It finally happened. The prodigal praise-poet of opposition politics, Cucsman, has unplugged his mic, torn up his “God is in it” hymn sheet, and denounced the gospel of blind loyalty—much to the horror of X’s (formery Twitter) revolutionary keyboard commandos.
Cucsman has done the unthinkable, publicly apologised for worshipping at the altar of former CCC leader Nelson Chamisa without question, repented for mocking voices of dissent, and dared to suggest that maybe, just maybe, the emperor had no plan.
This isn’t just a musician’s confession.
This is a national mirror, forcefully held up to expose the rot: from the coat-smoothing faithful of the opposition to the cow-licking cultists of ZANU PF, who’d follow their leaders into the abyss as long as there’s a free t-shirt and a chicken combo.
Cucsman’s words slap with precision.
“I was deeply entrenched in the toxic bootlicking culture… where supporters refuse to accept any form of criticism directed at their preferred leaders.”
He finally admits what Zimbabwe has long suffered from a bipartisan pandemic of praise-singing.
In opposition circles, it’s Chamisa the anointed, untouchable and unquestionable, even as the party loses MPs like car keys in kombis.
In ZANU PF, it’s a decades-old parade of demi-gods whose greatest talent is surviving scandal, looting with confidence, and issuing commandments via party circulars.
Cucsman wasn’t just singing songs.
He was a lyrical enforcer of political idolatry—one of the millions who cheered while democratic ideals were traded for charisma, slogans, and photo ops in front of broken boreholes.
The irony is that the moment he swapped sycophancy for sanity, the “revolution” turned on him, branding him a sellout.
The same way ZANU PF calls critics “Western puppets,” opposition fans now accuse him of betrayal. It’s the same theatre, different colours.
But he’s not stopping.
“This is a cycle of unseriousness, deception, and wasted time… I choose objectivity, truth, and progress over blind loyalty,” he said.
Cucsman’s awakening should shake the entire nation.
Not because he’s a musician, but because he dared to say what most are too scared to admit: that the opposition needs to grow up, and the ruling elite needs to grow a conscience.
In Zimbabwe, loyalty has replaced logic.
Leaders have replaced ideologies.
Cults have replaced movements.
We defend the corrupt because they wear the right colour scarf or quote the right scripture.
We fight over demi-gods while potholes widen, hospitals rot, and the nation eats slogans for breakfast.
Cucsman has left the temple.
The rest of us are still dancing in blindfolds.
