65 years later, we need water and electricity

Huh? Oh yes, absolutely. The lack of water and electricity is killing… and quite massively, even recently, isn’t it?

And to this pressing demand, what is the answer?

An evangelical evening, drones, fireworks. As a bonus, you also get electric buses, a military plane, any zay Casa eee..

… then 250 meters of water jets and more drones and fireworks 🤣

Negative minds criticize everything, we’re told religiously. Well, just involving the state in religious concerts, how can I put it… that’s a bit cult-like, right?

And indeed, when we don’t have much left to offer the plebs, what do we give them? A little opium, hallelujah, amen, we agree.

Except that, as we said above, carelessness and incompetence end up killing. And not just a little, eh?

65 years of independence to finally arrive at the grand finale: no more water or electricity, waaaa… Clap clap clap, that’s a real world record.

With its trail of poverty and misery that exists nowhere else in the world. Not to mention this massive and widespread insecurity, clap clap clap again.

No, we were not born to criticize. Like the Solelakists, we would have liked to sincerely rave about the 32 million babakoto who would all have access to water and electricity.

We would have liked to applaud an economic boom that benefits everyone, and not just a handful at the top of the pyramid, while the bottom eats their pee every day, while frolicking in their own poop.

We too would have sung the praises of virtually non-existent insecurity and true food self-sufficiency.

And besides, isn’t that all the stuff we promised with great fanfare to get elected? IEM eee… Velirano eee…

Yes, rather DTC eee no? They continue their obsession with impressing the whole world. So you, the poor bastard with your €2 a day, face it, they don’t give a damn about you. You’re actually a bit of a blot on the jet-set landscape they’re trying to establish: Nosy Be, Dubai, Monaco, Nice, yeeeees.

But the Ambositra, the Ikongo, and all that, noooo 🤣

In short, this is where you are on the eve of this 65th anniversary of your so-called independence.

Pseudo because a President of the Republic who has the nationality of another country, again, is it worth mentioning?

Kafka in the grotesque kingdom of the endemic madman, we said? Seasoned with the surrealism dear to André Breton and the painting of Salvador Dali? Io izy io.

Good luck, people. Someone asked me again yesterday in a private message: “Elman, sao dia diso firenena ary za”?

Only you have the answer to this question. I already answered it for myself a few years ago.