The Nero-like Misrule of Muhammad Yunus in Bangladesh and the Looming Call for a crimson Tempest

We must speak with striking clarity, laying bare the unvarnished truths about the monstrous Yunus and his diabolical Nero-like regime.

In collusion with the CIA and ISI, he and his venal mango-twigs have desecrated Bangladesh in every sphere—political, economic, and moral. What we witness today is not governance but the cold-blooded betrayal of a nation born out of sacrifice, forged in blood, and consecrated with the hopes of millions in 1971.

To act with frivolity in the midst of calamity is the mark of tyranny’s arrogance. History tells us that when Rome burned, Emperor Nero fiddled, displaying a chilling indifference to the suffering of his people and the ruin of his empire. Today, Muhammad Yunus fiddles the same grotesque tune while Bangladesh burns under the fury of his illegitimate, foreign-installed puppet regime.

The Puppet Regime of Betrayal

Bangladesh stands perilously at the edge of a political and economic abyss. The reckless misrule of Muhammad Yunus, imposed upon the nation by foreign conspiracy and deceit, has dragged the country into a bottomless gulf. Installed not by the ballot but by foreign bayonets of influence, his government has neither legitimacy nor the moral compass to steer this nation of 180 million souls.

This is a man who presents himself as a Nobel laureate of peace, yet rules in quiet complicity with agents of chaos, violence, and treachery. Behind the mask of saintly rhetoric lies a calculating figure who has sold the sovereignty of Bangladesh at the altar of CIA schemes and ISI intrigues. His mango-twigs—spineless opportunists and ideological traitors—form the orchestra that plays while the house collapses into ruin.

A Nation in Peril

Inflation soars unchecked. The cost of essentials has risen beyond the reach of the common citizen. Families are forced to choose between food and medicine, between light and shelter. Livelihoods collapse under the crushing burden of mismanagement and endemic corruption. Factories shutter, industries grind to a halt, and the once-booming development story of Bangladesh now lies buried under the ashes of deceitful governance.

Our national assets—earned through sweat, sacrifice, and decades of progress—are being bartered away to foreign masters. Strategic interests, ports, and financial institutions are handed over like trinkets, not as policies of development but as tributes of servitude. This is not a government of the people—it is a comprador regime serving foreign patrons at the expense of its own citizens.

The Nero Analogy

The Nero analogy could not be more apt. Just as Nero’s indifference condemned Rome to flames, Yunus’s misrule has condemned Bangladesh to chaos. He watches as mob violence erupts across the land, as freedom fighters of 1971 are jailed and silenced, as the voices of the press are gagged and strangled. Instead of extinguishing the fire, he pours fuel upon it, indifferent to the pain of millions.

What we see is not mere incompetence—it is a deliberate orchestration of ruin. The Nero regime thrives on instability, for instability ensures dependency, and dependency guarantees the survival of foreign puppets. Bangladesh, once a beacon of resilience and progress, is now reduced to a stage where the fiddlers of treachery play their sinister tune.

The Betrayal of 1971’s Promise

The tragedy is compounded when one recalls the sacred struggle of 1971. Bangladesh was born to be free, to walk tall, and to chart its destiny without servitude to foreign lords. The martyrs did not sacrifice their lives for a republic enslaved to CIA dictates or ISI manipulations. The millions of mothers, sisters, and daughters who bore the unspeakable horrors of genocide did not endure their agony so that a foreign-installed puppet might one day auction off the nation’s soul.

Yet today, Yunus and his cohorts desecrate the promise of that liberation. They have unleashed the very forces of communal hatred, sectarian violence, and opportunistic plunder that our people resisted in 1971. They jail freedom fighters, silence patriots, and elevate collaborators. They demonize those who built the nation and glorify those who betrayed it.

The People’s Anguish

The anger of the people simmers dangerously beneath the surface. From the crowded markets of Dhaka to the farmlands of Gopalganj, from the industrial belts of Chittagong to the villages of Sylhet, the cry of injustice grows louder each day. Ordinary citizens can no longer tolerate the suffocating cost of living, the theft of their rights, and the trampling of their dignity.

Every mother who cannot feed her children, every worker cast adrift by factory closures, every youth denied the dignity of work feels the betrayal of this regime in their bones. The disillusionment is complete: Yunus has been unmasked not as a savior but as a scourge, not as a statesman but as a Nero who fiddles while Bangladesh crumbles.

The Need for a crimson Tempest

Bangladesh cannot endure this treachery indefinitely. A storm is gathering, and with it, the inevitability of a crimson Tempest. Just as 1971 was the people’s defiance against oppression, today’s struggle must be the people’s defiance against betrayal.

This is no call for blind rage, but for purposeful resistance—for a tempest of justice, of dignity, of sovereignty. It must be the tempest that reclaims Bangladesh for her people, restores the sanctity of her institutions, and brings the betrayers to account before the nation.

People’s words, echoing with prophetic urgency, remind us that silence is complicity, and inaction is surrender. Bangladesh must rise again—not to destroy, but to rebuild; not to avenge, but to reclaim.

Toward Redemption

The path ahead is fraught with peril, yet history teaches us that no tyrant reigns forever. The Nero regime will collapse under the weight of its own contradictions, for no foreign bayonet can silence an entire nation’s yearning for justice. The people of Bangladesh have risen before against greater odds; they will rise again.

We must remind ourselves of the luminous legacy of Bangabandhu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman, the Father of the Nation, who dreamt of a Bangladesh where justice, equality, and dignity would prevail. It is his vision, born in sacrifice, that must guide us out of this abyss.

Terminus Point

The nation now stands at a crossroads. On one side lies submission to foreign-imposed tyranny, economic servitude, and national disintegration. On the other lies the perilous but necessary path of resistance and redemption.

Muhammad Yunus may fiddle like Nero, indifferent to the suffering of his people, but the fire of resistance is spreading. The people of Bangladesh will not remain shackled in silence forever. When the violent tempest comes—and it surely shall—it will be not just an act of defiance, but a reclaiming of the sacred covenant of 1971.

Bangladesh shall rise again, triumphant and unbowed, and her betrayers shall be consigned to the dustbin of history.

Written by: Anwar A. Khan 

Bio: The writer was a freedom fighter in 1971 to establish Bangladesh and is an independent political analyst based in Dhaka, who writes on politics, human-centred leadership, and international affairs.

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