Ingratitude Is Silanyo’s Nature
Man may live only eighty years. His feet walk down a path of tears. Use your life well for death comes soon from north or south, at night or noon. Dear Somalilanders, we have to understand that integration is not like being, and that being comes with childhood memories ingrained in one’s formative years through the mothers bedside stories, and the early stage of learning legendary tales and myths told around the Camp – fire, or while you holding your mother Apron – Strings. What you learn and experience in adulthood gives you knowledge and enables you to find your way in life; but it does not necessarily change your being as a character. A figment of imagination exists only in imagination.
Acting as a cocoon in your own Psychological enclaves, and recalling your past experience. That is why we don’t get along with Doctor Gaboose, although we share the same roots. Somalilanders are only one people regardless to the difference of their body proportions, color, ethnicity, level of education, or standard of living. The sun – rise never failed us yet. Faint heart never won fair lady. The hardest job a child faces is that of hearing manners without seeing any.
Every failure teaches a man something if he is willing to learn A good slogan can stay analysis for fifty years. What gems of painting or statuary are in the World of Art; or what flowers are in the World of nature, are gems of thoughts to the cultivated positive thinking minds. Hope ties us to the future, as memory ties us to the past. The squeaky wheel does not always necessarily get the grease. In some occasions, it must be replaced. Fruitful minds spring up under every disadvantage, and working their solitary but resistible way through a thousand obstacles, simply by demolishing the bridges behind them.
Then they have no other choice but to move forward. Four wheel drives means just getting stuck in more inaccessible places. When unity is our strength, then diversity is our beauty. Malcolm X was black American demagogue leader who used to try to win support by inflaming his people’s emotions and prejudices. Exhorted black Americans to cast off the shackles of slavery and racism by “any means necessary” including violence.
He was an articulate, passionate, naturally gifted, and inspirational Orator. He said, there is no a turn of the cheek revolution. Power in defense of freedom is greater than powering against tyranny and oppression. Real power comes from our conviction which produces uncompromising action or attitude. He believed that education is the passport to the future, for tomorrow belongs to those who prepare for it today.
Malcolm X Predicted at that time, by saying that the muck and mire of the filthiest civilization and Society on this earth planet is the Americans. Remember! When Malcolm X predicted this doctrine, we had not seen the uniformed American soldiers urinating on the dead bodies of the Taliban. Or that never lasting shame of the scandals of Abu – Gureb Jail in Iraq. Malcolm X said, our greatest mistake of our sovereignty. We have been trying to organize a sleeping society to comprehend certain specific goals. You have to wake the people up first. Then you can get the action.
Mr.Silanyo, yesterday was a painful memory, today is dark, and there is no a promising tomorrow. But a shocking tomorrow is on the horizon. Remember! A poet can survive every thing but misprint. We are all eyes and ears when you are handing your resume to Sheikh Sharif in Istanbul in the coming June. Mr.Silanyo, thank you for being the you that you are. Inflation is at climax, prices are sky – rocketing, unemployment is at the highest percentage since 1993.
Justice is for sale and you are falsely incriminating your old friends. Corruption, nepotism, and tribalism has dressed up with it’s most beautiful and protective gown. The Mother – In – Law from Hell that we have prepared it’s coffin, but always survives all flood and fire is playing it’s best role since 1960.
Poverty, disease are spread every where. The pile of the bread is distributed unevenly among the public.. Safety and security are out of hand and your security forces are trespassing to our bedrooms. Your regime is creating friction, malice, and enmity among families and friends. Illegal immigration of our youth to the dead – Sea is increasing by the hour. Plus the bombardment and shelling of our brothers in Buhoodle.
Due to all these and other stomach – aching factors. The rage and anger of the nation is simmering. But our own Dalai – Lama, ( Buddhist Monk.) Mr.Silanyo is hiding hatred with a false smile of lying lips. Saying, “I am now going to dance through life as if no one is watching me” . As a Suni member of Bali – Gubadle Province, what guaranty of safety I do have; after you exterminate the Shia in the East and the Wahabists in the West.
