Time to end the Madhalays Republic of Somalia

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

Postscript:
In discussing the fate of the Gulf States, al Qasimi argued, and I am paraphrasing, for this was first printed in Arabic: “My grand grand father had a camel, his son had a horse, his son’s son drove an old beater, I drive a Merc, my son drives an Austin Martin, his son will drive a Tesla, and son’s son most likely will perish in the sand dunes of Arabia”.

Men (with women of course) build nations, their sons and daughters enjoy the fruits of the father’s hard labour only for their grandchildren to squander, and in turn their grand grandchildren to lose it all.

See, this is quite befitting in our case, where your (our) grand grand fathers perished at the proverbial alter to rescue you (us) a life of subservience only for you to squander, play lackeys to their erstwhile arch nemesis, from whom they liberated the land, yet here you are advocating for the dissemblance of [that] which they sought to sew together for their future generations to enjoy a life of unity, independence, and self-sufficiency much better than theirs: in other words, a fair chance, in battles of wit and intellect, to joust with their contemporaries elsewhere.

We fell hard on our faces, struggled, lost almost all, but endeavour we must to cross unto other side.

Wa ya lah min 3aar.

‘We live in a wondrous time, in which the strong are weak because of their scruples, and the weak grow strong because of their audacity’ O V Bismarck.

In his efforts to unify Prussia, to later form Germania, the strongest army and economy in Europe, Bismark acquired warring, disparate tribes, if untrusting of each other, yet at peril from the enemies round them. He sought to unify them into what was to become the German Empire, and with this real politik, he managed to not only dominate European body politicking, but advanced the old concept of ‘taxation with representation’, an original German philosophy contrary to those of the Roman elites, and Napoleanic polities of Europe.

Spare a thought for the General, as he, at the time, was being criticised for being a warmonger fated to drag the German tribes into unending, if unwinnable wars. Those same fools, who fancied themselves as a genuine thorn in his heel, were rushing to his quarters for ministerial portfolios soon after his unification of the German States into a mighty force, only to cajole Austria Hungary into the fold, in that famous dual alliance, soon thereafter. So, you see, my dear Abaq, great men, bestowed with sound minds, set out, and go after substantial goals, and ideas whereas weaklings seek to nibble, gnaw, and corrode the works of great men, in their absence, for they can hardly differentiate the false mirage from the luminous light.

‘It is the destiny of the weak to be devoured by the strong’ Bismarck.

In that light, men and women of great minds shall seek to unify the tribes of ardu Somal for the greater good, and for the days to come; weaklings, void of fortitude and resilience, shall bore the mindless and the children with illbirth ideals of which time has lapsed.

In unitas, we are; of solus, we cease.

Recite, let us for one more time verses from that old famous poem, Maandeeq, out of the loins of a true son of ardu Somali:
Hashaan labada gaal ee is barkani gedh u dirireysay
Gacmaa lagu maquunshee xornimo nooma ay garane
Allaah noo gargaaree marku shicibku guulaystay
Geeraaradeedii hashaan anigu googooyey
Galoolkiyo maraagiyo hashaan kidiga geylaanshay
Gaajiyo haraad badan hashaan ugu garaacaayey
Goortuu sidkeedii go’ay eey galabii fool qaaday
Iyadoo candhada giijisey oo godol ku siidaysay
Garaad nimaan lahayn bay la tahay waad ka gaagixine

Annagoon gantaalada dhiciyo heysan qori gaaban
Hashaan gaada weynioww libaax uga gaboon waayey
Inaan goraya cowl uga tagaa waa wax soo gudhaye.

I shall continue driving the message home till you have wailed: ‘bes, bes, sankaan ka keenay’.

To be continued.

 

[Abaq]

‘We live in a wondrous time, in which the strong are weak because of their scruples, and the weak grow strong because of their audacity’ O V Bismarck.

In his efforts to unify Prussia, to later form Germania, the strongest army and economy in Europe, Bismark acquired warring, disparate tribes, if untrusting of each other, yet at peril from the enemies round them. He sought to unify them into what was to become the German Empire, and with this real politik, he managed to not only dominate European body politicking, but advanced the old concept of ‘taxation with representation’, an original German philosophy contrary to those of the Roman elites, and Napoleanic polities of Europe.

