Letter From Saclepea

By Rep. Musa Hassan Bility I am sitting in Saclepea this morning, not because the town is quiet, but because my mind is not. The year is ending, and I can hear Liberia in my thoughts the way you hear rain on a zinc roof. You can pretend…

Do We See Why We Are Here? This week, I find myself asking a simple question that should unsettle every one of us who sits in the Legislature: Do we truly see why we are here? Not the glamour. Not the motorcade. Not the salary. Not…

Written by Rep. Musa Hassan Bility Tonight, I sit in Saclepea thinking about a country far away, Sweden, and a decision that has reached our shores like a cold wind. Sweden is often described as one of the best places to live in the…

By Musa Hassan Bility Last week, a simple press statement went out from Srimex. It announced that after eight years of service, Ms. Wadei Powell was stepping down as Chief Executive Officer. For most people, it is just another corporate…

By Musa Hassan Bility Today, I want to talk about something we often treat as a routine exercise, a national budget. To some, the national budget is merely a period in which governments divide spending, allocate aid, and wait for the…

By Musa Hassan Bility There are moments in a nation’s life when reflection becomes an obligation, not a choice. This week, as I sit quietly with the weight of all that has gone wrong in our country over the last eight years, my mind…

By Rep. Musa Hassan Bility There are moments in the life of a nation when the air becomes heavy with a certain uneasiness, an uneasiness that you can feel even if you cannot yet fully explain. Liberia is entering one of those moments.…

By Rep. Musa Hassan Bility Saclepea, like most small towns, remembers everything. The laughter, the quarrels, the seasons when the rain came too early, and the faces that left without goodbye. It teaches you that relationships, like…

By Hon. Musa Hassan Bility There is a growing fear in me, a fear of a lingering attitude of decline, of a quiet but steady dismantling of the order and system that once held our nation together. It is a fear that the very foundation…