Coined in the 1930's and popularised during the world war II the above phrase calls out snitches and disloyal acquiantances. It is french for "fifth column" which is mostly an invisible column, but don't you worry, around here, we make the invisible visible.
Let me give you a little backstory.
When America and Britain went to war they both deployed their millitaries for the job. Among the deployed soldiers who always matched in four columns was a fifth column, the Nazis. These people dressed like soldiers, talked like soldiers trained like soldiers and true to their acts, they were soldiers but they worked for the enemy. Hitler!!! and when the war broke out, they would kill their own. They were the biggest sabotagers to the American war front.
They say the worst thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies and how right they were! Let me tell you how the fifth column robbed us of one of the greatest talents to ever grace the earth. Let me tell you why the devil you know is better than the angel you don't. Let me tell you why you need to keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Let me.
Beside him is the girl who accused him of sexual assault and dragged him in and out of court for three years. Sitted far right is the manager that called him several times on the night he was shot to make him record a song, he set him up. Behind him is the Haitian who pulled the trigger. And after 3 hours in surgery on september 13th of 1996 Tupac shakur was pronounced dead.
He is considered a symbol of change, Non-conformity, what generation Z would call a trailblazer (His last words were f*ck you!).That's who he was, a legend, Tupac Shakur.
He was also young, he had the asset of time, he had the money, he had the energy and most of all he had his whole life ahead of him. He was just getting started.That's when jelousy creeped in.That's when the fifth column showed up.That's when the invisible became visible.
In swahili we say, kikulacho ki nguoni mwako which loosely translates to whatever ails you is in your garment. I couldn't agree less.
These are the people you eat with, the people you hit up to tell them about your silver linings, the people you hang with, that's where the fifth column emerges from. Don't get me wrong, not every potato is spoilt and neither is each of them edible.The enemy is closer than you think, as he should be.
You ought to keep your eyes and your ears open for no one knows the day nor the hour of the fifth column's emergence.