Huh? Yes, yes, deadly: which refers to anything that brings to mind death, its environment, and its atmosphere.

Obviously, we’re all going to die one day, it’s inevitable 🤣 But also in a, how can I put it, violent way, it’s meh, eh?

Matimaty foana

Poisoning… intoxication… votsatok’antsy… votifitra… and so on, and deaths just as atrocious.

Do we deserve this, the famous journalist would ask, from behind his back? Well… a little bit, yes, no?

You think you’re not concerned by politics, that it doesn’t interest you, that what difference does it make anyway, that it’s not worth voting, and all that?

… and well, here’s the result of your resignation. No more water, no more electricity… soon no more fuel too? Nothing left on our plates.

No more water, no more electricity with this moribund Jirama, so straight back to the tompokolahy sy tompokovavy Middle Ages. Or even prehistoric times?
… Io izy io, the slightest strategic failure and it’s immediately an industrial catastrophe.

The worst thing is that they aren’t even aware that they’ve led the country into an unprecedented humanitarian disaster.

For them, governance means football stadiums, water jets, buses, and fireworks. It’s more important than all these miserable deaths here and there.

We’ve long since planned this extermination, this manenganiny party that we announced more than three years ago.

But as usual, misy mihaino can’t stand criticism and would rather let hundreds of people die than admit for a single second that it’s completely messed up.

Anyway, good luck, everyone. The manenganiny party is unfortunately far from over, and from what I can see, it’s only going to get worse.

But hey, since you’re not kicking up a fuss, since you’re not rebelling, then the situation is still bearable for you?

What do you want me to say then? You’d rather die slowly like a frog being heated in a pan; that’s your choice; we can’t force you.

Ndriii, toutes ces gesticulations dans tous les sens

And in the end, you’ll always only have the leaders you deserve, no change there. You’re fools, you’re happy, life is beautiful.

Good luck, frogs, oh.