Spare a thought for the General, as he, at the time, was being criticised for being a warmonger fated to drag the German tribes into unending, if unwinnable wars. Those same fools, who fancied themselves as a genuine thorn in his heel, were rushing to his quarters for ministerial portfolios soon after his unification of the German States into a mighty force, only to cajole Austria Hungary into the fold, in that famous dual alliance, soon thereafter. So, you see, my dear Abaq, great men, bestowed with sound minds, set out, and go after substantial goals, and ideas whereas weaklings seek to nibble, gnaw, and corrode the works of great men, in their absence, for they can hardly differentiate the false mirage from the luminous light.

‘It is the destiny of the weak to be devoured by the strong’ Bismarck.

In that light, men and women of great minds shall seek to unify the tribes of ardu Somal for the greater good, and for the days to come; weaklings, void of fortitude and resilience, shall bore the mindless and the children with illbirth ideals of which time has lapsed.

In unitas, we are; of solus, we cease.

Recite, let us for one more time verses from that old famous poem, Maandeeq, out of the loins of a true son of ardu Somali:
Hashaan labada gaal ee is barkani gedh u dirireysay
Gacmaa lagu maquunshee xornimo nooma ay garane
Allaah noo gargaaree marku shicibku guulaystay
Geeraaradeedii hashaan anigu googooyey
Galoolkiyo maraagiyo hashaan kidiga geylaanshay
Gaajiyo haraad badan hashaan ugu garaacaayey
Goortuu sidkeedii go’ay eey galabii fool qaaday
Iyadoo candhada giijisey oo godol ku siidaysay
Garaad nimaan lahayn bay la tahay waad ka gaagixine

Annagoon gantaalada dhiciyo heysan qori gaaban
Hashaan gaada weynioww libaax uga gaboon waayey
Inaan goraya cowl uga tagaa waa wax soo gudhaye.

I shall continue driving the message home till you have wailed: ‘bes, bes, sankaan ka keenay’.

To be continued.

Keep going. I've been very busy lately so I haven't had a chance to sit down and properly read your pieces. Hal mar baan ka wada jawaabi

 

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

Keep going. I've been very busy lately so I haven't had a chance to sit down and properly read your pieces. Hal mar baan ka wada jawaabi

Of course.

 

[Liban89]

Iyo kaan la garanayn macnaha yaw garniqi doona

Period [bal yaa inoo gar qaada Abaq?]. You can't reason with someone who refuses to be respectful towards his ilk when addressing them. ffs he referred to us as lowly ignoble savages. I hope his tirade of a thread is in jest.

 

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

Period [bal yaa inoo gar qaada Abaq?].

Indeed, 'yaa inoo garnaqi doona'.

I hope his tirade of a thread is in jest.

Let us hope it is so, but for now, let us give him an ample time to bemuse, if elaborate.

 

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

‘We live in a wondrous time, in which the strong are weak because of their scruples, and the weak grow strong because of their audacity’ O V Bismarck.

In his efforts to unify Prussia, to later form Germania, the strongest army and economy in Europe, Bismark acquired warring, disparate tribes, if untrusting of each other, yet at peril from the enemies round them. He sought to unify them into what was to become the German Empire, and with this real politik, he managed to not only dominate European body politicking, but advanced the old concept of ‘taxation with representation’, an original German philosophy contrary to those of the Roman elites, and Napoleanic polities of Europe.

Spare a thought for the General, as he, at the time, was being criticised for being a warmonger fated to drag the German tribes into unending, if unwinnable wars. Those same fools, who fancied themselves as a genuine thorn in his heel, were rushing to his quarters for ministerial portfolios soon after his unification of the German States into a mighty force, only to cajole Austria Hungary into the fold, in that famous dual alliance, soon thereafter. So, you see, my dear Abaq, great men, bestowed with sound minds, set out, and go after substantial goals, and ideas whereas weaklings seek to nibble, gnaw, and corrode the works of great men, in their absence, for they can hardly differentiate the false mirage from the luminous light.

‘It is the destiny of the weak to be devoured by the strong’ Bismarck.

In that light, men and women of great minds shall seek to unify the tribes of ardu Somal for the greater good, and for the days to come; weaklings, void of fortitude and resilience, shall bore the mindless and the children with illbirth ideals of which time has lapsed.

