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Tragedy of the Quarter: The death of Komla Dumor. May he rest in perfect.

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  1. The most anti-climax moment of the Quarter: The announcement by Ayittey Powers that he wasn’t going to fight Bukom Banku again, after all the hype.
  2. Tragedy of the Quarter: The death of Komla Dumor. May he rest in perfect.
  3. The most popular new word: Tweaa
  4. The most popular phrase: “Are you my co-equal?” A close second is “Kwasia bi nti”.
  5. Most illusive/ hyped fight  of the quarter: Ayittey Powers vrs Bukom Banku.
  6. Most Popular Coward: Ayittey Powers
  7. The most “popular” Bible verse: Acts 16:33, (APV) – For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life.
  8. Discovery of the Quarter: Demons inside Ayittey Powers’ hair.
  9. Most Popular Politician: Tweea DCE, Gabriel Barima
  10. Export Commodity of the Quarter: Tweaa.
  11. Most Popular Facebooker of the Quarter: Kwame Gyan
  12. Sacking of the Quarter: The dismissal of the Tweea DCE after, being he was first pardoned and, bouyed by the President’s usage of the word ‘tweea’ in Parliament, granting an interview to Joy FM in which he said he was proud of what he said since it had made him popular. He even said he had become a tourist commodity.
  13. Journalist of the Quarter: Manasseh Awuni Azure of Joy FM
  14.  Promise of the Quarter: Given by Deputy Education Minister Sam Okudzeto Ablakwa, that by end of March 2014, the government will roll out 100 new Senior Secondary schools. Meaning work will start on 100 sites.
  15. Beard of the Quarter: No challenger. And no one should accuse me of nepotism. This goes to Uncle Dr ABS Oko Rick R Vanderpuije.
  16. Most Fire-Prone sites: Markets
  17. BaldHeads of the Quarter: Nii Ayi Tagoe and Anny Osabutey
  18. Quote of the Quarter: “I bring adama and shaving stick to ring. after I beat Ayitey, i use adama make him hair black, then I shave am. Nonsense hair cut. Just do sakora. because of he hair I want beat am waa. He head make me remember kokonte and groundnut soup. I don’t like kokonte.” ~ Bukom Banku
  19. Most Listened-to Politician: Dr Mahamudu Bawumia.
  20. Emerging Economists of the Quarter: Anita De Sooso and Abraham Amaliba for using cutting-edge research to diagnose the causes of the depreciation of the Ghana cedi against the major currencies. The theorems have been captured in the award-winning article: “Of High-Rise Buildings and Low-Rise Dwarfs: Africanomics and the Falling Cedi”.
  21. Prefect of the Quarter: Oko Vanderpuije, for his Friday inspections.
  22. Most Silent Public Institution: CHRAJ.
  23. Advert of the Quarter: MTN radio ad featuring Master Richard. Makye wo sɛ catarrh…hɛɛɛntin!
  24. Planned Future Non-Traditional Export of the Quarter: $30,000 local food allocation for Black Stars for Brazil 2014.
  25. Boys Abrɛ Coach of the Quarter (Foreign Category): David Moyes of Manchester United.
  26. Boys Abrɛ Coach of the Quarter (Local Category): David Moyes of Hearts of Oak. Ei, sorry, I meant Polo.
  27. Footballer of the Quarter: Kwadwo Asamoah of Juventus.
  28. Most Consistent Company: ECG. You can always trust them to de-light their customers.
  29. Comforter of the Quarter: Teddy bear. Especially of the Ministerial type.
  30. Grammatical Arrangement of the Quarter: Trees under schools, School of Trees, eeeerrr ceteraaaaa.
  31. Alumnus of the Quarter: Hon Ameen Salifu of LSE (Attempted category).
  32. Chess Player of the Quarter: Prof Ernest Aryeetey, VC of University of Ghana.
  33. Traffic Planner of the Quarter: Prof Ernest Aryeetey, VC of University of Ghana.
  34. Blowman of the Quarter: Uncle Gbv-Lo. Aka Demolition Man.
  35. Most Forgotten Headmaster: Koku Anyidoho
  36. Synonym of the Quarter: T&T, for Bribe.
  37. The Most Ironical Synonyms: SADA and Sadder.
  38. Campaign of the Quarter: The anti-bribery campaign launched by the IGP with the police supposed to wear armbands with the inscription “I do not receive bribes”. What about T&T?
  39. Headline of the Quarter: “MPs Collect Bribes”.
  40. Navigator of the Quarter: Hon Alban S Bagbin. The number of times he changed his position on the MP bribe allegations in a day was enough to utilise all the routes around the Tetteh-Quarshie Interchange.
  41. Most Silent Politician: Nana Konadu. Michael Teye Nyaunu is a close contender.
  42. Nickname of the Quarter: This is a very tight category. Contenders are Nana Borrow, John the Promiser, Bɔhyɛba, Promise M and Kofi Dubai. Undecided verdict.
  43. Future House Builder of the Quarter: General Mosquito, with his plan to build the Kwasia Bi Nti edifice.
  44. Migrants of the Quarter: SADA trees.
  45. Blog of the Quarter: YesiYesi (formerly http://www.yesiyesighana.wordpress.com, now http://www.yesiyesighana.com). Theyeven got a Kenyan site thinking their satire piece about Lupita was gospel andsome ministers in GH thought so too about some stories. Rememer how their story on Yvonne

