That was an eventful weekend. At least some worthy actions here and there but as usual when good things happen, a spoiler would, in the midst, rear its ugly head.
It wasn’t a breathing being this time round, for me, but a micro-lifeless-being tagged biologically as a virus, or do viruses live? – I wish they were visible I would have squeezed ‘life’ out of it without hesitating, lucky is this spoiler! - Anyhow, it manifested itself in a disastrous homa (common cold, or better still ‘homamorian mapuarian’, biologically) and in a swift invasion like when George Bush’s men invaded Saddam Hussein, the virus in Operation Fagia Pua pitched tent in my nose for the two eagerly-awaited days of the week. Fortunately, it found weapons of mass destruction (mucous) and expelled them with endless missiles (sneezing) and huge drones (non-quantifiable mucous). A ‘grave’ (handkerchief) was available, though, to bury them. So don’t mind extending your hand for a warm shake when we meet soon.
Back to serious business. And why should a mature person in his/her right mind abuse a motionless kid in such a manner I saw on a local TV? Disheartening it was. Before emotions get the better of us, kudos to those journalists (Citizen TV) who braved an early morning cold breeze as they tracked the prime architects of the heinous activities.
Journalism instincts might sense some sort of ‘stage management’ in its execution (journalist are always suspicious), but instincts aside, the whole saga is heartbreaking.
Picture this: a bountiful big mama seated at home, watching cartoons with teary eyes from laughing, while 10-year-old infants, with teary eyes too, extend their hands to passersby for a coin or two. Two teary eyes, but different hearts!
In the evening she is the boss alongside her husband. They count in excitement the coins the youngsters collected throughout the day but dare not give the forced beggars any share. Truly, this is a society whose morals whizzed through the roof long time ago. Otherwise, a normal human being would instead beg for the kids other than the latter doing it for a fully-fleshed person. God forbid!
Worse still, now such a shameful act has been unearthed, honest beggars would have to content with worrying lack of business in the coming days. Many people having seen this will certainly hold back their daily revenues to downtown genuine beggars. Or who will want to feed an invisible 100% guy through a beggar lying immobile along River Road? Not me.
What The constitution says about persons with disabilities:
Article 54(1)(a) says: a person with disability is entitled to be treated with dignity and respect and to be addressed and referred to in a manner that is not demeaning.
The ball is on your side Amos 'Ever Smilo' Wako and this is not a smiling matter. It's at the very least criminal if not inhuman.
Just by the way...
*The City Council of Nairobi would do Kenyans a big favour if they registered its beggars. I have no personal issues with this group of Kenyans, but for goodness sake there should be order in begging. My proposal: First group all of them in one place like Uhuru Park and register them. After, designate each like for two-three months to a particular spot. Then after they swap for another maximum of three months before moving. This not only make them appear new in their new places but also increases their daily collections. Kenyans do not contribute to the same face and familiar croaky asking voice each day for 365 days. They would rather contribute sh5 once a year and a give a dry face for the remaining days. I guess you get the drift!
*Enjoy your week friends.
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