Some time ago, I was stuck at the Tema station waiting for a troski that never showed up. I waited, waited some more, then gave up and walked halfway home. That feeling of waiting for something that never seems to come? Yeah… that’s the exact vibe this Agradaa and Gifty Adorye case is giving.
So the latest? The Tema High Court has adjourned the case—again. Yep, another adjournment. Another “come back later†moment. Honestly, I wasn’t even surprised. Disappointed? Yes. But surprised? Not even a little.
For context, if you've somehow missed all the buzz (which is hard unless you've been hiding under a rock or avoiding Ghana Twitter), Nana Agradaa—now Evangelist Mama Pat—and gospel singer Gifty Adorye have been neck-deep in legal issues. There’ve been accusations flying left and right, courtroom appearances, and of course, the classic Ghanaian ingredient in any high-profile case: delay tactics.
Now, I get it. The law has its process. Things have to be fair, evidence has to be examined, lawyers have their whole “Your Honour†routine… I’m not knocking that. But come on—why do these big-name cases always feel like slow-cooked stew that somehow never finishes boiling?
In my opinion—and hey, I could be totally off here—it sometimes feels like these adjournments are less about justice and more about playing for time. Like when your landlord keeps saying, “I’ll come and fix the pipe next week,†but six months later you're still showering with a bucket.
I mean, people are watching. Not just us regular folks scrolling through our timelines or whispering during lunch breaks. Kids are watching. Youth are watching. And what they’re learning, whether we admit it or not, is that if you’re loud enough or spiritual enough (or controversial enough), you can dance around the system.
It’s weird. Because if this were someone without a title or a TV presence, I bet things would’ve moved faster. Or maybe not. Ghana’s legal system has its own rhythm—a mix of patience, paperwork, and prayers.
Still, I wonder: how many adjournments does it take before the public stops caring? Before truth becomes blurry, and justice starts to look more like a performance than a process?
Will the court eventually give us a solid verdict? Or will we keep walking halfway home, wondering if that troski’s ever going to show up?