13/03/2026
Re: Ibrahim Zacks
It was not lost on me that the news of the tragic accident involving Mr. Zakka Zidon was treated in some quarters as a moment of victory. The news was celebrated by your militants with gunshots, as though a triumph had been achieved.
They say only those who have not truly lived fear death. Mr. Zakka lived a life of purpose. It should not surprise you that a large number of your own Tsobbo people were once taught and mentored by him. He was committed to confronting ignorance and challenging the darkness that now blinds many of your minds, the same darkness that has consumed you completely.
Permit me, for a moment, to borrow the same arrogance with which you address others. The Tsobbo system is fragile—so fragile that it is destined to collapse under its own weight, even without external pressure. Hatred has filled you to the throat, and at times you appear chameleonic in your posture, somewhere as Zacks and also as Dan Tsobbo TV.
You speak that the angel Gabriel will strike those who challenge the Tsobbo with truth, as though divine authority has been placed in your hands. If God were truly a tribal God of the Tsobbo, or if Luka and you yourself were his allies, perhaps the Bwatye people would have been wiped from the face of the earth long ago. But the irony is this: you already stand under the judgment of God. You consumed the flesh of fellow human beings created in His image. Yet instead of condemning you outright, these very acts have left you morally exposed and socially isolated.
Malam Zakka Hafeme may have passed on with honor, leaving behind a legacy that history will not erase. But for you, the moment that will finally break the Tsobbo is drawing near. When it comes, it will strike so hard that this very land will begin to feel foreign to you.
This is the fate that awaits you.
