Speaker Pelosi – A Life in the Sun

by IRENE FOWLER, Contributor

The lioness roared and determined it was time to leap into the thickets and marshlands of a Presidential impeachment; taking the whole Pride with her and using the last of her nine lives to fight a just cause. In Africa the roar of a lion is amplified multiple times, sending shockwaves through the jungle –

Before Kamala Harris was elected as U.S. vice president, Pelosi was the highest ranking elected woman in U.S. history. First elected to congress in 1987, she is serving as the Speaker of the House of Representatives. Possessed of oodles of smarts, tenacity, forbearance and sheer grit, she has translated these qualities into a stellar political career “sans pareil”. In essence, she inhabits her own orbit and is not to be trifled with. She is the chosen one.

Famously, the twilight days of her formidable career intersected with the tenure of the most criminal and anti-democracy US President –  a certain discredited, malefactor called Donald Trump.

As an indigenous African living in Nigeria, my terms of reference often encompass and project, our God-given, magnificent, gift to the world which is our incomparable wild-life species in their natural habitat. The apex of this stupendous benevolence is the laser-focused, dignified and battle-tested matriarch of a dominant Pride of lions.

Pelosi embodies the spirit of the majestic “lioness- queen” of Africa’s natural world. Whether it is her uncanny ability to temper the uncurbed exuberance of hungry and thirsty  young ‘cubs’ in her Party or mollify and win over the more wily, seasoned members of the Pride, while evincing indispensable cunning in dealing with fierce, unrelenting adversaries; Pelosi has shown herself to be matchless. She is in perfect sync with Africa’s ‘felis leo,’ fearlessly and patiently crouching in the tall savannah grass, under a tangerine-hued sky; carefully scanning the sun-drenched landscape observing threats and prey alike and not unmindful of approaching dark and ominous thunder clouds.

Having resisted persistent calls from members of her caucus to launch an impeachment inquiry into the conduct of a flagrantly lawless President, she ultimately capitulated, stating the following inter alia: “They asked Benjamin Franklin: What do we have, a Republic or a Monarchy? Franklin replied, A Republic if you can keep it”. Pelosi added, “The times have found us today, not to place ourselves in the same category of greatness as our founders, but to place us in the urgency of protecting and defending our constitution from all enemies foreign and domestic.”

The lioness roared and determined it was time to leap into the thickets and marshlands of a Presidential impeachment, taking the whole Pride with her and using the last of her nine lives to fight a just cause. In Africa the roar of a lion is amplified multiple times, sending shockwaves through the jungle and leaving all living creatures, in paroxysms of fear.

In keeping with her spiritual avatar, Pelosi is singularly territorial and will defend her territory to the uttermost. Pelosi’s territory is the U.S. constitution. She has been entrusted to be a gatekeeper of the sacred document, in honour of the nation’s progenitors and for the sake of its progeny. The blood and sacrifice of countless compatriots, which secured inalienable rights and freedoms, will not be disdained or nullified under her watch. Tyranny will be stalked, stalled, and stopped – to save domestic and global democracy.



“Majestic, golden lions adorn the motherland
Marvels of creation, serene, noble royalty
Basking in the African sun, restless and in need
Lesser creatures fearfully cower, paying fealty
Monarchs of nature, bestir themselves to roam and feed,
Their hapless prey, no match for the regal breed.”

© 2022 by Irene Fowler

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