The country is a powder keg waiting to explode in the hands of the devil that carries stigmata. Sacristans, who drink fresh blood, sleep with strumpets and steal from sacristy. The flies by night bite the house owners and mercilessly suck them dry. Bands of renegades living outside the rear of moral decency. They are at the corridors of power …the hero castle shattered and there seemed to be no ho More
“ First, all who forget history are doomed to repeat it. A man has the right to remember the ugly things that had happened to him - the past history that should not be forgotten’ Second, every civilization that has existed had ultimately collapsed. History, though a living link to things that should always be remembered, is a tale of efforts that failed, or aspirations that were not realized. So as a historian, one has to live with a sense of the inevitability of tragedy’ The third and ultimate is the reason, very obvious and stands that all men living today belong to a single specie and are derived from a common stock making us the world and the children of the world. Then race, which simply and ultimately one of the partially isolated gene pools into which the human species came to be divided during and following its early geographical spread. The paradox which faces us, which is that each group of humans appears to be externally different, yet underneath these differences there is fundamental similarity”.
Synopsis The war ended with its many unlearnt lessons. Strange things were happening. Many systems of government have been experimented on. On the verge of recovery came another blow. The death of a reformer. Suddenly, Mr. Zack a strong fighter of moral piracy of political code and doctrines died on a plane crash .Investigators examining the wreckage ruled political sabotage. The elimination was inconsistence with the time-tested democratic system in practice in the country and elsewhere in the world. It became a tragedy and wound that never healed so fast. Things would never be the same again. History was forgotten and mistakes are to be repeated. Mr. President who headed the saddest chapter of the nation’s political history was fingered as directly responsible. Then came Mr. Ribadau who was dropped after along service at the altar of the ordained thin god Mr. President .He too died of political assassination. The double tragedy marked the genesis of a legal Ping-Pong that saw Mr. President behind the bar in just three years afterward.