Gone are the days, when DIA was lecturing Eritreans wherever it may  be, in Asmera Municipality Hall, Cinema Capitol or in Washington DC. He has been putting his head in the sand like the Ostriches found in the Danakil Desert near  Edi on the way to Tio in eastern Eritrea.

His self ordained 03 virtual propaganda machine that has been blinding several of his followers in the country as well as the goons living in western countries and the Middle East.

His deteriorating health and dwindling 2% remittance are killing him softly. Once a giant doesn’t go on being giant like the Arkobkobay tree. His days are numbered and his grave being dug by his own making.

There was a story in Massawa among the ex-fighters who were idle sitting quite often in the teashops. One was telling his friends, “ the government’s marketing system is like the Harendowa trader. The Harendowa trader consumes his own initial capital and borrows from the next shopkeeper and goes on until his friends are refusing to lend him anymore; knowing that his buying capacity is dwindling and it is not worthy to continue their helping hand”. I like our Horrendous culture & fighting spirit, but this is only to remind myself of the simple example told by those who already have their judgment on the government of PIA during the 90ties. Our Fuzzy Wazzi fellow country men are good Warriors and no one can diminish the culture of Harondowa brothers and sisters and the art of fighting using their sword and knife. The British fighters feared them during the 1941 war against Italians in North Eastern Eritrea bordering the Karora of The Sudan. I met one of the soldiers who fought in The Sudan once and he has a lot to tell about the long haired Fuzzy Wazzies as he called our Harendowa fighters giving hard time to the British soldiers and never gave up until shot them.

Sinking Sand, need an Helping Hand!

quick sand

The Dia’s quick sand is pretty conspicuous these days, his foot soldiers are leaving the country, all the young and old party members are loosing trust on him. His generals are asking themselves for how long could they be fooled. The Forte Baldiserra incident gave him the shock of his life. His Banda soldiers of Demhaiet and Al shebab etc…. cannot stop the flood of opposition once it reaches his hiding place, Denden or Nakfa fortresses.

All those sweet melodies of “ Hade Libi Hade Hizbi’ sang by his supporters are replaced by “Hizbi lewti yideli Alo”, meaning that the people are silently asking for a regime change. This is the modern revolution of the Diehards of the supporters of the regime in Eritrea. Hade Libi Hade Hizbi’……This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, compared to other emotional states.

Let me go back to those days when Asmarino’s, were celebrating the Independence days with Meloti Beer and Cappuccinos and dancing the whole night Weghah t’bel laity phenomena. I have once joined them in May 2001 when I made a quick visit to my mother and stayed with her for a brief period before she died. My siblings and other family members asked me to go to

Bahti- Meskerem and we started all the way from Bloco Godaif to the old Parliament of the Federal Government of Eritrea or for some Eritrea Library after the federation with Ethiopia was annulled by the King of Ethiopia, when we were stuck on the street. I started asking fellow men why is it so full with people and one whispered proudly  to me that Isaiah is dancing with the people. Woo would one say to such madness but Asmarino’s were enjoying the night despite the loss of 70,000 martyrs for the sacred independence they got.

Gone are those days of 2 to 3 hours lecture by DIA on the Platform to thousands of supporters. The last 2012 Independence day was different, he was on his deathbed suffering from liver illness.3 month of treatment for his ailing liver. The last news is that the cave in of DIA and his treatment in Abu Dhabi for a while. Could this be a surprise to those who are living in denial or is it a shock for his goons.

The Baboons in Eritrea some times gather to the valley and drink water and as the Hyena approach also to quench his thirst they shout together at the lone Hyena, sending a message of togetherness. Poor Higdefaytes are shouting at us while the days of DIA are going down  in the quick sand.

Finally;

At the end of the day we all must be ready to take the last push so that the PFDJ can be put to its last resting place, the grave in Forto Tzezerat in Asmara, were it all began on the 21^st of January 2013,  to convey a message to the people that were not tolerated any more by Wad Ali and his men.

We have the obligation to carry &  run with the torch of Wad Ali to the final destination of our total Liberation from the dreadful slavery.

All men & women are victimized by the blood thirst Dracula, save the few servants of “ the President for life”.

Time for action and not to repeat history of the 1950ties failure to gain our Freedom & independence.

T. Yitbarek