls, Indians resorted to paying area boys to hold their positions on overnight queues while they rushed home to take a shower, if they wanted cash to pay for quotidian services. As a result, Indians had no time to laugh at America’s failed bid to install an Indira Ghandi.
If the feminist establishment thought that their enemies unfairly targeted Hillary Clinton in America, it was because they did not hear of the intense headache of South Korea’s female president, Park Geun-Hye. Ms Geun-Hye has been accused of not doing enough to prevent her influence from being used by her close friend, Choi Soon-Sil who allegedly leveraged on their relationship to make herself a few millions. Heh, it is not clear that Geun-Hye had any genetic social link with Hillary Clinton who is now believed to have lost her bid because she used her former official positions to help the Clinton Foundation make a few billions. Beware of dissimilar similarities.
If the mob got their way, Geun-Hye would be spewed out; if she survived, well, perhaps it may be because she shares a political survival gene with South Africa’s Jacob Zuma whose government successfully starred down opposition calls for his resignation. Mr. Zuma was so sure of the efficacy of his Sangoma’s juju to defeat an umpteenth parliamentary vote of no confidence that he took an official trip to visit old Uncle Bob in Harare. It is not clear if they shared African survival inoculation, but by the time he returned to Pretoria, he had proved another MKO Abiola proverb right, that you cannot shave a man’s head in his absence. In spite of proof that he relinquished executive power to hire or fire to his Indian friend, the Guptas, Zuma survived the vote. And so it stands that anyone wanting a piece of the South African pie should still contact the Guptas.
While Europe and Canada are still looking into the beauty of assisted suicide, a Moroccan fish seller sold himself into martyrdom when, in an attempt to retrieve his fish from the garbage dump, he was crushed to death. Mouhcine Fikri’s fish was confiscated by Naija-style environmental task force and thrown in the dump. He dove in to retrieve his wares when the incident or accident happened leading to an Arab Spring-like form of protest in Rabat. But King Mohammed VI is a smart monarch. He immediately ordered his interior minister to visit the Fikri’s and offer official apology. He also launched an investigation into the matter. Fikri’s death may win the right to earn a living to Morocco’s poor and hungry, but that remains to be seen. However, for those who were looking for Mohammed Boazizi-style Arab Spring in Morocco, well, not so easy.
Time would not permit us to check on Joseph Kabila’s treatise – how to postpone elections, or how TB Joshua scored a fast one on his critics by reminding us of the Verdict 83 saga in which a famed Naija parapsychologist predicted that Shamgar the son of Anat, mentioned in the Bible would win that year’s election. So, you see the world did not stand still before November 8; it is unlikely to stay tranquil after January 20.