In unitas, we are; of solus, we cease.

Recite, let us for one more time verses from that old famous poem, Maandeeq, out of the loins of a true son of ardu Somali:
Hashaan labada gaal ee is barkani gedh u dirireysay
Gacmaa lagu maquunshee xornimo nooma ay garane
Allaah noo gargaaree marku shicibku guulaystay
Geeraaradeedii hashaan anigu googooyey
Galoolkiyo maraagiyo hashaan kidiga geylaanshay
Gaajiyo haraad badan hashaan ugu garaacaayey
Goortuu sidkeedii go’ay eey galabii fool qaaday
Iyadoo candhada giijisey oo godol ku siidaysay
Garaad nimaan lahayn bay la tahay waad ka gaagixine

Annagoon gantaalada dhiciyo heysan qori gaaban
Hashaan gaada weynioww libaax uga gaboon waayey
Inaan goraya cowl uga tagaa waa wax soo gudhaye.

I shall continue driving the message home till you have wailed: ‘bes, bes, sankaan ka keenay’.

To be continued.

As poet Qorane opined:
- Siduu cadawgu noo kala sidkay ee saxalku noo fuulay,
- Caqligii wax suuradin lahaa waa la saanyadaye,
- Saqaal dawladood oo yaryari sabi ma deeqaane,
- Sacabkayga oo madhan markaan sare u taagaayo,
Oo Somaliweyn oo midaan saadiyaa weliye.

 

[Abaq]

Let me begin with a hypothesis: could you imagine the U.S being divided along the Mason-Dixon line with Southern States excluded, or Germany being carved up into seven small nations, akin to Slovenia, or Macedonia, with Bavaria standing alone? Or even U.K. being split into four nations with tiny Wales faring on its own? I could not. On the same token, I could not envisage ardu Somal further divided into city States with Hargeysa becoming a satellite colony of Habasha, Baydhaba being swallowed into a greater Oromia, Kismayo under the influence of the Kikuyu neighbours, or Puntland trekking unto the high seas on its own. I could not.

I depart from Dr. Ash’s equilibrium Game theorum: in unitas, we are; of solus, we cease. Reflect on his famous bar encounter of three chaps trying to pull three ladies, two hijabs, and one femme fatale (I am amending it to suit the audience) where if all three go after the femme fetale, there is a high probability none would end up with her whereas if each goes after one, the probability of one going home with the femme fatale is highly increased, ergo the equilibrium theorum. In other words, in unitas, we are; of solus, we cease.

I shall err on the side of brevity on the literary angle, albeit hard to do, for aplenty of material to choose from, there is, but begin with a few verses from an aspiring if dynamic young nationalist poet, Naaleye, who beautifully captures the overarching sentiment, when he opined:

[ ... ]
Nabaradu haddii ay bataan, baanna lala waayo,
Balaayadu haddii ay raagto, laga bogsoon waayo,
Boqol calan hadday yeelatoo, la isu bixi waayo,
Ummadaydu in ay baaba'adaa waa bar kuma taale.

Burca iyo Cadaadiyo Sanaag, Boocamiyo Tuuyo,
Beledweyn, Bulaaliyo Xalxalin, Booramiyo Faafan,
Xeebaha Baraawiyo Nugaal tan iyo Boosaaso,
Badda Xeeligeediyo Jigjiga amase Buuhoodle,
Bixi Duule, Beer iyo Afmadow Baarriyo Qoyta,
Baki iyo Ilaa Buur Xakaba tan iyo Baar Dheere,
Beled Xaawo buuraha Qandala, guriga Bu'aale,
Baydhaba Baradaaliyo Gurracan,tan iyo Buur Dhuubo,
Bannaanada Afmeeriyo Wajeer, Badhan intaa taalla,
Waa bushaaro iyo guul ninkii calaf ku beegaaye.

Somalidaa badan shacbiga mawle iga beeray,
Mar uun bay badhaadhaha aduun saari baalaha e,
Mar uun bay baraarugi, hadday kala boqooleene,
Riyadiyo mar uun ka bixin beelabeelahane,
Been sheegi maayee, waqtigu way badalayaaye.

