Monday, October 31, 2011

Kenyans Should be Wary of these Self-Righteous Individuals


Kudos to those self-less Kenyans deep in the foreign land of Somalia trying to fish out criminals who have, for a good time, brought mayhem into our good country.  May they be well and strong enough to repulse the criminals’ poison and their evil darts.

Back home, and here exists another group of ‘holy-than-you’, perfect, self-righteous men and women whose main hobby, it appears, is to point out others’ failures while thumping their chests in praise of their ‘impeccable’, ‘sanctimonious’ characters, jobs or offices.
These people ever blame others for all sorts of problems bedevilling the country but at no point do they dare see themselves culpable too.

The Prime Minister, Raila Odinga
Of course he’s the “perfect man whose working rate is above everyone else as he’s the angel.” Others are devils. Recently, the holier-than-thou PM said on TV “nothing I’m in charge goes wrong.” He almost added that “I’m your God, remember”. The statement was in response to the controversy surrounding the Kazi Kwa Vijana funds’ embezzlement that has seen his office heavily mentioned. Instead of urging Kenyans to wait for a thorough investigation before accusing him and his office, the PM who’s an appointee of the President, was telling Kenyans that his angel-hood was unfairly being threatened and that instead of stripping him of the white robes they should lynch those questioning his integrity.  

Martha Karua, Narc-Kenya Leader
The iron-lady just led a fire-spitting contingent that gave some of the members of parliament a fast firing from the party. The members suspended or given a 3-month-flowery-brewing before being accepted back respectively are the outspoken Gideon Mbuvi aka Mike Sonko, Makadara MP and his counterpart Juja’s William Kabogo respectively.
The top reason for their otherwise domineering treatment is that the two were not hoisting enough the slowly elongating tail of Martha Karua bid for presidency next year. On the contrary, they were hobnobbing with Deputy Prime Minister Uhuru Kenyatta, the party said when they sought to substantiate their beating of the two.
The occurrence when looked at closely, clearly Martha Karua was just telling them, I’m your god, the righteous, clean and perfect one who deserves your only worship, do otherwise and I’ll shoot you out.

Safaricom, Kenya’s number one network
The company is more of a Kenyan citizen when you consider how close Kenyans hold it. It’s the first, if not the second citizen, in that census that captures all ‘good’ Kenyans. You know, it’s always fair to see Safaricom as an individual rather than a roguish company out to make maximum profits through maximum exploitation of their dominance. You might not have known but know it from today, please.
The telecommunication company just increased its calling rates because it’s the know-it-all company, rather individual, the righteous one who sees no evil in whatever they do. Question them and they will tell you to go to...but know us, your god, will not dare change anything because many worship us.  
Kenyans should be wary of these individuals!

Friday, October 28, 2011

Kenya Military Vs Al Shabaab Fight should be PG-ed


A protective mechanism is indisputably required to keep safe the Kenyan children who may not be having any idea about what’s presently going on. Too, those young at heart, or even those with brittle souls who may not withstand for long gory details coming out of the ongoing fight, they need to be protected.

The leading reason for this mostly rest in the way the Kenyan media is reporting daily operations. Most exhilarated by the positive progress made by the military have made the killings look so sweet and worth indulging in just like a hobby, when broadcasting prime news. Some anchors even smile and let out grinning faces when telling viewers of how killing was so good for the army now deep inside the lawless neighbour-Somalia.

It’s fine to rejoice when you hit hard an enemy who seems to be jaded and wholly defeated even before the real battle. It’s good for grown-ups who understand the dynamics, the reason for engaging in such battles and importantly why one victorious side decorates deaths caused by them. That’s understandable.

Is it ok too for 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14-year-olds? Your guess is good enough. It’s not ok. First, arbitrary killing is never in their vocabulary and should never. From that debut day they learn to think, speak and hear, they are advised against killing. In schools, matatus, churches (Sunday school), at home and other legal places they are filled with anti-killing codes and messages.
Now, the contrary is happening. A lot of killing, by the Kenyan forces, is happening in the battle field and being reported ably by the local media. Should we expect the young minds to crunch for themselves the scenario and know it’s a legal act of murder-which is probably new to them because they have not been taught of such-and praise the military alongside their adults? Should they? Guess they are not able to do that.

