Open letter to the "ASSERTIVE" geng

 

How hard is it to allow people to choose their poisons? (Photo credit: Google)

Most times, people underrate the value of quality friendships and often blow up bridges until they need to use it again; people don’t mind burning ladder sticks when they’re cold and then make it seem as if the world is against them when they need to ascend, you too see.

The most common conversation on social media today is that of people that will tell you they’re canceling you if you’re not voting their own candidate at the coming elections, what happens to allowing people to make their choices out of free will?

I actually have no motivational talks for anyone today and I’ll align with Dr. Dipo’s post that I saw yesterday; if you want to cancel all your friends because they’re not interested in voting your political candidate, please go ahead and do so.

If you feel your employer is stupid to follow a certain candidate you don’t like, fire your boss today! Sheybi your conscience is king, send out your CV to potential employers that will vote your candidate and trust me, you’ll be happy… Right?

E remain one, if you’re married and your wife won’t vote your preferred candidate, do you have a solid divorce lawyer? Or you’re a young girl and your boyfriend doesn’t want to get sense and vote your candidate, break up with him danu danu… Nonsense.

Same people that will ask you to allow them make their own decisions are the same people acting like they are the personal lord and saviors over others. The part that makes me laugh the most is the hypocrisy around the religious affiliations LOL.

I will come back to APC’s rented hustlers (clergies) sometime later but does it occur to you that while you’re bashing one party for choosing Muslim/Muslim ticket, the ones that balanced it will laugh at all of you when they meet at their Ogboni meeting (help me insert the shining teeth emoji here) LMAO.

As my friend, choose whom you want to serve with your full chest and stand by it. What I will not take is for you to come and lament when the consequences of your personal choice come to roost. I will laugh at you and still buy you beer on top. Selah.

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