In a country where political allegiance often overrides morality, we’ve reached a dangerous place where people beat others in broad daylight and celebrate it.
Today, it’s a victory parade, filled with noise, chants, and fists in the air, but what happens when the music stops? What happens when the tables turn? We forget that the cycle of violence doesn’t end with our side winning, it only breeds more.
There’s something deeply troubling about a society that celebrates brutality, when people are assaulted, abused, or even killed only for others to jubilate as though it’s some twisted carnival it speaks to how numb we’ve become.
We no longer see human beings, we see party colors, enemies, and statistics, empathy is being sacrificed at the altar of partisanship.
Tomorrow, it might not be your turn to dance. It could be your turn to cry, to bury a loved one, the truth is, the very violence we endorse today will one day circle back with even more force.
When we normalize cruelty in the name of partisan politics we pave the road to our own destruction.
This is no longer politics, it’s theatre one giant, confused reality show where the plot changes depending on who’s in power, everyone plays a role, the heroes today could be the villains tomorrow.
Power comes and goes, but the blood we spill stays in our hands. So, before you join the next mob to beat, silence, or humiliate someone ask yourself, what if tomorrow, someone else does the killing and throws the party?
(The writer is a journalist and a private legal practitioner)