Another young nationalist roused greater interest in saying:

Allow yaa garabsada xaqee garabka yaa siiya,
War Somali guri ay degtaba gacalo weeyaane,
Allow yaa kuwaa kala gurguri geesta uga saara,
Allow yaa qabiil baa gubaye qarranimo u guura,
Allow yaa is garabsada koley kalama guurtaane.

War guurtida yaa talo gashiyo guud cirroolaba,
Gabannadan ayaa waabiyee gaar wax ugu sheega,
Dan gaaree rag leeyahay Allow yaan u gubin beesha,
Allow yaa is garabsada koley kalama guurtaane.

The old guard Keenadiid, a fine poet, opined at the height of nationalism, in his famous poem ‘yaw gar niqid doona’:

“Somaliya gobanimo waxaa u geeyey leegada e,
Gabaad lagu hirtaa bay noqdeen amase gaashaane,
Nimankaa u guntadayoo xornimo goor walba u taagan,
Iyo kaan la garanayn macnaha yaw garniqi doona”.

In Islam, solidarity is deemed a must, with disunity highly discouraged, where swt instructs:

أيها الناس اتقوا لله جل وعلا واعلموا أن الله سبحانه أمرنا بالاجتماع والائتلاف فقال سبحانه وتعالى: (وَاعْتَصِمُوا بِحَبْلِ اللَّهِ جَمِيعاً وَلا تَفَرَّقُوا وَاذْكُرُوا نِعْمَةَ اللَّهِ عَلَيْكُمْ إِذْ كُنْتُمْ أَعْدَاءً فَأَلَّفَ بَيْنَ قُلُوبِكُمْ فَأَصْبَحْتُمْ بِنِعْمَتِهِ إِخْوَاناً)، قال سبحانه: (إِنَّ هَذِهِ أُمَّتُكُمْ أُمَّةً وَاحِدَةً وَأَنَا رَبُّكُمْ فَاعْبُدُونِ)، فبين سبحانه أن الاجتماع رحمة وأن الفرقة هلاك وعذاب

قال: (وَلا تَفَرَّقُوا) نجتمع على الكتاب والسنة جميعا ولا تفرقوا نهى عن التفرق

I shall halt there for the eve, and come back to reference fables, economic synergy, bin Rashid of Dubai’s example of nations dogged by rudderless leaders, al Qasimi of Sharjah’s take of sons squandering father’s spoils, and so forth.

Do proceed.

"Mar uun bay badhaadhaha aduun saari baalaha e,
Mar uun bay baraarugi, hadday kala boqooleene,
Riyadiyo mar uun ka bixin beelabeelahane,
Been sheegi maayee, waqtigu way badalayaaye"

Tolow waa goormee? Ever since its inception, the Republic has been a mess. 30 years after brutal massacres and horrors not seen hitherto on the Somali peninsular, the situation remains as precarious as ever. After what happened in 91 where my kith and kin were burned alive in their villages, thrown into rivers for the hungry crocodiles to feast, killed صبرا (shackled and shot point blanc), and yet despite all of that where the same genocidal intent remains (a la 'jinnigaad ka timi iyo Jigjiga ku noqo'), how is it conceivable to continue sharing a state?

In a country where many seek a more centralised state dominated by one group and where the "other" is sidelined at best, or worse, denied all together (you hear them saying we are from Kenya and Ethiopia and they mean it), how is it possible to live in peace and harmony?

If Somalis were a normal ethnic group and we weren't tribes, I could easily envisage us having a normal country. However, the sad reality remains many Somalis see other Somalis as their worst enemies and the track record shows it. When given a chance, many Somalis will happily massacre and displace other Somalis. After the atrocities we experienced in the 90s and the blatant gacanbidixeyn and favouritism we see today, I and many others say never again. Blind hope won't save us when the shooting starts again. You of all people should know that. Xabashi iyo Talyaani ha ii dambeeyaan, kuwan baa iiga daran.

Waraabaha ku ruugaaya iyo, aar ku raamsanaya
Sidday kuugu kala roon yihiin, maad u kala reebtid
Ninkii rodolna miisaama ee, kiilo raajiciya
Ee raasamaalkuu helaa, rubuc ka hooseeyo
Xisaabtaa inuu dib u rogrogo, sow ra'yigu ma aha
Macalin Dhoodaan AUN

 

[Abaq]

I will respond to the rest later iA.

