Sikaman politicians are among the world's most prolific electoral prophets and soothsayers. After a heavy meal of, fufu and palmnut soup the typical Ghanaian presidential aspirant is automatically transfigured into an astrologer. He can read his political future by gazing into the sky with his arms raised, while speaking in political tongues. Even the celebrated magician, Kofi Larteh, has not acquired such skills.
The interesting thing about politics is the fact that it is an avenue for Ghanaman to hallucinate. Many political aspirants have seen themselves as kings, emperors and presidents ten times ever before they even told their wives of their flagbearership ambitions.
Normally, an observant wife would wonder why her husband has suddenly changed his style of walking. The man's unorthodox choreographical ambulation coupled with the airs with which he carries himself about the home, no doubt preempts the announcement he intends to make to his darling wife. "I am preparing te rule Ghana! If you like mark it on the wall!"
Some wives are cautious when they hear such a statement. Can the bloke be serious? Has he eaten too much of his supper? Isn't the man simply hallucinating? Will he need psychiatric evaluatien?
Fact is that wives knew their husbands best. It is only wives who are privileged to see the nakedness of kings and princess, and of presidents. Even when a husband is robed and decorated in national and international peps, it is only the wife who knows whether the king is a real man of substance or only a decorated nobody as far as his intelligence quotient is concerned.
It is only the wife who knows whether a political aspirant merits a presidential ambition and would ordinarily caution against danger ahead if the husband starts day-dreaming and exhibiting a strange presidential gait.
It is, however, true that some wives either over-value or under-value the collateral worthiness of their husbands. In either case, the husband is misled. A wife would nag her husband to abandon his presidential dreams and think about something more befitting. Others will urge the bloke on. After all a holy spirit filled pastor will pray for him to win.
Some wives erroneously think that when their husbands are good in bed, it means they are good everywhere. But do we blame the women? After all, doesn't every man's ambition begin from the marital bed? That is where your wife will urge you on or discourage you after a sex encounter, during which she is likely to misconstrue your lack of bed-power for political ineptitude. If you cannot perform in your own bed, why worry yourself out there? Logical illogicality!
17 aspirants too many?
When many Ghanaians felt the 17 NPP aspirants were too many, I didn't think so, comparing that number with as many as 437 contestants that aspire in some parties elsewhere on the globe. About three-quarters of them get zero vote. In those places, getting zero is no disgrace. It is an honour. Those who get single one organise parties for themselves. At least, one delegate has shown level-headedness in their favour.
In Ghana, however, a single vote is all you need to tell yourself that politics is not something you are cut for. You just have to lick your wounds and check your travel agent for the next available flight back to your old job. So long staying away to slug it out!
The New Patriotic Party (NPP) congress was a real eye-opener to aspirants of whatever level of ambition, from the kenkey revolutionaries to the political donors. The only person I honestly pity is the vice-president. I thought he should have done better. I like the man!
I am also tempted to be sorry for my one-time lecturer, Professor Mike Ocquaye, one of the popular teachers of the political word who criss-crossed the grounds of Legon to edify people like me. His lectures were always a full-house. I was always in there with guys like Daily Graphic's star writer A.B.A. Fuseini.
I really identified with Prof's green revolution which Ghana badly needs. Any nation that cannot adequately deal with its food needs cannot stand firm to address or pursue higher ideals. So the corn revolution message was one of the definitive gospels that straddled the NPP prophetic landscape.
This man, just like Jake, put forth a passionate message out there, and at the congress he asked for nothing but the mandate of the delegates, obviously for his revolution to stand on a more solid base in fulfillment of his prophecy.
I must say, however, that the mandate is not lost. This is a gallant beginning, and who knows? This might not be end of a prophecy well articulated. It could only be the beginning!
As for Alan, everybody knows that next time is for him. But that prophecy can only be fulfilled if he puts 'cash' as a campaign message aside and preponderates his message on something else more noble, more admirable, more acceptable. Good luck to them all.
Source: The Spectator/Merari Alomele(Sikaman palava)
The interesting thing about politics is the fact that it is an avenue for Ghanaman to hallucinate. Many political aspirants have seen themselves as kings, emperors and presidents ten times ever before they even told their wives of their flagbearership ambitions. 
