To be or not to be?

When I first referred to a lady as ‘Aunty Kakai’, many thought I was referring to that ‘U’ word. Far from that. It was only in reference to a popular song.  ‘Kakai’, “Kakamotobi’, ‘Emaasi’. These are words that are names that connote fear and hideousness.

If you did not come across these words whilst growing up then I dare to say you are a late 90s child. If you were born in the late 60’s, 70s and 80s, you can simply identify with this piece. It was in those days that you had the masqueraders come to your home to dance. At Christmas. Yes at Christmas. Some children were scared and run to hide. Others danced along. Others stared with mouth agape.

These days they hardly dance around at Christmas. You rather see them on TV daily. What is this borrowed accent? Some one goes to South Africa or Dubai or Singapore and on their return (after 1 week) they have developed an accent. Either speaking with a Texan drawl or the fast paced nasal New York accent. To add insult to injury, they adorn themselves with multiple wigs that flow like a horse’s name. Why? Can’t they be Ghanaian? Natural hair? Light make-up? Do they have to scare us on TV? With all those wigs on your head, what nationality shall we ascribe to them? As for the accents we simply love those ‘hot kenkey and pepper’ and ‘ waakyerised’ accents. It is sexy. We love the Ghanaian in you.

Many guys are scared to get married. Can you imagine what they would see in the morning without the layers of paint and all that hair tied up? Trust me when I say Ghanaian women are the most beautiful on earth but the ‘copycatism’ is crazy.

We don’t need that on TV. We don’t need those fake wannabe accents on Radio. Just be you. We love you just as you are. Don’t scare us. Let us enjoy you.