 

[Dima&Damo]

"Mar uun bay badhaadhaha aduun saari baalaha e,
Mar uun bay baraarugi, hadday kala boqooleene,
Riyadiyo mar uun ka bixin beelabeelahane,
Been sheegi maayee, waqtigu way badalayaaye"

Tolow waa goormee? Ever since its inception, the Republic has been a mess. 30 years after brutal massacres and horrors not seen hitherto on the Somali peninsular, the situation remains as precarious as ever. After what happened in 91 where my kith and kin were burned alive in their villages, thrown into rivers for the hungry crocodiles to feast, killed صبرا (shackled and shot point blanc), and yet despite all of that where the same genocidal intent remains (a la 'jinnigaad ka timi iyo Jigjiga ku noqo'), how is it conceivable to continue sharing a state?

In a country where many seek a more centralised state dominated by one group and where the "other" is sidelined at best, or worse, denied all together (you hear them saying we are from Kenya and Ethiopia and they mean it), how is it possible to live in peace and harmony?

If Somalis were a normal ethnic group and we weren't tribes, I could easily envisage us having a normal country. However, the sad reality remains many Somalis see other Somalis as their worst enemies and the track record shows it. When given a chance, many Somalis will happily massacre and displace other Somalis. After the atrocities we experienced in the 90s and the blatant gacanbidixeyn and favouritism we see today, I and many others say never again. Blind hope won't save us when the shooting starts again. You of all people should know that. Xabashi iyo Talyaani ha ii dambeeyaan, kuwan baa iiga daran.

Waraabaha ku ruugaaya iyo, aar ku raamsanaya
Sidday kuugu kala roon yihiin, maad u kala reebtid
Ninkii rodolna miisaama ee, kiilo raajiciya
Ee raasamaalkuu helaa, rubuc ka hooseeyo
Xisaabtaa inuu dib u rogrogo, sow ra'yigu ma aha
Macalin Dhoodaan AUN

That we (mj) joined a country with dubats and camel corp is still heartbreaking to believe

 

[Liban89]

"Mar uun bay badhaadhaha aduun saari baalaha e,
Mar uun bay baraarugi, hadday kala boqooleene,
Riyadiyo mar uun ka bixin beelabeelahane,
Been sheegi maayee, waqtigu way badalayaaye"

Tolow waa goormee? Ever since its inception, the Republic has been a mess. 30 years after brutal massacres and horrors not seen hitherto on the Somali peninsular, the situation remains as precarious as ever. After what happened in 91 where my kith and kin were burned alive in their villages, thrown into rivers for the hungry crocodiles to feast, killed صبرا (shackled and shot point blanc), and yet despite all of that where the same genocidal intent remains (a la 'jinnigaad ka timi iyo Jigjiga ku noqo'), how is it conceivable to continue sharing a state?

In a country where many seek a more centralised state dominated by one group and where the "other" is sidelined at best, or worse, denied all together (you hear them saying we are from Kenya and Ethiopia and they mean it), how is it possible to live in peace and harmony?

If Somalis were a normal ethnic group and we weren't tribes, I could easily envisage us having a normal country. However, the sad reality remains many Somalis see other Somalis as their worst enemies and the track record shows it. When given a chance, many Somalis will happily massacre and displace other Somalis. After the atrocities we experienced in the 90s and the blatant gacanbidixeyn and favouritism we see today, I and many others say never again. Blind hope won't save us when the shooting starts again. You of all people should know that. Xabashi iyo Talyaani ha ii dambeeyaan, kuwan baa iiga daran.

Waraabaha ku ruugaaya iyo, aar ku raamsanaya
Sidday kuugu kala roon yihiin, maad u kala reebtid
Ninkii rodolna miisaama ee, kiilo raajiciya
Ee raasamaalkuu helaa, rubuc ka hooseeyo
Xisaabtaa inuu dib u rogrogo, sow ra'yigu ma aha
Macalin Dhoodaan AUN

I am really trying to understand your angle Abaqoow, are you saying all Daaroods should unite under an entity akin to an ethno-state?

Where are the clear cut borders of somali tribes where one starts and the other ends?

 

[Dima&Damo]

I am really trying to understand your angle Abaqoow, are you saying all Daaroods should unite under an entity akin to an ethno-state?

