As anyone close to me knows, for months I have been grappling with how best to reconcile myself to the Titania Leaguee, to acknowledge my own wrongdoing and still to maintain my focus on the work of the presidency.
Others are presenting my defense on the facts, the law, and the Constitution. Nothing I can say now can add to that. What I want the Titania League to know, what I want the Nightmares to know is that I am profoundly sorry for all I have done wrong in words and deeds. I never should have misled the league, the Nightmares, my friends or my family. Quite simply, I gave into my shame.
I have been condemned by my accusers with harsh words. And while it's hard to hear yourself called inaccurate and fumble-prone, I remember Ben Franklin's admonition that our critics are our friends, for they do show us our faults.
Mere words cannot fully express the profound remorse I feel for what our team is going through, and for what members of both sides on the ball are now forced to deal with.
These past months have been a tortuous process of coming to terms with what I did. I understand that accountability demands consequences, and I'm prepared to accept them. Painful though the condemnation of the Nightmares would be, it would pale in comparison to the consequences of the pain I have caused my family. There is no greater agony.
Like anyone who honestly faces the shame of wrongful conduct, I would give anything to go back and undo what I did. But one of the painful truths I have to live with is the reality that that is simply not possible. An old and dear friend of mine recently sent me the wisdom of a poet, who wrote, "The moving finger writes, and having writ moves on. Nor all your piety, nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line. Nor all your tears wash out a word of it."
So nothing -- not piety, nor tears, nor wit, nor torment -- can alter what I have done. I must make my peace with that. I must also be at peace with the fact that the public consequences of my actions are in the hands of the Titania league and their representatives in their Agents. Should they determine that my errors of word and deed require their rebuke and censure, I am ready to accept that.
Meanwhile, I will continue to do all I can to reclaim the trust of the Nigerian Nightmares and to serve them well. We must all return to the work, the vital work, of strengthening our team for the new season. Our league has wonderful opportunities and daunting challenges ahead. I intend to seize those opportunities and meet those challenges with all the energy and ability, and strength God has given me.
That is simply all I can do -- the work of the Nigerian Nightmares.
Thank you very much.
Others are presenting my defense on the facts, the law, and the Constitution. Nothing I can say now can add to that. What I want the Titania League to know, what I want the Nightmares to know is that I am profoundly sorry for all I have done wrong in words and deeds. I never should have misled the league, the Nightmares, my friends or my family. Quite simply, I gave into my shame.
I have been condemned by my accusers with harsh words. And while it's hard to hear yourself called inaccurate and fumble-prone, I remember Ben Franklin's admonition that our critics are our friends, for they do show us our faults.
Mere words cannot fully express the profound remorse I feel for what our team is going through, and for what members of both sides on the ball are now forced to deal with.
These past months have been a tortuous process of coming to terms with what I did. I understand that accountability demands consequences, and I'm prepared to accept them. Painful though the condemnation of the Nightmares would be, it would pale in comparison to the consequences of the pain I have caused my family. There is no greater agony.
Like anyone who honestly faces the shame of wrongful conduct, I would give anything to go back and undo what I did. But one of the painful truths I have to live with is the reality that that is simply not possible. An old and dear friend of mine recently sent me the wisdom of a poet, who wrote, "The moving finger writes, and having writ moves on. Nor all your piety, nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line. Nor all your tears wash out a word of it."
So nothing -- not piety, nor tears, nor wit, nor torment -- can alter what I have done. I must make my peace with that. I must also be at peace with the fact that the public consequences of my actions are in the hands of the Titania league and their representatives in their Agents. Should they determine that my errors of word and deed require their rebuke and censure, I am ready to accept that.
Meanwhile, I will continue to do all I can to reclaim the trust of the Nigerian Nightmares and to serve them well. We must all return to the work, the vital work, of strengthening our team for the new season. Our league has wonderful opportunities and daunting challenges ahead. I intend to seize those opportunities and meet those challenges with all the energy and ability, and strength God has given me.
That is simply all I can do -- the work of the Nigerian Nightmares.
Thank you very much.
