Dear Osagyefo
As the Harmattan dust begins to settle on 2026, the Republic is witnessing a most peculiar sight: a man who knows the inner workings of the human heart better than anyone else seems to be struggling with the state of his own. I am speaking, of course, of Professor Frimpong Boateng. The legendary heart surgeon, who famously chose the Ministry of Science, Technology, and Innovation over the Ministry of Health, has now taken to the airwaves to lambast the very party that gave him a seat at the table.
In a twist of irony that would make a playwright blush, the Professor has spent his recent interviews praising your good self, Osagyefo, and the late Jerry John Rawlings. While we all admire your vision, it is fascinating to watch a stalwart of the tradition that opposed you both now using your names as a whip to lash his own colleagues. The analog era, great as it was, has served its purpose. He cannot select for Ghanaians which path to walk when the world has moved from stethoscopes to algorithms.
Is it time to allow the youth to enjoy their “Digitalization Era” with Dr. Mahamudu Bawumia? There is a certain grace in knowing when to hand over the baton. We are in a season where we must remember that one day, God will search our hearts, not for the bitterness we harbored or the political scores we tried to settle, but to see whether we used them to serve humanity with love, purpose, and compassion.
It was painful to watch the Professor on UTV, where the interviewer was so caught up in the drama that they forgot the most important question: “Prof, with all this fire in your belly, are you willing to put your name forward as the flagbearer for the NPP?” Instead, we were left with a one-sided critique that felt more like a grievance than a blueprint.
Osagyefo, even in his frustration, the Professor occasionally stumbles onto a point worth considering. When he argues that selling or leveraging our natural resources more strategically could benefit the nation in the long run, he may not be entirely wrong. But resources alone will not save us. What this country desperately needs is the strengthening of its greatest asset: its people. Without serious investment in human resource development, skills, innovation, discipline, and leadership, no amount of gold, timber, or lithium will carry us into the future. Minerals may build wealth, but minds build nations.
The truth is, looking across the political divide toward the 2028 elections, there is no candidate more visionary than Dr. Mahamudu Bawumia, it is not even close in the NPP. While others are looking into the rearview mirror of the 1970s and 80s, the “Digital Man” is looking at the 2030s.Prof should be at home mentoring the next generation of surgeons, not on television trying to restart an engine that has already been replaced by a more efficient model. We respect the legend, but we choose the future.
Enter Ken Agyapong, the aspirant who wants to lead the party but somehow forgot the first rule of leadership: check your facts before you check your opponents. Instead, he stormed onto the scene swinging wildly, mocking, accusing, and declaring lies with the confidence of a man who had not read his own briefing notes. He was visibly upset , about what exactly, only he and his blood pressure monitor could tell.
In a long, winding monologue that promised fireworks but delivered fog, he failed to articulate a single coherent plan for the nation. Instead, he devoted his energy to casting aspersions and tossing innuendos at his main opponent , the very opponent who, by all indications, will be elected at the end of this month, come what may. It was less a campaign message and more a dramatic soliloquy from a man who knows the curtain is about to fall.
So long, 2026,
Source: Ato Kwamena Danso
