Monday, February 3, 2020

Paris meeting: 'The dead were wrong not to be present' - Wilfried Ekanga

In a tribune published on his Facebook page on Monday February 3, 2020, the brilliant Wilfried Ekanga speaks on the meeting of Maurice Kamto in Paris, at Place de la République, on Saturday February 1.

The political analyst affirms in his chronicle that Paris has fallen, like the walls of Jericho in the Bible. "Everyone has seen, Paul Biya has seen, Atanga Nji has seen, France has seen, the Panurgians have seen, it was magic, it was magical. We sounded the horn and the Walls of Jericho collapsed. Yes yes, Paris has fallen. The ground is still shaking, ”writes the activist of the MRC. 

Delusional! the word is not strong enough to describe the massive presence of Cameroonians in the diaspora at the MRC meeting. And the one who attended this meeting is already drawing the consequences. "We are going to (re) teach you respect for human rights, and if necessary, we will even force you out of madness." Rest assured, it is an act of love. We were a human tide in Paris, but your slapping sub-prefects (and your slapping "patriots") have not noticed any disturbance to public order. We repeat to you that patriotism is not love for Paul Biya. Cameroon is not a man. On the contrary, this Paul Biya does not like Cameroon. When you love your country, you don't spend 4 months in a room by a Swiss lake at 30 million a night while 4 children perish in Wollorde due to lack of water. It is quite the opposite: 

Lebledparle.com offers the full text. 

The Walls of Jericho

PARIS WAS MAGIC! PARIS IS FALLED! 

"And I saw a crowd that no one could count" 

This sentence from the Book of Revelation was written (according to the Bible) by the apostle John on the island of Patmos almost 2000 years ago. The only problem is that this Saturday, the MRC had no desire to wait for the apocalypse to gather a historic crowd. Everyone saw, Paul Biya saw, Atanga Nji saw, France saw, the Panurgians saw, it was magic, it was magical. We sounded the horn and the Walls of Jericho collapsed. Yes yes, Paris has fallen. The ground still trembles. 

We told you so ; you were warned that their simulated "election campaign" in poto-poto would end this Saturday. You were promised that they would forget about their meetings sprayed with cassava oil and the "political projects" that they have to present to the population, to open their big eyes (follow my gaze) on what is happening in 6000 km. You understand that we are swimming in full brain spiritism. Their femurs are charred.

And above all we told you that it is we who dictate political news in the country of Shrimps. The same people who announced that we were not going to mobilize anyone bought 5 Powerbanks to follow our meeting. This is what happens when you no longer know what meaning gives to your life after 38 seasons of vampirism. But you are only at the beginning of your frustrations. In the days and weeks to come, we will continue with heavy artillery. Don't dream, sorry. Your February 9 will pass anonymously from the cemetery. And on February 10, it will always be us. From January 1 to December 31, 2020, we will only be talking about us. You will only talk about us. 

Someone ready to start betting? 

We will (re) teach you how to respect human rights, and if necessary, we will even force you out of madness. Rest assured, it is an act of love. We were a human tide in Paris, but your slapping sub-prefects (and your slapping "patriots") have not noticed any disturbance to public order. We repeat to you that patriotism is not love for Paul Biya. Cameroon is not a man. On the contrary, this Paul Biya does not like Cameroon. When you love your country, you don't spend 4 months in a room by a Swiss lake at 30 million a night while 4 children perish in Wollorde due to lack of water. It is quite the opposite: it is political cannibalism. 

I repeat: Paris has fallen! Jericho has lost its walls!

The excitement of a crowd that we did not pay to be there, opposite your ball of kleptomaniacs where a fish without scales is enough to soften you like Turkish pizzas. I understand that your goiter is bigger than the CNPS pebble. We know, and you know that under the same conditions, you can never gather the equivalent of your family in a square room. Jealousy haunts you, bitterness devours you, bad faith consumes you. You slept badly this weekend and will still sleep poorly. Relax, let it go. 

Never in human memory has a Cameroonian achieved such a thing outside his land. Without intimidating, without threatening, without paying people and especially without oil. It was an EVENT !!! 

How do people who forbid our meetings in Yaoundé complain that they are organized in the West? You tell us "Come do this here in Cameroon", and when you come to Cameroon you meow: "Politics is not on the street". The same tribalists who call us tribalists have demonstrated their tribalism against the awesome Nkodo Sitonia by calling him a traitor. You are a slaughter, a plague for your country and for Africa. If there is a competition to be as dingos, tell us, we would like to pass it (... or not). 

Now, you are trying to find out what we will do next. Instead of taking care of your elections (where only the fishmongers and the police sent to NOSO will attend), you rather fantasize about the MRC's timetable. Don't be in such a hurry, it's coming. You will know in due time what we will do. When we make the policy of the future and not of food; there is no shortage of occupation. Our country has other problems besides the elections, even if this vision is still beyond you. You will eventually come out of ruminism.

Meanwhile, Jericho is broken; Paris has fallen. Even the dead were wrong not to be present. Gargantuan charisma emerges from Maurice Kamto, and all those who approach him know something about it. He is a straight, upright and ready man. He does not want to be the Messiah, he invites us to be little messiahs to save us ourselves. And like Paris, Cameroon will fall in the near future. He will not fall by bullets against women or by police barbarities as biyayism brilliantly taught us, oh no! He will fall by excess of pedagogy and political education. It is the spirit of the Renaissance. 

Long live the longest political death in history. We have been dying for a year. The proof in these images. 

In short, we will die alive. 

EKANGA EKANGA CLAUDE WILFRIED


Source: lebledparle.com