"Ye scallywags be stormin' the embassies in Congo, riled up like a kraken over them rebel ruckus!"
2025-01-28
Arrr, ye scallywags be pointin’ fingers at the U.S., France, and their mateys fer lettin’ Rwanda’s ruckus brew in the east! Aye, ‘tis like watchin’ a powder keg ignite while we sip grog! Blame it on the rum, I say! Har har!
Arrr matey! Gather 'round, fer I be spinnin' ye a yarn 'bout the ruckus brewin' in the far-off lands of Rwanda, where the scallywags be tossin' blame like cannonballs! Aye, the good ol’ United States, France, and their merry allies be takin’ a right scolding from the landlubbers, sayin’ they turned a blind eye while the ruckus brewed in the east.Now, ye see, it be like lettin’ a shipload of rum floatin’ ‘round without a captain; chaos be bound to ensue! The pirates of the region be stirrin’ the pot, and our noble nations be watchin’ from afar, nibblin’ on their biscuits, as if it be none of their affair. The blame flies like seagulls at a fish market, with fingers pointin’ everywhere!
But hark! Could it be that the doubloons of those mighty nations were too shiny to resist? Aye, perhaps they were busy countin’ their gold while the good folk of Rwanda were caught in a tempest of conflict. So here we be, shoutin’ “Arrr!” at the folly of it all, as the land’s troubles be spillin’ like grog on a stormy night!
In the end, it be a wild sea of blame, with no true captain to steer this ship! Har har har!