    Nelson and cocoa butter went viral?

  46. Wittiest Facebookers of the Quarter: Andre Jr and Quophy Appiah Obirikorang.
  47. Agency of the Quarter: Ghana Meteorological Department, for getting a mention in the President’s speech on Independence Day for not giving enough notice that it would rain on the day. The ceremony happened under a heavy downpour.
  48. Unsettled Minister of the Quarter: Mahama Ayariga for his commentsthat the Finance Minister’s honesty makes government uncomfortable and hisunpreparedness for interviews.
  49. Regime Critic of the Quarter: Dr Tony Aidoo
  50. Most Popular Local Dish of the Quarter: Fufu. It was mentioned in Parliament to be a cancer-causing agent.
  51. Speech of the Quarter: A tie between Nana Akuffo Addo’s declaration to contest for the NPP’s Presidential Primaries and Kwansima Dumor’s tribute to her late husband Komla Dumor.
  52. The News Portal with Most Errors: It is a close tie between Myjoyonline.com and Peacefmonline.com.
  53. Young Entrepreneur of the Quarter: Tonyi Senayah of Horseman Shoes. He is now known as “The President’s Shoemaker”.
  54. Most Promising Brand of the Quarter: WearGhana
  55. Facebook change agent of the Quarter: Efo Dela, for the ‘noise’ he made for the Apam boy who was later offered a scholarship by Ashesi University.
  56. Comedian of the Quarter: Kalybos BoysKasa, the only boss with 1 ‘s’.
  57. Most Controversial Issue of the Quarter: University of Ghana charging road tolls.
  58. Most Huhudious Budget: GFA’s World Cup Budget for Brazil 2014.
  59. State Secret of the Quarter: The GFA Budget for Brazil 2014.
  60. Advertising Campaign of the Quarter: ‘Share A Coke’
  61. Most Loyal Football Supporters of the Quarter: Arsenal Supporters. Of special mention is Anny Osabutey.

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Just for the heck of it, let us say any country where more than one in twenty – five percent of the population, that is – is condemned to open defecation as a fact of daily and regular life, is a Buffoon state. For in that one single fact is bound to be a failure of Law, multiple failures of Infrastructure and a long term consequence of a weak public Education system. I call this the LIE principle – to ignore the need for this in a functioning democracy is to give a lie (pun intended) to the oft repeated chorus that the objects of governance ought to be the welfare of the citizenry.  There was once, in much of Africa, a pulsating sense of greater glory – at Independence, the first liberation. And then there was the riveting expectation of the Second Liberation, the advent of constitutional democracy.
 