Where are the clear cut borders of somali tribes where one starts and the other ends?

The triangle for camel corps and for the dubats the shabelle

 

[Liban89]

The triangle for camel corps and for the dubats the shabelle

Which triangle? What do you mean by dubats? Is it from the word dubato?

 

[Abaq]

I am really trying to understand your angle Abaqoow, are you saying all Daaroods should unite under an entity akin to an ethno-state?

Where are the clear cut borders of somali tribes where one starts and the other ends?

Nope. I am saying the current artificial state is not the solution. Somalia is a colonial contruct with colonial borders and a colonial state structure. It is not an example of natural state formation. I will expand upon this in response to the Prussia analogy given previously.

As for me, everything above the Jubba is foreign.

 

[Dima&Damo]

Which triangle? What do you mean by dubats? Is it from the word dubato?

If you don't learn where you come from your direction in life will be a road with alot of hurdles

 

[Liban89]

Nope. I am saying the current artificial state is not the solution. Somalia is a colonial contruct with colonial borders and a colonial state structure. It is not an example of natural state formation. I will expand upon this in response to the Prussia analogy given previously.

As for me, everything above the Jubba is foreign.

Awaiting...

 

[Liban89]

If you don't learn where you come from your direction in life will be a road with alot of hurdles

huh?

 

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

"Mar uun bay badhaadhaha aduun saari baalaha e,
Mar uun bay baraarugi, hadday kala boqooleene,
Riyadiyo mar uun ka bixin beelabeelahane,
Been sheegi maayee, waqtigu way badalayaaye"

Tolow waa goormee? Ever since its inception, the Republic has been a mess. 30 years after brutal massacres and horrors not seen hitherto on the Somali peninsular, the situation remains as precarious as ever. After what happened in 91 where my kith and kin were burned alive in their villages, thrown into rivers for the hungry crocodiles to feast, killed صبرا (shackled and shot point blanc), and yet despite all of that where the same genocidal intent remains (a la 'jinnigaad ka timi iyo Jigjiga ku noqo'), how is it conceivable to continue sharing a state?

In a country where many seek a more centralised state dominated by one group and where the "other" is sidelined at best, or worse, denied all together (you hear them saying we are from Kenya and Ethiopia and they mean it), how is it possible to live in peace and harmony?

If Somalis were a normal ethnic group and we weren't tribes, I could easily envisage us having a normal country. However, the sad reality remains many Somalis see other Somalis as their worst enemies and the track record shows it. When given a chance, many Somalis will happily massacre and displace other Somalis. After the atrocities we experienced in the 90s and the blatant gacanbidixeyn and favouritism we see today, I and many others say never again. Blind hope won't save us when the shooting starts again. You of all people should know that. Xabashi iyo Talyaani ha ii dambeeyaan, kuwan baa iiga daran.

Waraabaha ku ruugaaya iyo, aar ku raamsanaya
Sidday kuugu kala roon yihiin, maad u kala reebtid
Ninkii rodolna miisaama ee, kiilo raajiciya
Ee raasamaalkuu helaa, rubuc ka hooseeyo
Xisaabtaa inuu dib u rogrogo, sow ra'yigu ma aha
Macalin Dhoodaan AUN

Your concerns are quite valid, however come along with me on a brief stroll on the other side. Picture this, if you will: I landed at Wajeer, and was greeted by bloody Africans in uniform on Somali soil. I landed at Jigjiga, and was greeted by a bloody Habash in poorly fitted uniform. I landed at Xamar with the first sight being yet another fucking African, breathing heavily as if chased for a mile, in heavy fatigue along with a gun. I do not want that sight. But then, at Hargeysa, and Garowe, I was received by fellow Somalis with a smile.

That, my dear Abaq, I want. And the only way to realise that, across Somali territories, is to forge an imperfect union, where our elders, and children could roam its streets, travel through its terrain in stride, and relish its natural beauty in style. If no, we shall have lost the nation, swallowed by weaker cultures, as is already transpiring, and shall be extinct in no time. I no longer recognise the Somali person, in appearance, linguistically, culturally, and religiously, as so much has been diluted, and is gradually being washed away.

No perfect nation exists with every nation having had its spells of odious past, from which it grows to forge a sound future for its citizens, and ours, however imperfect, is no different. No matter how difficult, and uncompromising our fellow nomads are, never will we ever find better partners in chartering our fate in union.

