Dutch Courage

They seem to be waiting for his return somehow judging from the manner they jumped into the fray when you reflected well. I wouldn't know if it is the proud spirit at work in them or something else, all he knew is something isn't as it should from the beginning.

Jerry is guessing it must be what we have gotten used to in this nation that is our undoing. He can't see any other reason behind their moves. Desperation, once at work in one, at times makes one supposed to be cool in the head to yearn for murder even.

Not as if it's a new phenomenon or something "but then, we have not learnt from it, have we?" He asked no one in particular for he was only with his dog "Bingo" this quiet night that had refused to bear that tag night. 7:21pm and yet, sun was still up there, dazzling away and humans down here yearning for darkness solstice have refused to be an obstacle to. It's simply a longer day and short night we are in and Jerry believes humans just have to adjust.

The guy that came from the east, far east Asia the trumpeted place of the ancient wisdoms that none waiting for his proper landing here has ever been to or even know before. You know there is this saying that when the government sets their sights on you that you are a goner, peace and privacy flew away. He had been following events since this debacle started years back, is it exactly four or five years ago? He isn't even sure anymore.

A man whose government follows from one continent to another can't be what one is claiming to be. At least, that is our stand in this part of the world. This guy Jerry has forgotten his name, something like Thabani or some northern sounding name of that nature seems to have raised the hopes of some for years now and is sweating to smash it into pieces.

Economy has not been anything to smile home about, some lifestyles they have found extra hard to maintain in this biting economic downturn seems to be most hit. From stories of some near him he is preview to, some have tried all the known tricks in the books to turn their dwindling fortunes around, hitting zero progress. Then God like some believes have buttered their bread by sending this guy along to them as means to remedy their conditions and he is behaving like someone with some ghostly spirit inside him. All their efforts to profit at his expense had been amounting to nothing.

Funny when two opposing parties have this deadly yearnings that it's a kind of war without physical weapons but words and logic at work in both, you can't fail in this kind of setting to see whose head needs to see shrink and who needs space. It's a little world with complications we are in.

According to the story that still stands after five years. Government over there in far east asia the guy came from their dungeon said the guy is everything they have never seen in their five thousand years of organized living. Illiteracy of the highest calibre, stealing and evil eyes. "Do you think they will put down 8 RMB there and millions of dollars here if he isn't who they said he is?" one had asked to jerrys' hearing. That sounds more enticing and hooking even to the ears but from experience, Jerry knows that sounding enticing and the truth has a kind of chasm between them that stretches from where the file came from to here in africa it landed. "Something must be amiss" was his conclusion as he emptied the last liquid in his bottle.

According to them, it happened seven healthy good years before he came and and had been about four going to five and the all into it yearning for their life to be better is getting increasingly frustrated and both governments behaving like their fieldworkers too. Frustration at work. No breakthrough in nailing the guy that those after him seems to have committed more sin than one they are investigating. Funny, right?

From asia for seven years without break though, some death entered it, peace went AWOL etc to africa for five now with some deaths into it already, some scrambling for safety and doing poor work of it, yet nothing is happening that is tangible to claim nearing unraveling this guy that bears name that sounds like those after him. Thabani or some names sound that sounds that way.

The fieldworkers and the government and all involved in this are up to their neck committing more sin than the one they claimed to be investigating. Amazing to say the least,they are behaving as if swaggering has ever turned nothing into something like alkali or something. The reality is that they are all funny creatures and Jerry can't understand why they believe it will ever amount to anything claiming their stand comes from this person or that person. It's a funny state they are in with their yearning.

"Why would anyone invest one million dollars to gain one thousand dollars if he isn't after something he isn't revealing?" He was asking himself trying to unravel this guy, those with the file. The file and those it came from kept speaking from both sides of their mouths while the supposed "eyes never see" guy seems to be the only constant denominator in this equation for five years now. His stand for that period had been the same never shifted an inch and yet all at the other side yearning for his head to better their condition kept changing like weather in some states sun will be dazzling away and yet from no way, heavy rain will join the party uninvited and both will be there challenging themselves without none shifting an inch for the other.

Because of the lockjam, as Jerry saw it, both governments had been committing a faux pas over another sweating to achieve cheap results and digging themselves into the quagmire deeper and deeper. They have refused to call something, something and something had been calling them something from what Jerry is witnessing.

Imagine trying for years now to make that Thabani guy be one of the things they labelled him in that bogus file those that sent have agreed is bogus one but it seems that their counterpart this side of the world refuses to let go of the file and cling to the words of mouth because they themselves have gone illegally and demonically deep into the roullete they believed they had been playing with the asians.

Just like sunk cost, they have refused to let go of the acts and pursuits they know aren't showing any sign of ever having anything like dividend in it but only anguish and nothing more. Like a team of teenage kids that doesn't know how to retreat or surrender but prefers out of shame to die trying.

That is what Jerry sees as a sign of evil yearning that never failed to end like all that followed that format ended in history. Images and threats are like Dutch courage that never achieves anything to anyone that knows which is which. Once the influence of alcohol fads, everything returns to square one.

It's plain madness to him witnessing what supposed to be happening among those that triggered the madness happening somewhere else. What is that some call wisdom? Shifting your liability away far from you or sweating to make impossible possible within you. He shrugged as he shook his head in amazement to some people claiming to be what he still doesn't understand inside their houses.

He even knows just like his dog knows that bravery isn't what one claims to possess inside one's house and wither when with strangers. It's not what he or his dog Bingo defines as bravery and no wonder both have bounded for long now, they have one idea of how things should be, call and run.

Once he smells anomaly in the story floating around this Thabani guy, it doesn't just jell with his reality and definitions, he shifted away from it and his dog kept far away too, he sees that all that threw themselves into it are never same after wards.

"why would a file and all inside it made those handling it to be the ones swearing to their innocence if something isn't stinking to high heavens from there?"

He asked his dog once more as he sighed loudly eyes the refrigerator as he yearned for the beer that last bottle was what is before him on the ground there.

He sighed once again as he eyed the spirit bottle on the table. He isn't a fan of hot drinks, he keeps them for visitors that like calling on their ancestors before putting anything drink into their mouth. He got up and swaggered towards it to mix himself half glass till he replenishes his fridge with his brand. This guy's story seems to be getting to him somehow too.