What has gone wrong? Has anything gone wrong? Why has democracy of the present day variety in many African countries morphed into something that resembles a mangled version of electoral capitalism, one that has ensured a few elites are mighty prosperous but the many remain in stark naked poverty; demoralized, disillusioned, discouraged and disgruntled? Is the model broken?
 
Sonallah Ibrahim wrote “The smell of it” and angered the ruling classes of his time. The celebrated management writer, Sumantra Ghoshal, was later to come up with the term the smell of the place, in reference to a non-quantitative yet reliable indicator of how well an organization is run. It is a view I subscribe to, with passion. Some things do not need metrics to be obvious – our democracy, the one for which many fought with clenched fists and endangered their lives, the democracy that was meant to deliver sustained prosperity to many, refuses to be what we wanted it to be. The smell of our condition in many parts of Africa today must lead us to reconsider. If the future is left to be just as the present; one of bickering, insensitive and greedy elites strangling an already emasculated and emaciated throbbing mass of the populace, then the future will consume as all – some day for sure.
 
Misguided notions of patriotism are hurled at those who insist that the benchmarks of excellence for any nation are universal. When that fails to deter enough, the more corrosive charge or so it seems, of being part of a Utopian and out of touch group of intellectuals is tried. For that reason let us shout it out: Africa has no excuse, none at all, to explain away contentment with mediocrity.  Yet a tyranny of low expectations continues to dog us in every way. Africa must be part of the definition of the centre of excellence – that was Ngugi’s point in his work, “Moving the centre”. Our present condition may herald trends that point to a better tomorrow but let us face it, the present is definitely not good enough and that is simply the fact. HOPE, by itself and all alone, is a thoroughly incompetent strategy.
 
We have stubbornly refused to become a law-based society. The dangers of “might is right” in governance still lurk very close to the surface. With the least provocation, the volcano erupts and brutal signs of state power or money-power are marshaled to silence intellectual independence. Examples abound. Like Samson we tear down gates to show we are the powerful, damn the courts and the judicial process! Democracy must be founded on strong and independent institutions. And the democratic state must be led – in government and political opposition  –  by those who are nourished on the juice of, to use Montesquieu’s phrase, The Spirit of Laws. A major indicator of how fractured and desperate the condition of lawlessness has become can be found in the dysfunctional but heaving bosom of property rights. The unchecked, ungoverned and explosive emergence of private militia to act as extra-judicial enforcers – for better or for worse, is just one more dangerous example of society ignoring blinking lights. The fault-lines do not disappear merely because we ignore them. Why will a civilized and functioning state see its elites so taken by the use of land-guards? A dense and opaque funding structure for political parties means we do not know who lubricates the wheels of the engines of our electoral politics, in reality. As a result, we do not know who our elected leaders are beholden to when they are elected. And then we seem surprised that the oxygen flow of transparency is cut off by the putrid smells of crony capitalism? Judgment debts’ remain the scarred face of an unembarrassed and never satiated vampire elite. The arteries through which the governed can hold the governors accountable continue to be blocked by those who can. Until, someday, the whole edifice will come crumbling down and then the poor will have nothing to eat but the rich. Have we not learned from our own history – the populist sensations of the past? The Arab Spring? And so on? How much higher will the walls and the electric fences go, in order to separate the elected elite from the electing deprived, before the futility of this way is realized?

All elements of our infrastructural competitiveness lag the best in class in the world. Our ports, our roads, our energy supply and worse, our schools and hospitals. A world that gets increasing connected, at the middle class at least, will race past those who misapply precious resources. Yet this is exactly what we do and with that, our capacity to compete turns to ashes. Global capital has no citizenship, it has no predetermined destination. It heads where it can make a return, among those with conscience, where it can make an ethical return. Ghana or no other nation has any birth right to capital just because we are,  we must compete by making ourselves competitive and by building sustainable capabilities. Yet before our eyes, as other athletes in the global race for development prepare, we atrophy and fade our chances of success by this model of partisanship that snuffs out any chance of a meritocracy ever being established.
 