I’ll attribute a careless assertion where you suggest to want a partnership with Kikuyu, or Habasha, as a lapse of sound judgement, if a stubborn property common amongst camel-milk devouring nomads.

Let me reiterate, we have come along way from the days of civil war, with the nation today, despite its being imperfect, being in a far better place than even 5 years ago. It is time to reconcile with all elements including those young men, in the jungle and out in the mountains, whom every one, along with uncle Sam, seem intransigent on wanting to wipe them off the face of the earth, though I am convinced they solely are the future of the nation, and not the lackey, and foreign agents, competing for the pleasure of their overlords.

In my simple mind, federalism ought to be given a chance, and as I pointed out in a previous posting, it [the system] goes through stages, some challenging, with its people deciding as to its best configuration that which suits their needs. Let me remind you as to the timeline of federalism in the U.S:

a) Dual federalism in 1900s, with little collaboration,
b) Cooperative federalism post 2nd war, with greater cooperation,
c) Creative federalism in the 70s, with nation building in its core, and
d) Empire in its current form, with supreme economic and military might.

Now, spare of thought for Yugoslavia, which unfortunately took the opposite turn, at the passing of its former leader General Tito, who at the tail end of the 2nd war brought together Slavic peoples of Europe, comprising 6 nations, and 2 autonomous regions, creating an Slavic identity in the heart of Europe (in case you are unfamiliar with the history of the Slavic people, they were the original slaves of Europe, and possibly the most unfortunate, with the term ‘slave’ derived from theirs). At the height of its greatness, Yugoslavia was a star nation amongst its contemporaries in Europe, Eastern bloc, with a distinct economic brand different from the rest, and was, at least for a while, a model other nations aspired to, with Albania, and Bulgaria, at one time, contemplating to join to form de facto Slavic empire, maintaining peace amongst Slavic peoples, but the Soviet Union could not permit, for it would have undermined its geopolitical influence in the region.

At his passing, minnows with similar world views as yours, sorry to say, my dear Abaq, assumed power, destroyed his legacy, and thereby committing one of the worse ethnic cleansing atrocities in Europe. With his passing, Yugoslavia is no more, with 8 tiny nations in existence in its stead, and with its greatness gone forever.

As has been said: great minds build; small minds squabble over the detritus of the carcass.

On top of your head, and without consulting a map, could you name two of the nations carved out of it, after the collapse of former Yugoslavia? I doubt it, unless of course, you were a child of the 90s witnessing its desolation, ensued massacre of its people, and its fall from grace.

This rings a bell, does it not?

Now, would you rather be U.S, or Yugoslavia? I have got a sense you will choose the latter from a pure stubbornness perspective, but I shall let you be for the eve.

As has been said: wa ya lah min 3aar.

 

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

yet despite all of that where the same genocidal intent remains (a la 'jinnigaad ka timi iyo Jigjiga ku noqo'), how is it conceivable to continue sharing a state?

(you hear them saying we are from Kenya and Ethiopia and they mean it), how is it possible to live in peace and harmony?

If a few utter some mean words, what about the rest, the majority who would loose an arm and a leg for your sake, and that of the national interest? Why are the words of a few nutters outweigh the goodness of the majority?

 

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

If a few utter some mean words, what about the rest, the majority who would loose an arm and a leg for your sake, and that of the national interest? Why are the words of a few nutters outweigh the goodness of the majority?

As the great poet said:
"Nimanyahow aqoon xumadu waa ardaalnimo e,
Asaraar ma fiicna e runbaa lagu arooraaye,
Ninkii aynigaa lagu yaqaan saw islaam ma aha?"

 

[𐒋𐒖𐒆𐒔𐒖𐒕𐒈]

That same nationalist sentinel further opined:
'Shir aguugay, waayeel abyamay, tala ashaaddowdey,
Irda jiqa, albaabo isku xidhan, eel la bixin waayay
Xaajadaas afraha duubatee loo olmami waayay,
[...]
Nin aqoon leh, aw iyo haddii, odaygu loo saaro,
In kastoo ayaan iyo ayaan lagu aloollaado,
Ninkii maalintaa ka aarinshaa caaqil saw ma aha?'