Friday, March 29, 2019

The full letter of the daughter of Victor Fotso to Maurice Kamto

It's an open letter that has attracted a lot of comments since its publication on social networks.

Christelle Nadia Fotso, the daughter of the very wealthy Cameroonian businessman Victoire Fotso has just published an open letter addressed to the president of the MRC Maurice Kamto in detention since late January in Kondengui.

Read the full letter:

Eminent confrere,

First of all, I respectfully greet you by expressing the humble wish that your fellow travelers and you can contribute freely to the development of Cameroon, which needs all of its children. We do not know each other well that there are warm ties between my family and you. I had the privilege of observing your illustrious career closely; You are no stranger to my decision to become a Doctor of Law while earning a Masters in International Relations.

Without the arrogance of claiming from you, it is possible to deny neither the impact you have had on our profession nor the fact that you are an example for those who have made the law their only weapon to make our country, our continent and our world better. Curiously, I followed your campaign without participating in the last presidential elections. History and current events have convinced me that while it is true that a democracy can hardly exist without universal suffrage, the latter can harm a population. For a long time, a question tapped my mind, knowing in what policy would transform the exceptional jurist that you are. Until last week, without seducing me or simply persuading me, your ideas, your speeches and your actions had never embarrassed me.

The press conference of your councils, Eminent Confrère, revolted me. Certainly, from now on, you are first and foremost a policy that probably does not belong to you, but I dare not believe that the jurist you were, could have endorsed such a spectacle. Beyond its effectiveness, it was momoféérique by ignoring the historicity of our country; it has locked us into an infernal system of colonial archaism that would require that in Cameroon, even the present or future president of tomorrow needs a white wizard to exist or just not die judicially and politically.

Brother, you have excellent lawyers, with brio they will represent you; they will effectively carry your voice to those who matter. Too infirm and insignificant to understand the issues, grieved, I can not lose the heavy suspicion that you missed an appointment with history by forgetting not your roots but by obscuring what is the strength of your journey. Young Cameroonian turned jurist, you have not joined the black, you have understood that, although having the black skin, it was necessary to refuse to wear a white mask and say the right just the right to proclaim loud and clear that it is up to Cameroonians to save and make Cameroon!

Brother, you did not, last week, once again, seize the rare opportunity to allow our country to discover its innumerable talents by putting forward admirable and admired colleagues such as Master Ndoki. It would have calmed the existential and perpetual anguish of a nation but also that of generations of jurists and lawyers that you have largely formed who despair of having today even on their lands to convince theirs that they are the equals of colleagues born with the mask of competence.

Cameroon lives a singular moment.Cameroonians are naked and will have to learn to dialogue without getting angry. It is as heartbreaking as problematic that you who must lead by example make a choice that distorts the fight we are fighting to have a bright future in common. I write to you, Eminent confrere, with humble confidence that the committed lawyer you have been able to keep silent after the press conference of your illustrious counsel, having the wave to the soul when the most distinguished of them affirmed that he had no intention of becoming familiar with the Cameroonian code while rising to the level of the authorities of a country he knows as Tintin knew the Congo by expressing with the paternalism of a Béké Christ of the Rue Cases-Nègres or Texaco in front of an audience subjugated by its game of claims become wobbly because stripped! It is yes, Eminent Confrère, that I reproach you as a woman, lawyer and lawyer, to have legitimized the legal stripping by confirming to your people that black is black and that the more the cause is beautiful, noble and existential, it is necessary to whiten it, to kill its skin, to become orange, red, whiter than white, and to lose its Cameroonianity in the country of Ernest Ouandié to internationalize it without dressing it in the sublime globality of Edouard Glissant.

Dare Cameroon to the end, Professor Kamto! You started so well ... Do not stop there. Cameroonize to the dregs! Like Cesaire, I'm back in my native country and I look to you, my eldest, for an answer to the most important question: who are we?