Education which used to be our saving grace – the sure vector of social mobility, the one delicious promise that the children of the peasant could become the leaders of advanced society on merit has now collapsed to the extent that we expect the children of peasants to accept the fate of being condemned to peasantry? Our public education system now so woefully lags the private education system that we, wittingly or unwittingly, consciously or unconsciously, are cementing a rabid class society. With all the attendant dangers. Left unchecked, this boiling cauldron will explode in social mayhem, some day for sure. Aside this danger,  even among our best, our readiness to play lead roles and be part of the crème de la  crème of the global talent pipeline remains suspect. The culture of excellence that used to come with education, the aspects of civilization that were supposed to accompany a good education seem to have been trampled on by shallow notions of success – at any cost. The values of a functioning society have been displaced by the anomy of a buffoon state, until, perhaps, the morning after. It is okay to live on a dunghill, so long as you can construct a palace on it and no matter how you acquired the funds. The place of art, culture and science are now viewed as the private conversation topics of unrealistic philosophers? Our condition of terribly mismanaged public sanitation, if I must single out a marker of the buffoon state,  is the most egregious element of shame that the elite in Ghana must be damned by.
 
Who are we? This generation, who really are we? A delusional partisan lot? A nihilist collection? A construct incapable of any notion of values built on excellence? Or just a biological reality? Are we truly a generation that can reconsider the certain damning end that awaits this reckless abandon? Or is there no one in charge? No people, no society, no community of the modern era on earth has made progress without leadership. And in all spheres of our existence, that is what is lacking the most. There are many times when one encounters the shamelessness and incompetence of a system so far gone and wonders whether even daring to make a wake-up call is worth it. Should we  simply succumb to the cocoon that builds around enclaves of conceit that any middle class can erect to insulate itself from societal dysfunction? Is this possible – or do we soon find out, that the walls of the enclave are never enough to maintain the anger and frustration of a marginalized many at bay forever? It was Soyinka, in prison, who inferred that to give up even against the stampeding boots of brutal incompetence is to die. So while we live, we must either act or wait, for, The Fire Next Time. We have no choice really but to act or die as a society. To all those, who in anyway, struggle for a better tomorrow, this was put down for you. Someone notices. For today remains full of pain. Maya was right I know why the caged bird sings. But, will the falcon hear the falconer before things fall apart and mere anarchy is loosed upon the earth? Time, the ultimate arbiter, will tell.
 

Originally posted on kasaKOA:

Death as a phenomenon generally elicits negative feelings; these emotions tend to run deeper if the person who dies was an admirable person. Even in some cases where the person in question was not well liked while alive, the solemnity of death can inspire an appreciable level of reverence. While we typically mark the gravity of death, it is equally important (if not more crucial) to let that somberness inform our actions as we continue to live.

 

This blog has examined death-related themes a couple of times: both subjects – a Nigerian and a Ghanaian – left us after traversing the diamond jubilee mark. In most parts of Africa, the death of a person above a certain age (typically 70) is observed with appreciative emotion rather than marked by overt mourning. The two personalities – Chinua Achebe and Kofi Awoonor – lived full and fulfilled lives; while Achebe passed…

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*In honour of Komla Dumor, who passed away yesterday 18 January, 2014, aged 41, I reproduce an article by my friend Francis Doku. KD inspired many of us. RIP, KD. We will miss you.

By Francis Doku (published 7 April 2011)

KOMLA DUMOR has had a very wonderful career in broadcasting and that has culminated in him being nominated last week at the Sony Radio Academy Awards 2011 as Speech Broadcaster of the Year. Before I tell you about this award though let me tell you about how the man we used to call The Boss Player has managed to reach the summit of his career with such a flash.

There are but a few people who choose a career and end up experiencing as much success with it as Komla Dumor has since entering broadcasting over a decade ago. Dumor, you would know, has been working with the BBC for a while now since leaving Joy FM and just recently he was asked by the global broadcaster to step in to host the morning news on the World Service called BBC World News.

