Tact, learn it and you can remove the stinger from any bee without getting stung, trust me! The say it’s ‘the ability to tell someone to go to hell in such a way that they look forward to the trip.’
Some
think it’s gutless, so they become so gutsy that they offend others without knowing,
or make sweeping condemnations and expect no one to object, and true, people
hardly do, because the next thing is: banking on some vacuum-minded bandwagon,
they'll nurture a sense of victimhood, putting a spin on your objection as
either a sign of complicity or you’re intolerant.
Here’s
a true story to relate – and reader discretion is advised:
Once
upon a time, a friend, Paco, felt snitched on to the Drug Squad, and his
suspects were the elders of his community. So he went bonkers: “Pa yi fi denj
nuka ndeyam” (the elders here are all motherfuckers). Another friend, Bobo,
took offense and retorted in Fula: a’konti baaba ma (including your dad).
Surprisingly,
we all blamed Bobo for taking shit personal, and you know why? Because the
generalised disrespect was done amid fellow stoners who don’t like the Drug
Squad, for the reason that they make criminals outta descent folks, and these
elders were seen to be getting in the way of that absolute liberty being sought
fi di ganja herb.
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