Yesterday he was on TV again. On the news.
No not Nsaba The Taliban, the other one.
He had been part of a lynch mob. Apparently he didn’t have licence to advertise around Lugogo, so the agency responsible sent a guy down to take his posters off walls there. When the singer heard about it, he zoomed down in a fury.
He was sputtering at the news cameras in petulant rage, referring to himself, like the god he thinks he is, in third person. “If they have a problem, they should call Bebe! If they want to fine Bebe, they can fine Bebe!”
That is how a celebrity is supposed to live, people.