I’m
an admirer. Of your pictures. I don’t envy you. I think I would love to
meet you in person – and disappear. Maybe, that’s why I admire your
tenacity to ‘pepper’ the haters and ‘humble’ them, but since they
‘humbled’ the kidnapper Evans, I have been thinking about you. I didn’t
say you are a kidnapper. Far from that. I am just worried about you.
Let’s take a spirituality class.
There
is something called Wheel of Samsara in Hinduism. It rotates. It moves.
It never stays in one place. It is like a table, which always turns.
And within all of us, there is what we call willpower and the Cruel
Mind. It’s okay if you say I am saying rubbish, but let us watch between
now and August and see what happens. What we want will always come to
us, if we focus on them.
You
have defeated poverty, but you spend a lot of energy dragging poverty
along with you. You feel bad leaving poverty. You feel vengeful. You
feel you need to retaliate. That is why you have chosen to oppress us,
most of us who may never really enjoy the kind of life that you are
enjoying.
Money
is addictive; it is also an illusion. Everyone needs an addiction,
everyone needs it. When we have it, it is like a magnet, it attracts
everyone. You know when you hold a magnet, it attracts everything that
it can attract. It grabs them, hold them. That’s what you have done.
I
doubt there is any mind that has any positive vibes for you any more.
We are tormented by your showcase of wealth. We may not say it, but we
are not happy.
A
very famous musician, William Onyeabor was laid to rest recently. Mr
Onyeabor, before his death, dissociated himself from the proceeds of his
music. He said he had made the music with finances and money from a
Russian mafia and syndicate. He died a Born Again, but he didn’t leave
the house he built with that money. He died under the roof of that
house.
The
precious thing that Mr Onyeabor gave us is his music. I am sure you
know one of his songs, ‘When the Going is Smooth and Good’? Let me share
some of the lyrics of that song with you here, quickly:
When The Going Is Smooth And Good
Many, Many People Will Be Your Friend
Many, Many People Will Be Your Friend
Oh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!
When The Going Is Smooth And Good
Many, Many People Will Be Your Friend
Many, Many People Will Be Your Friend
But When The Going Becomes Tough
Many Of Your Friends Will Run Away
Many Of Your Friends Will Run Away
Dear
Hushpuppi, I love that you have really worked smart and escaped
poverty. I can tell you that poverty is a terrible thing. When you are
poor, nobody wants to be your friend. If people are honest with
themselves, we only want to enjoy with the rich, like you, even if it’s
just a pie of your happiness. You are really living well, based on
statistics from social media. The pictures are so colourful, but I for
once, I don’t envy you. I know why and I will tell you.
Most
of the victims of Chukwudi Dumeme “Evans” Onwuamadike are Igbo people.
You know, they say the richest men in Nigeria are on the covers of
Forbes magazine. I tell them, “No.” If you want to find the richest men
in Nigeria, take a walk to Alaba, Balogun, Yaba, Onitsha markets and you
will find them.
I
have briefly done business with these men. They are very secretive with
their wealth. They do not like attention. Those of us who seek for
attention for the penny we have, are not wise and because we are mostly
attention whores, we seek for attention with anything. Also, what
doubles it is that some of us who seek attention and validation from the
populace come from poor homes. When a poor man begins to see little
wealth, it gets into his head.
I
like that you want to ‘humble’ people, but there is no competition in
the pursuit of wealth. Wealth will come and go. We all know that and you
sef, will get bored of ‘humbling’ people some day and you will be
‘humbled.’ But, please, shine! It’s your turn to shine.
Dear
Hushpuppi, I know you don’t print money, so I want to assume that you
have a glowing business that brings in lots of money. Hopefully, just
like William Onyeabor left his music behind for us to enjoy, you will
learn to leave a legacy behind; something that the next generations will
talk about. It won’t augur well if your story turns out to be something
similar to Evans’. That won’t be nice. So, be nice to us.
Torment
us with pictures. I look forward to reading captions that have your
name on it. I actually genuinely admire the fact that you can have such
freedom and expressively show your wealth to the public and don’t expect
any reprisal of any sort. If I had your kind of money, I would be
scared showing it online, because I am certain that my phones will ring
ceaselessly: those I owe money and those who need money will call and
make requests. I don’t know how you handle this.
Also,
I admire how you spend that sort of money in clubs with ‘friends.’ Your
friends, I must say, are terrible people. They never show that they are
proud of you. If I were you, when I am with you in the club, I would
post pictures and even tell the world that you are the Reigning King and
that everyone should fear you. Your ‘Champagne Friends’ wouldn’t do
that, because the day you are going down, they are not going down with
you. They are here for the drinks and the little cash. They are going to
say sweet things to you, but you are going to carry your cross alone.
Just because like you, I am an attention whore, I will end this letter now and hope to meet you someday.
Hugs,
Onyeka Nwelue
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