We shall never forget

These great buddies of the poor unsuspecting icon of old are definite of glittering palaces of luxury. If they have promised him a mansion still never shall we forget that a man who has fought for, built and led a country deserves no mansion of exile, for there he will only appear a stranded criminal. Whatever the promises, the last and final decision lies not with your grand friends grandfather. No, Africa does not decide. And so the doors of The Hague are open like the jaws of the Zambezi crocodile, ready to crush you in. Alone. Bold and breathless you preach freedom and reform. You bomb and blast Mr B and Mr B.

Please spy who they dine and wine with! If your allies are yours, when will they follow the leader, the new revolutionary? Africa has no difference: one roots-one ends, one venom kills all, one herb cures all. With the wonderful remedy on the ground, your pals must have a dose of the solution to show they are grateful. They would not chance tot!