“Jobe”,

I’ll stick with the “dubious character” label I had earlier pinned on you. The reason for this is self-evident in the following testimony from your last message: “As for my
identity, well I will try to give you a some insight into who I am. No, I am
not more than ONE person. My name is Kebba but I am using my namesake's
surname to be anonymous.” So it wouldn’t be improper for me to stick with my characterization. Your identity would never have been an issue with me if it didn’t occur to me that you were at the very beginning acting very dishonestly. The first time this occurred was when you were signing your mails with different names like K.B. Jobe, Daddy Nying, Kebba Jobe, KB Jobe, etc, etc. I remember that together with Laye Bamba Jallow, the flag was raised for you to stick to one byline. Your response then was a mumbo-jumbo to the effect that you were puzzled with the signatures since you subscribed with this and that name. And even tried pathetically to pin some of the blame on the List Management. It was from there that I theorized privately that the said account - [log in to unmask] - was being used by different individuals who had access to the password of the e-mail account. This is ever clearer as one revisits the archives and pores over your earlier and different pieces. It becomes an incontrovertible fact that the prose, choice of words, and general style of penning differs in several of these mails sent from the said account. Suggestive of my earlier theory that: different individuals parading themselves as one individual were using the byline of  “Kebba Jobe” and the email account [log in to unmask].

 

 Not only were you fraudulently engaging the List but also you turned out to be an incorrigible LIER. Why do I say that? I could have shrugged off the discrepancies in the signature and ignore you totally. But you changed tactic and seemed civil, honest and genuine enough albeit the subtle sophistry and hypocrisy you were attempting to play here. Out of the blues, you admitted against APRC sycophantic tradition by allowing that votes were indeed bought during the by-elections of Baddibu and Kiang. For a second, my earlier theory of different individuals lacked consistency and muscle. So I threw in another bait. Earlier you admitted to being a senior civil servant – a fundamental mistake on your part; had you wanted to remain anonymous and wished to continue using your alias successfully, you should have completely refrained from talking about yourself and concentrate on your agenda i.e., discoursing issues without personalizing stuff. Following your admission to the vote-buying spree the APRC embarked upon during the by-elections, I threw in the bait of you telling us categorically what your role in the civil service is and where you lived since the name “Kebba Jobe” was investigated and it turned out to be a fluke. This brought a pause from your end as you considered your options – given how limited they were and the fact that you’ve been boxed into a corner. Under the pressure, you committed a fatal gaffe. In response to who you are, you gave a rationale of why you choose the alias you penned your pieces with - which for a second made sense. As you put it, “The reason is that if I were to disclose my
identity I will not be able to participate in these debates. You see,
today's opposition could very well be tomorrow's government and some
seemingly good politicians of today could become tomorrow's nightmare.”

 

As I said earlier, this made sense – for a brief second. If your main concern for not using your real name was to cowardly safe-guard your future job prospects in the event of a change of guards in the scheme of things in the Gambia, one is struck between crying or laughing as you gave this exhaustive CV about yourself: “I am a senior civil servant in my mid 40's who was born and bred in the
Niani District of the CRD, attended Armitage school, studied Mathematics and
engineering at the universities of Canterbury(kent), Plymouth (Devon) and
the National university of Singapore (NUS. I am also a grauate of the
Thunderbird, American graduate school of international management in
Glendale, Arizona. I am married with 4 children. The first time I ever voted
was in England when I once voted for Dr. David Owen, now Lord Owen when I
lived in Devonport. In Gambia the only time I ever bothered to vote was in
the referendum, presidential and national assembly elections.”

 

Poppycock! This CV is as fictitious as they come. Did you honestly think you could have gotten away with something as awesome as this? If your cowardly concern all along was to escape the wrath of the next gov’t – presumably the UDP – do you think if this CV is true they haven’t already figured out who you are? As it happened, we ran another exhaustive check on you and the CV you just provided and the results showed that the CV was nothing but poppycock and that you are a gullible fraud. Now, it must have escaped your thoughts that the Gambia is not the States: a CV as exhaustive as you provided – if it were true – would only take a couple of phone calls to ascertain. Needless to point to out that in the Gambian civil service, virtually all the top hierarchy know each other either personally and or have liaised one time or the other – especially tenured civil servants of the caliber you claim to be. And another thing: the Gambia has very few engineers of the caliber you claim to be who happened to be tenured civil servants. In your haste to be taken seriously, you committed the sin of every fraudster eventually commits: peacock vanity, clumsy garbling of alibis and ignoring common sense. Common sense would have duly informed you that the Gambia is so small that virtually all are either related or known to each other. You would have then realized that uttering a few sentences about yourself would blow your cover. But because you still wanted to remain under the same guise, you took it for granted that if you bamboozled us with a glittering, exhaustive and BOGUS CV that should be the end of the story. Well, you surmised wrongly.

 

In the event, I’ve got news for you: I know exactly who is the main individual behind the nom de guerre of “Kebba Jobe” and I know the mission of the said agent provocateur. The mission this time around is to present a moderate fence sitting agent provocateur who would shadow Kebba Dampha and draw him into un-necessary fisticuffs that have little or no bearing on the issues Dampha is interested in. Now, you have stretched it to include stalking him – literally. You shall fail as miserably as other shabby impersonators have failed. “Jobe”, what we do here we take very seriously. You are not dealing with a bunch of dilettante college kids staging their first political agitation. You are dealing with very sophisticated Gambians.

 

Finally, as I said earlier, your identity would be a non-issue if you weren’t found out to be a fraudster. As far as I am concerned, I don’t give a tosh whether you call yourself “Dr. Sedat Jobe” or “Joseph Joof” or Sarjo Jallow”.  I would have engaged you on the crucial issues without raising a brow as to whether your byline was real or freakish. You forfeited that opportunity to engage us when yours turned out not to be genuine after all and that despite the cameo appearance of an actor who has a conscience and very honest, you are nothing but a fraudulent agent provocateur. Give it up! You’ve been found out!

 

Hamjatta Kanteh