Marcus Aurelius remains one of the greatest emperors of the ancient Roman Empire. It’s said that he hired a servant,to walk behind him as he made his way towards the roman times square, and the servant’s only job was to continuously whisper into his ears, as people sang praises to him; “u r only a man Sire, u r only a man”.
Without even noticing it, It’s so easy to walk on air when the most ego-boosting complements are being whispered into your ear every other hour. And that’s an ironically funny situation, cos chances are you were the 1st person to ‘notice’ that when Jackie Appiah started appearing on bill boards, she started walking with her nose, an inch higher into the sky. And it didn’t matter how quiet everyone thought the lad was, you couldn’t imagine how Sulley Muntari of all people could turn out to be such an arrogant and proud prick, why aah- because he’s playing in the Italian Serie ‘A’, mmkkkkyyeew!!! Not to even talk about that ‘seemingly-suddenly-very-popular’ girl in your neighborhood who used to play Maame ne Paapa with you. You couldn’t believe how just one kolo Miss Malaika crown could make her soo stuck up, she couldn’t see her toes from how high up in the sky her head was. Well excuuuuse yooouuu!!!
Ya never heard what Lord Acton said? Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. If every time you took in a breath of fresh air, another guy from another continent gave u another corny line about how anytime you blink it’s like you’ve pulled a trigger that shoots a bullet right into his heart.…what’s the assurance that you wouldn’t sit yourself on a throne in your self-determined social class, and say “KWAME WHO?” when they tell you your good old friend kwame Bediako is here to see you? Are you immune to the long-run effects of accolades and complements? Lemme tell you about a guy who thought he was. Read the rest of this entry »