LifeLine/ChildLine Namibia: What a bunch spineless chickens!
You really can’t make this stuff up. LifeLine/ChildLine Namibia – the NGO that’s spent 45 years preaching resilience – just collapsed like a cheap camping chair because their MC, NSK, couldn’t bear to share a stage with musician Jericho.
Yes, folks. A grown man saw a poster, spotted Jericho’s name, and basically said: “It’s either him or me!” And guess what? The entire NGO bent the knee like extras in a local cheap budget movie. Jericho, the performer people actually came to see, was dumped faster than Dillish leaving Emmanuel Adebayor.
Let’s be clear: NSK’s job was to hold a mic, say “welcome everyone,” and maybe crack one of his dead jokes. Yet somehow this fragile hype-man managed to hold a 45-year-old organisation hostage with his personal vendetta. If being petty was an Olympic sport, NSK would bring gold home.
And LifeLine/ChildLine? Spineless doesn’t even begin to describe it. This is jellyfish behaviour. No – worse. Even jellyfish have stingers. These guys handed Jericho a polite “Dear John” letter, dripping with fake regret, just so NSK wouldn’t burst into tears backstage.
If NSK were a pilot, flights would be cancelled because he once had an argument with a passenger at Single Quarters kapana. If he were a doctor, he’d refuse to operate because the anaesthetist liked a shady tweet about Esperance Luvindao. This is a man child with no spine – only a bushy beard.
And the hypocrisy! This is the same organisation that tells kids to face conflict, deal with bullies, and stand up for themselves. Unless, of course, you’re NSK – then all bets are off. When their MC pitched a tantrum, they sprinted for cover faster than prime Frank Fredericks. The lesson here? Apparently, if you whine loudly enough, you get your way – and the actual talent gets kicked in the nuts.
Suddenly it’s “Shhh, don’t upset NSK, he’s very sensitive.” Sensitive? The man is thinner-skinned than a Gazan toddler starved by demonic Israel.
NSK, my guy, if Jericho’s presence shakes you this badly, maybe the stage isn’t for you. Maybe swap the microphone for a stress ball. And LifeLine/ChildLine – if you’re going to let one fragile ego derail your entire event, then at least be honest about your slogan. Forget “building resilience” and change it to “building excuses for grown men who can’t cope.”
So happy 45th, LifeLine/ChildLine Namibia. Here’s to another 45 years of “resilience” – assuming, of course, nobody on the guest list makes NSK cry again.
Yes, folks. A grown man saw a poster, spotted Jericho’s name, and basically said: “It’s either him or me!” And guess what? The entire NGO bent the knee like extras in a local cheap budget movie. Jericho, the performer people actually came to see, was dumped faster than Dillish leaving Emmanuel Adebayor.
Let’s be clear: NSK’s job was to hold a mic, say “welcome everyone,” and maybe crack one of his dead jokes. Yet somehow this fragile hype-man managed to hold a 45-year-old organisation hostage with his personal vendetta. If being petty was an Olympic sport, NSK would bring gold home.
And LifeLine/ChildLine? Spineless doesn’t even begin to describe it. This is jellyfish behaviour. No – worse. Even jellyfish have stingers. These guys handed Jericho a polite “Dear John” letter, dripping with fake regret, just so NSK wouldn’t burst into tears backstage.
If NSK were a pilot, flights would be cancelled because he once had an argument with a passenger at Single Quarters kapana. If he were a doctor, he’d refuse to operate because the anaesthetist liked a shady tweet about Esperance Luvindao. This is a man child with no spine – only a bushy beard.
And the hypocrisy! This is the same organisation that tells kids to face conflict, deal with bullies, and stand up for themselves. Unless, of course, you’re NSK – then all bets are off. When their MC pitched a tantrum, they sprinted for cover faster than prime Frank Fredericks. The lesson here? Apparently, if you whine loudly enough, you get your way – and the actual talent gets kicked in the nuts.
Suddenly it’s “Shhh, don’t upset NSK, he’s very sensitive.” Sensitive? The man is thinner-skinned than a Gazan toddler starved by demonic Israel.
NSK, my guy, if Jericho’s presence shakes you this badly, maybe the stage isn’t for you. Maybe swap the microphone for a stress ball. And LifeLine/ChildLine – if you’re going to let one fragile ego derail your entire event, then at least be honest about your slogan. Forget “building resilience” and change it to “building excuses for grown men who can’t cope.”
So happy 45th, LifeLine/ChildLine Namibia. Here’s to another 45 years of “resilience” – assuming, of course, nobody on the guest list makes NSK cry again.
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