Our dear bishop falls on hard times

WE all know that a fool and his money will soon part ways and this seems to have been the case of our dear ‘Man of God’ who made a fortune not so long ago.

At his climax, the not so holy ‘Man of God’ commanded a huge following and went on to open branches all over our beautiful city and beyond, including in the capital.

Typical of my brothers when they get huge amounts of money, he started being involved with several slay queens around the city including some wellknown flesh traders who are responsible for the demise of many businessmen.

Blabber wrote extensively about his fall from grace, especially several misfortunes that happened to him and we all recall how he caused the death of an innocent soul through reckless driving.

Word reaching Yours Truly is that the diminutive bishop is now driving a ramshackle with an old ex-Jap engine and only the board remains that of a fancy ride. This is how bad things have become for our once pompous ‘Man of God’ and with the way he has always wanted to been seen as a cash rich fella, Blabber is not surprised with this level of pretence.

To make matters worse for him, those who used to throng his churches and pay Sunday offerings seem to have finally come to their senses and are nowhere to be seen.

Not even those artistes who also offered services at his congregations are anywhere to be found.

Such is the life we live! Blabber could not resist reserving a few lines for this other vendor who turned into a celebrity overnight after getting a windfall from an artisanal miner.

Several conspiracy theories have been thrown around including the juicy one saying the flesh trading entrepreneur could have received all that money from a ghost.

Experts in that field confided in Blabber that such incidents are possible especially when someone dies with money in their possession and remain unknown.

A different school of thought has it that she actually had consulted a sangoma in search of money spinning charms and things worked out according to plan.

In fact, this school of thought has it that her family members did not know she is was a thigh vendor in our beautiful city after she lied to them that she was working in a neighbouring country.

Whatever the correct version is, agreed facts are that this is blood money and none in their right frame of mental disposition can admire such achievements.

For now, gentle readers, we can only wait and see!