Return of the ugly bozo

DO you remember this bozo that Yours Truly once penned about on this widely read column? I mean the one who loves the gentlemen’s game played at a club on one side of the hill in the periphery of the city centre. Yes, the one who would compete strongly for the popular Mr Ugly contest. This one surely was blessed with unique looks and his face is a nightmare to most faint-hearted kids as frequent glances on it can result in a heart-attack, a serious one. I am not joking on this one.

I mean our dear brother who used to occupy a certain apartment downtown where he used to run his hardware business until he relocated to an uptown apartment where he is also struggling to pay rentals. He once had a series of nasty altercations with his employees after he failed to pay their dues, yet he continued to live a lavish lifestyle, let alone spent quality time with different women of loose morals.

As financial troubles mounted, he found himself failing to pay debts and had a big salary backlog. Word reaching Yours Truly suggests that our brother is now in serious debt and recently lost his house in one of the city’s leafy suburbs after failing to service a bank loan.

Signs of struggling began to show as his business empire crumbled like a deck of cards, especially during the period he was failing to pay his workers while blowing the green back like there is no tomorrow.

During his hey days when his business was at its peak he used to win big contracts and is well known for erecting several infrastructure in the city and beyond.
It is always said let us make hay while the sun is still shining.

Yes, we might point a big accusing finger on the dollarisation of the economy for our financial woes, but the powers that be where nowhere in sight when we were embarking on the hide the sausage game with everyone we set our eyes on.

Yours Truly is not there to cause sleepless nights to dear brothers and sisters in the city, but to be a watchdog.
You may call Yours Truly names, but he cannot be your lap dog.

He is duty bound to give early warning shots, lest one day everyone will wake up saying we were not told.
With these few words, let us meet at our usual watering hole, discussing about our favourite golf sport.