The Unmasking Of Bwala The Liar– 3 Huge Lessons For All Political Prostitutes And Ideological Turncoats
*UNMASKING OF BWALA, THE LYING ADVISER – LESSONS FOR POLITICAL PROSTITURES AND IDEOLOGICAL TURNCOATS” [ By Dr Ope Banwo, The Mayor Of Fadeyi and Founder of Naija lives Matter Organization]
Ha ore mi now we know There is something worse than being a political prostitute in this life. And that is being a political prostitute who is also a bad liar.
That is where Bwala has now disgraced himself publicly.
Look, let nobody pretend here. Politics is full of turncoats, side changers, betrayals, sudden conversions, and emergency “new convictions” once appointment enters the picture. That one is not new. Men have been cross-carpeting since the days of old. Some do it for survival. Some do it for ambition. Some do it because stomach infrastructure suddenly gives them fresh revelation from heaven.
So let us not act shocked that a man changed sides.
My own problem is not even that he moved. My problem is that after moving, he now wants to insult our intelligence by denying things he openly said before, as if Nigerians are all suffering from collective amnesia.
Ah ah! In this internet age?
A whole adult man with public records, interviews, videos, tweets, screenshots, press statements, and witnesses everywhere will now stand confidently to deny his own words?
That is not just lying. That is lazy lying. That is incompetent lying. That is lying without respect for the audience.
And that is the first lesson for all political turncoats:
If you must switch sides, switch with sense. Do not switch and then start denying your own past.
Your old words are not moi-moi that somebody can just swallow. Once you say something in public and it enters the digital space, it no longer belongs to you alone. It now belongs to screenshots, blogs, Google cache, internet archives, WhatsApp forwards, YouTube clips, angry opponents, disappointed supporters, and mischief-makers with long memories.
In simple language: the internet never forgets.
You can change your camp.
You can change your jersey.
You can change your talking points.
You can even change your conscience.
But you cannot change what you already said and expect people not to dig it up.
That brings me to lesson number two:
If you have changed your mind, say so like a man.
There is no shame in saying:
“Yes, I said that then, but I now see things differently.”
“Yes, I was against them before, but I have reconsidered my position.”
“Yes, I attacked them then, but I have now joined them for these reasons.”
People may laugh at you.
People may insult you.
People may call you names.
But at least they will say, “This one has enough sense to own his journey.”
What destroys a man is not always the switching of sides. It is the refusal to own the switch.
Because once you start denying obvious facts, you are no longer just a turncoat. You become a man without ideological memory, without personal discipline, and without even the minimum respect for truth.
And this is where many Nigerian politicians keep failing.
They think the public anger comes from the fact that they changed camp.
No.
The real anger often comes from the shamelessness with which they try to rewrite yesterday while standing inside today.
You abused a man yesterday. Today you are eating corn at his table. Fine.
Just admit you have moved.
But do not now tell us you never abused him.
Do not tell us the video is fake.
Do not tell us we did not hear what we heard.
Do not tell us our eyes are lying to us.
That one is an additional insult.
It means you think the people are not only poor and suffering, but also stupid.
And that is lesson number three:
Never underestimate the memory of a wounded or disappointed public.
Nigerians may forget to hold leaders accountable at the ballot box sometimes, but they do not forget insults, hypocrisy, or public foolishness easily. Especially in the social media age. Somebody is always keeping receipts. Somebody is always archiving nonsense. Somebody is always waiting for the day you will deny it so they can disgrace you properly.
That is why I keep saying: one of the greatest skills for public life today is not even speaking. It is managing your old statements wisely.
Before, politicians could lie and move on because newspaper pages would disappear into akara wrapping paper by next week.
Not anymore.
Now, your foolishness has permanent address online.
Now, your hypocrisy can be replayed on demand.
Now, your contradiction can trend before breakfast.
So all these political nomads moving from camp to camp should learn this simple survival rule:
If you must port, port. But port with explanation, not denial.
Own your history.
Own your contradiction.
Own your ambition.
Own your hunger.
Own your desperation if you must.
But do not deny documented reality.
Because once you do that, the issue is no longer politics. The issue becomes character.
And frankly, that is the biggest takeaway from the Bwala embarrassment.
This matter is not really about APC, PDP, Labour, or any other party. It is about a wider disease in our politics: men who think power gives them the right to insult truth itself. Men who believe appointment can erase memory. Men who imagine that once they have crossed over, everybody must now pretend their previous life never happened.
Sorry, sir.
The internet is not your village council where elders can just say, “Let us not mention the past.”
Online, the past is always one search away.
Final lesson to all political turncoats:
Changing sides may make people question your loyalty.
Denying your own words will make people question your sanity and your integrity.
One can be managed.
The other is fatal.
Bwala should have simply said:
“Yes, I spoke those words against them before. Today I am with them. Judge me as you like.” That was then and now is now
That would still attract insults, but at least it would carry some trace of manhood.
But this route of denying the obvious?
That is why people are laughing.
And deservedly so. Becos Bwala has now been confirmed as a retarded liar apart form being an ideological turncoat. And all I can say is “Oma se o
