There was apparently a partnership with two Chinese gentlemen, Mr. Wu and Mr. Hu. I am not making this up. Google it before your bundles run out. Honestly, it sounds like the setup to a comedy sketch: ‘Wu and Hu walk into a factory...’ Except the punchline was that the factory never walked out with any glass. Sceptics said they smelt a cat, but maybe it was just the smell of burning taxpayer money. The sponsors were determined though — at least on the funding side. Production? That was apparently optional. It’s almost poetic: Palapye, the village that powers the nation but couldn’t power up a single windowpane. If history books had a ‘you can’t make this up’ section, this story would be right at the top. The power side has its own share of problems. The celebrated and moody Morupule B keeps breaking down especially after the President has announced that government has finally found a solution to the power issues that have been bedevilling the country.
It’s almost like the plant has developed a mischievous hobby: embarrassing the first citizen at the worst possible moment. Imagine the President cutting the ribbon, cameras flashing, speeches soaring — and then poof, blackout. If Morupule B were a person, it would be that moody friend who cancels plans at the last minute, just to remind you who’s really in charge. Every time the President proudly announces that the nation’s power woes are finally solved, Morupule B seems to take it personally. Lights flicker, turbines cough, and the plant breaks down as if to say, ‘Not today, Mr. President.’ Remember also in the last century BNF descended on our village only to disintegrate and give birth to BCP amid violent clashes. People came all the way from their villages and turned on each other in our village. It surely must be something in the Palapye air that causes things to go south quicker that the cashiers at Choppies could say ‘Password’. This incident happened a long time ago and there’s really no need to bring it up as the villagers had filed it away under Unfortunate Memories File. But you do get the point I am trying to make, right? Palapye really knows how to keep the drama rolling. The latest from the Palaye drama sizzling grill involves the local council. Picture this: the council stages a coup, deposes the chairman, and the man responds with the kind of line you’d expect from a stubborn uncle at a family gathering — ‘I am not going anywhere.’