Now you have to understand the importance the Beep places on that news programme to know what this would mean to a broadcaster, any broadcaster at all let alone one who started his career as a traffic reporter on a smoky “shamiogbo” from the streets of Accra. Simply put, it is a television show that many a broadcaster will kill to have (but then people will kill to have anything, this column inclusive).

Before this Komla Dumor had been presenting the World Today in the morning on radio either together or rotating with the likes of Pascale Harter (I have an obsession with this woman’s voice so much that I wish she presents the news every day), Piers Edward and others.

Again, this programme is the World Service’s leading radio news programme that reaches audiences all over the world and one that many a broadcaster would love to take a hefty bite of. Because his appearance on television is on weekly rotational basis he still comes around to present this show.

While doing this show earlier, the BBC designed a programme that looked at the economic and business development trend that was taking place in Africa and guess who was chosen to travel across different countries on the continent to talk to the people who are at the fore front of redesigning the business landscape of the continent and to present this programme, Komla Dumor of course! He has been the face of BBC Africa Business Report.

Before all these he had been hired to work at the Beep as a producer and presenter at the Africa section and he had that wonderful opportunity of presenting Africa’s biggest breakfast show as host of Network Africa. He had finally gotten to where the likes of Ben Dotsei Malor, Bola Olufunwaa (Musuro), Hilton Files, Joseph Warungu and others (I actually grew up listening to these people every day at dawn) had been and that it itself was no mean achievement.

Komla said he once told Ben Dotsei Malor that he wanted to be where he was one day and the ever so humble broadcaster, who now works for the United Nations Radio, replied that he should aim higher than that. Now as they say in the Bosch advert “that’s good advice” as it turned out to be a self fulfilling prophesy – Network Africa served as the launch pad for greater things at the BBC.

Komla has been called upon to take up specific assignments for the BBC over the period that he has been working with the British public broadcaster. During the Ghana @50 celebrations he was here to do a whole lot of reporting on things known and hitherto unknown to the global audience of the BBC, he was in South Africa to cover the world cup for his employer, he was in the United States to cover the mid-term elections, he was on his way to cover the Nigerian elections last week when it was called off, among other high profile assignments.

Before all these grandiose global journalism work, Komla Dumor had been working in a small studio belonging to a popular radio station in Accra as the presenter of their morning show. It was here at Joy FM that he cut his teeth in broadcasting and it was also here that he gained the necessary experience that would come handy when the opportunity came to move shop to the Bush House in London.

The broadcasting profile of Dumor cannot be completed without reference to one of the biggest controversies the Ghana Journalist Association has had to deal with. As it does every year the GJA decided to hold its annual awards to honour journalism professionals and it is said that the award for the Journalist of the Year fell on Kwaku Sakyi Addo.

However, the story goes, when it was communicated to him Sakyi Addo declined it on the grounds that he had won that award a couple of times and therefore thought that someone else should have it. There were two people who could have it then Nanabanyin Dadson and Komla Dumor and as you may know the latter was chosen because the former doesn’t do “serious journalism”, whatever that meant.

Hell broke loose when Dumor was announced as the winner. Some members of the GJA disagreed with his choice on the grounds that he was not a journalist in the true sense of the word because he was never at the Ghana Institute of Journalism nor was he at the School of Communications Studies…choo!

Does that mean the BBC is made up of mad men and women who would pick someone without a diploma or degree in journalism and give him their top notch programmes to host and send him around the globe to cover the juiciest stories? No they are not mad; that just makes nonsense the infantile argument that was raised vociferously at the time.

Last week the bald headed broadcaster was nominated together with Anne Diamond (BBC Radio Berkshire), Jeremy Vine (BBC Radio 2), Liz Green (BBC Radio Leeds) and Victoria Derbyshire (BBC Radio 5 Live) and if all goes well he could be named as the Speech Broadcaster of the Year at the Sony Radio Academy Awards in the United Kingdom.

Now that’s a big one and I pray he picks the award for himself and for this country but even if he doesn’t we know The Boss Player has paid his dues and it is my hope and prayer that he rises way above this stage to put the country up there.