Give me the list who is next? Mr. John Chrétien , prime minister of Canada asked the moron, bully Bush, during the G- 8 meeting held in Mexico in 1991, the War in Iraq. With my sincere apology; deep, deep from my heart, I apologize ten thousand times for President Rilyalle for all sling of criticism that I have said to him in the past.
Can you believe what happened after all those golden expectations? Or were you expecting this tyrant regime that swallows more than they can chew, and has no heart?
Mr.Silanyo, if you want to get undivided attention to every word you say. Talk while you are sleeping. The nurse that can smile when something goes wrong, is probably going off duty. You are swallowing your own words and proving yourself as ungrateful, coward, by fabricating false stories to incriminate your old friends, like Ahmed Omer Xai Abdillahi ( Xamarje ), and how savagely you treatd your cherished mentor with a humble presence, Mr.Mohamoud Abdulkadir).
Those faithful friends that you used to treat them as a human shield during your challenge to President Riyalle. What a crying shame your police officers witnessed against you in your Mahdawe Court in Hargeisa. If at all you have a healthy conscious.
Please resign right now. If not, I am sure you will leave the throne while you are naked and wearing ear – rings. If you can’t see the flame, you will feel the heat. Don’t cut off your nose to spite your face. Mr.Silanyo, money can’t buy you friends, but you get a better class of enemy.
You can’t burp or belch more stinking – Bombs, or bite more severely than your previous deceased, mentor, and spiritual leader late Vampire. Look back and think deeply. He vanished with all those effective, painful tools. But we, the masses are still alive and enjoying life. The bruises are not healed and the blood is not dry yet.
The reason we learn history is. While we are witnessing what is happening today; and we have read about the past; then simply we can predict what is going to happen tomorrow. Loyalty to Mother In – Law from hell, plus turning a blind eye to history are the symptoms of my killing disease.
Yesterday you were acting as a chicken scary old man, using Mohamed Hashi Elmi ( Mr.M.White ) Mohamed Abulkader, Ali Aw Muhumed ( Ali Marshal) Mohamed Eskerso, Mrs.Anab Eleye, Ahmed omer ( Xamarje ) and many others as a human shield, during your challenge to President Riyalle. While alienating them today and falsely incriminating them as criminals. That is a crying shame of stigma that will fellow you where ever you go.
The only difference between Mogadishu and Hargeisa was that we as Somalilanders shout at each other, instead of shooting each other. But now, we are both sailing on the same boat. According to the bonds of your last Contract at Washing in 2009.
Mr.Silanyo, your facts are stranger than fiction, and it is worth a ship load of argument. Because your dark past is playing tricks on your mind; and that is what tickling our throat. Our ears are full with wax and you are always tickling our throat. Mr.Silanyo, He that teaches patience, never knew the pain.
It is fair if you take us back to square one. But remember that,. If you can’t see the flame, you will feel the heat. Our legislative body is the parliament and the traditional leaders. Nobody elected the chiefs and sultans to make our laws. At least, sometimes talk and walk like a lettered man from London university.
I am on my way to Mogadishu. What is wrong? You already passed a motion legalizing us to go to Mogadishu. Do you mean fair in the cradle, foul in the saddle. Mr.Silanyo, go ahead and shoot. Because you are the Sun, you are the moon. You are everything. For your information, I have to remind you that Somalilanders are birds that have no respect for boundaries and restrictions. Your smile is worth it’s face value.
Mr.Dalai Lama, In your election campaign. you promised that every pen will be free to write. No more gags in the mouths to suppress the media. But what happened? When did a girl with a pen and paper became a thief with a knife? You have promised that every child must get a bottle – milk, a toy, and a bath – tub, a School and a play ground.
In my previous e- mail I have told you that the dawn of anticipation forms a soothing pillow for a restless head. We are as young as we look, and as old as we feel. Greatness comes with recognizing that your potential is limited only on how you choose your friends. How you use your freedom, how resolute you are, and how persistent you are. In short, it is your attitude.
Mr.Silanyo. ingratitude is your born nature.
You are beautiful when you are angry. Good bye with a ring and a kiss.
I hate to say I told you, but I did.
Yusuf Deyr,Canada