Patrice Mboh Lumumbah’s name may glitter today in the headlines of Yaoundé’s state press, but tomorrow it will hang as a warning on the walls of history: This is what becomes of the educated who choose comfort over courage, obedience over competence, and applause over truth.
By The Independentist Political Desk
November 10, 2025
There was a time when the name Lumumba inspired fear in tyrants and faith in the oppressed. It stood for integrity, defiance, and the sacred courage to speak truth to power. Today, that name has been dragged through the mud in Pinyin, Mezam — by a man who turned conscience into currency and leadership into servitude.
The Man Who Sold His People’s Pain
Patrice Mboh Lumumbah — a graduate of the corrupt École Nationale d’Administration et de Magistrature (ENAM), that French administrative mill which destroyed Ambazonia’s civil service — now stands as a living emblem of decay. In that colonial factory of obedience, submission was prized above competence, and loyalty to the master counted for more than service to the people.
Another product of the once-respected Sacred Heart College, Lumumbah now fills the ranks of Paul Tasong, Felix Mbayu, and Eric Chinje — brilliant sons of the same alma mater who turned elite education into a license for betrayal. Together they personify a generation that mistook access for achievement and influence for integrity.
As campaign head for Paul Biya’s ruling Cameroon People’s Democratic Movement (CPDM) in Pinyin, Lumumbah delivered what state media called a “miracle victory.” Over six thousand votes were credited to a land half-abandoned, half-burned, and wholly broken by war. Roads are gone, homes lie in ruins, and most of the population lives in exile or in fear. Yet somehow, on paper, they voted in record numbers for a regime that has slaughtered their sons and daughters. That is not victory. It is theatre — choreographed tragedy disguised as democracy.
The Price of Betrayal
For every village burned and every family displaced, there are men like Patrice Mboh Lumumbah who learn to dance on ashes. Their reward is not honour but appointment; not gratitude but notoriety. Under Biya’s dictatorship, loyalty is bought with thirty pieces of silver and washed with the blood of the innocent.
What kind of patriot builds a career on the ruins of his people? What kind of intellectual, carrying the proud name Lumumba, crowns himself “architect of a miracle victory” for a 92-year-old despot whose reign has birthed corruption, despair, and decay?
Names carry spirits, the elders say. The first Patrice Lumumba of Congo died a martyr of African freedom. Patrick Lumumba of Kenya lives as a prophet against corruption. But this new Lumumbah of Southern Cameroons has chosen the other road — the one that leads to infamy.
The Mirage of Numbers
In the decrepit arithmetic of Cameroon’s electoral charade, numbers are not signs of democracy — they are trophies of control. When entire communities under occupation “vote” in defiance of their suffering, those votes speak not of the people’s will but of the regime’s coercive genius.
Every ballot box from Pinyin tells a story not of participation but of manipulation — the same story repeated since 1984, when the constitution was twisted, when unity became uniformity, when the ballot was buried beneath the boot.
The Moral Reckoning
Patrice Mboh Lumumbah may wear medals today and sip champagne in Yaoundé’s marble halls. But history has a cruel memory. It does not forget the architects of deceit. It does not forgive those who turned their people’s agony into political capital.
And when that history is written — not by propagandists but by patriots — it will record that in 2025, as Ambazonia bled, a man called Lumumbah stood not with his people, but with their oppressor. Numbers can be counted. Money can be spent. But conscience cannot be erased.
Final Word
The tragedy of Pinyin is not in its inflated numbers but in its moral collapse — where intellect serves tyranny and brilliance kneels before bribery. Patrice Mboh Lumumbah’s name may glitter today in the headlines of Yaoundé’s state press, but tomorrow it will hang as a warning on the walls of history: This is what becomes of the educated who choose comfort over courage, obedience over competence, and applause over truth.
The Independentist Political Desk