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We love to quote the saying “Rome was not built in a day” but we fail to remember that Rome was eventually built, and it must have been so magnificent that when people admired it, they were told that it didn’t happen in just a day. The question, then, is: if Rome was not built in a day, how was it built? Answer: It was built everyday.

I started my career with Unilever Ghana in June 2000 and one of my early influences in the Tema outfit was a tall white Zimbabwean who looked very much like Abraham Lincoln and this resemblance must have affected how he inspired, even if in a subtle way. He was our HR Director.

Norman Swanepoel made it a point to share a provoking message, either via song or word, at every company-wide briefing; town hall meeting, I believe we called them. The entire workforce, from the Board to the lowest grade of unionised staff, attended. These nuggets from Norman touched me greatly as a young assistant manager in his mid-20s.

Today, I woke with one of the song Norman loved playing on my mind, titled “Proud”. The main line in the song was “What have you done today to make you feel proud?” Norman asked us to reflect on this song everyday as managers and as Ghanaians, to question ourselves before we retired to bed what we had done in the day to make our company, our country and our lives better, for which we were proud.

When I schooled for a year in Nottingham, what struck me was the realisation that anytime I went to the city centre, some work was going on and by the next time I went, it would have been done and another started. Sometimes, road repairs would happen overnight, a tramline would have been laid where it wasn’t before, little projects but then, almost unperceivably, the city centre was changing before my eyes. Building Nottingham, just like Rome, a day at a time.

The one-day-at-a-time concept, little steps for which one can be proud, is one key lesson I picked from Norman. It was Confucius who said that “be not afraid of growing slowly, be afraid only of standing still” and that reflects for me how Rome was built: slowly but surely. However, once there is forward movement, incremental momentum builds and acceleration ensues.

Nkrumah declared that we faced neither East nor West but we faced forward. But, see, we can face forward and just look at the horizon. Sometimes, as I think of Ghana, I am tempted to believe that we kept looking East and West and never made up our minds, so we just stood still. And I have countless examples of sectors in our economy and nation building where instead of building everyday, we have demolished.

Our railways. Our museums. Our libraries. Our schools. Our educational system. Our parks and gardens. Our films. Our writing. Our road infrastructure. Our electricity supply. Our manufacturing.

Our lives.

Ghana will not be built in a day. But it should be built everyday and the hands that will ensure this is done are owned by the body which houses the eyes reading this.

PS: In 2007, I spent a month on short-term attachment in Unilever South Africa and traveled by road from Boksburg to Durban to visit my friend Gary Jones. I spent a night in his house. One main highlight of my visit was a breakfast with the retired Norman Swanepoel.

PROUD – by HEATHER SMALL

I look into the window of my mind
Reflections of the fears I know I’ve left behind
I step out of the ordinary
I can feel my soul ascending
I’m on my way
Can’t stop me now
And you can do the same (yeah)

What have you done today to make you feel proud?
It’s never too late to try
What have you done today to make you feel proud?
You could be so many people
If you make that break for freedom
What have you done today to make you feel proud?

Still so many answers I don’t know (there are so many answers)
Realize that to question is how we grow (to question is to grow)
So I step out of the ordinary
I can feel my soul ascending
I’m on my way
Can’t stop me now
You can do the same (yeah)

What have you done today to make you feel proud?
It’s never too late to try
What have you done today to make you feel proud?
You could be so many people
If you make that break for freedom
What have you done today to make you feel proud?

(yeah) We need a change (Yeah)
Do it today (yeah)
I can feel my spirit rising
(change, yeah) We need a change (yeah)
So do it today (yeah)
‘Cause I can see a clear horizon

What have you done today to make you feel proud? (to make you feel proud)
(let me hear ya X3)So what have you done today to make you feel proud?
(yeah)’Cause you could be so many people
Just make that break for freedom
So what have you done today to make you feel proud?

Writer: SMALL, HEATHER / VETTESE, PETER JOHN
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing

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