Saturday, 18 November 2017

About the ex-Interior Minister...

I don't know the man in person. In fact, prior to December last year, and my decision to vote for "anything" against the idiocratic shitstem we had, Mai Fatty was to me as all politicians were: self-serving. However, we (humans) as visual creatures process information, form opinions and perceptions about people and things based on what we see.

So, in the absence of evidence or the state opening up to say otherwise, the man was a hardworking Minister, radically accessible and a dandified gentleman. For now, the conflicting accusations I'm seeing on here are what they are: rumours, devious innuendos, and assumptions - evincing nothing but the typical: e'nyan, bon, fimisteh, khiss, sohorr, waaneh, kaajeh, rambajj... yeah, and that too.

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