The only way to avoid such contradictions and keep safe our children is to ‘PG’ the military/Al Shabaab news. It may help, though minimally, but at least parents/guardians would have been warned prior to the broadcasts and allowed to keep off their young ones or provide guidance. In addition to this, children should be made aware on how this fight is necessary and allowed despite going against major religious teachings which bar all sorts of acts of squeezing out human life.



Thursday, October 27, 2011

Let Alone Mboya, Go Look for Odinga


Ok, ok, when you’re extremely overjoyed by something you can easily get hysterical. And hysteria, frequently affecting high school girls in wanton attacks, is not a nice thing. It’s not like say, having extra levels of happiness within or letting that happiness overwhelm you. It’s more of that as it borders in madness, insanity or mere folly.

Yesterday, after Gor Mahia deservedly won the FKL Cup, the club’s fans were everywhere, physically, doing all the nonsensical, shouting all the hogwash, and singing heroic songs. They too rushed to have a kiss with their beloved building Nation Centre and offer leaves-libation there as they have done always (by the way Why Always me This?)

 It was an earned win for K’Ogalo for first, it returns the club to continental football championships where they will play against top club teams in Africa and second, gives it impetus as it struggles to find form in the Premier League now on its final lap. That’s all.
Now, here is the mother of stupidity. Reports say the joy-inebriated fans chose to dismantle (and probably steal pieces) the recently installed statue of Tom Mboya after camping around it for some time.

So how is a statue of a respected Kenyan related to Gor Mahia’s success? And was it necessary for these fans to vandalise it? Nothing else would underscore this silliness except blatant idiocy. Let alone this iconic individual, who, though most of us, including many of those fans did not see him alive nor met him, posses great history for all Kenyans.

It happens that Kenya’s Prime Minister, Right Honourable Raila Odinga was MIA in parliament yesterday when he was required to answer some pertinent questions about the alleged loss of funds meant for the Kazi Kwa Vijana programme. Considering that Mr Odinga was most required (don’t know if he’s still mia-ing) to say something about this brewing hot-potato and he seems to have been missing, wasn’t it prudent for those fans to help the Members of Parliament look for the PM instead of destroying a symbol of one of the country’s top icon? Thought so.  


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

So...‘Why Always Us??’



Kenyans are as scared as they should be after their mother country decided to take some elements of a crooked neighbour by the stems of its horns. The hell has already been scared out of them and they are now living a police life-ever looking left, right, front and back for the villain plus having a 24-hour finger on the trigger-stones, bare hands or whichever, no guns of course except the legal carriers.

The Al-Shabaab have invariably provoked the sober head of Kenya until now when instead of crying, the country decided to flex its muscles and let the provoker do the sobbing. Really? Do they really cry? May be yes or no. You know, some religions tell their believers they can die when trying to kill others or die with them and their souls will be glorified thereafter. There's some whiff of such religions professed by those being pursued by the Kenyan military.

Then the president of the country housing the bra-haters, after a session of miraaish meditation has turned his back on Kenya’s military already smoking the haters out of their dens plus giving them some free few lessons on the importance of bras.
That’s them eastwards.

Westwards, this country often massages a love-hate relationship with another nation so interested in fish and hates water around a particular tiny island according to their ever cowboy-hat-clad president. You remember jaluo this jaluo that rap-talk sometime last year?  He did perform that cheek choke (hip hop) song before he fished out some of the surveyors he had sent to officially give Kenya the island and avoid a robbery without violence charge for stealing.

Northwards. The kid is growing but not dry of troubles. Hints say they want to straighten some borders with the big brother even before its eggs hatch. Who will protect its eggs if the big bro closed its doors on them? Can't they at least build a ka-Jubaish Nairobi before raising their head. Still there, Meles Zenawis men have always beaten Kenyans to the skin in their legal homes within Kenya. The Prime Minister of Kenya even cried but those people don’t know tears, theirs is spears!
 
Why always me, no us?

Southwards, is more or less a docile bro. So good it can request a fly not to taste its food. Good bro though, at least it’s not so aggressive but you have to omba (request) to be a bit more outright and come out boldly.
The question again is WHY ALWAYS US? And may Manchester United fans get not another why-always-me beating. Not even past SIX in the evening.