In the land of Zombia, governance was once as simple as vowels. The people endured the reign of AEIOU—a system so effortless, it became a catchy but cursed tune.
But the melody was rotten—laced with corruption, oppression, and deceit. The ruling Pub Wattle regime looted the treasury while crazily chanting:
A for Abuse (of power)
E for Exploitation (of resources)
I for Inefficiency (in governance)
O for Oppression (of dissent)
U for Unaccountability (at all levels)
The people had enough. “Alebwelelapo? Never!” they cried, turning to Up N Down for salvation.
But the new rulers had their own alphabet: HaHeHiHoHu. With grand conviction, the leader proclaimed,
Ha for Harmony
He for Helpfulness
Hi for Hintegrity (as they pronounced it)
Ho for Hoe
Hu for Humanity
The people rejoiced as stolen funds were traced, systems revamped, and the new anthem sounded like a hymn of redemption.
But soon, cracks appeared.
The Hinkonomy spiraled.
Droughts withered crops.
Harmony turned to hysteria.
Helpfulness skipped certain regions.
Hoes were only sent to Zombiaza.
Still, the people consoled themselves, saying, “At least he’s not stealing like AEIOU, even if he is sending all hoes to Zombiaza.”
Skeptics replied, “True, but why does HaHeHiHoHu seem to favor the Zombiaza region only?”
And so, Zombia trudged on—burdened differently but not freed. Was this a true change, or just another remix of the same crazy regional tunes?
Because governance, like vowels, is simple—but never straightforward.
But the melody was rotten—laced with corruption, oppression, and deceit. The ruling Pub Wattle regime looted the treasury while crazily chanting:
A for Abuse (of power)
E for Exploitation (of resources)
I for Inefficiency (in governance)
O for Oppression (of dissent)
U for Unaccountability (at all levels)
The people had enough. “Alebwelelapo? Never!” they cried, turning to Up N Down for salvation.
But the new rulers had their own alphabet: HaHeHiHoHu. With grand conviction, the leader proclaimed,
Ha for Harmony
He for Helpfulness
Hi for Hintegrity (as they pronounced it)
Ho for Hoe
Hu for Humanity
The people rejoiced as stolen funds were traced, systems revamped, and the new anthem sounded like a hymn of redemption.
But soon, cracks appeared.
The Hinkonomy spiraled.
Droughts withered crops.
Harmony turned to hysteria.
Helpfulness skipped certain regions.
Hoes were only sent to Zombiaza.
Still, the people consoled themselves, saying, “At least he’s not stealing like AEIOU, even if he is sending all hoes to Zombiaza.”
Skeptics replied, “True, but why does HaHeHiHoHu seem to favor the Zombiaza region only?”
And so, Zombia trudged on—burdened differently but not freed. Was this a true change, or just another remix of the same crazy regional tunes?
Because governance, like vowels, is simple—but never straightforward.
