The verdict is coming soon for this man.
And it should be one of those precedent-setting outcomes. The man is Miguna
Miguna. And the looming verdict is from his trial of the saying: Pride comes before a Fall.
After his public declaration of his
pride, one thing should realistically come out: his fall. However, sometimes
fate might decide else and give him a chance to defence. And of course he might
be able to prove himself.
Nonetheless this verdict is much
awaited.
When the former PM’s henchman replaced
the existing aromatic air with nose-striking odour in a manner that could only
be seen as ill-advised and most of all solecistic when he turned his back on his
boss and threatened to open a certain Pandora’s Box it was expected that his
promises were going to be real gems but that might not be as many people have alluded.
Or who would want to give a second ear to a child’s tantrums.
Instead of paying homage to his master,
the once unapologetic defender of the premier a year ago has chosen a tricky,
slippery path that would possibly throw him further into oblivion farther from
the fold instead of strengthening the living truss. The man seems not to care
though. He’s after an end and the means seems to justify its achievement. One
of those is the proclaimed dossier. But, but, but who said such mines of
secrets are thrown everywhere, anywhere and to anyone? Aren’t they first held
back these days for some good time until they are well baked, for example, then
let out to shake the earth? Or cause endless stomach-ache to the targeted.
You see, dossiers
are carriers of earth-shaking secrets. They are strung with revelations meant
to bring their subjects to their tumbling knees. Or their hearts to pulsate
faster and their eyes to pop out of their sockets. They aren’t thrown around
carelessly and aimlessly like a traditional sower casting sorghum seeds. Often,
those of substance-read Wikileaks-take ages or quantifiable time to be cooked
spiced and eventually served to the detriment of the affected. They are
released when everyone, or most, is sober, cheerful and not expectant
importantly when they are defenceless. Miguna-square has failed this test and
has lost a number of percentage points he set out to score with his supposed
damning revelations.
The trick is if you have a
soul-wrecking, heart-wrenching or even mind-boggling secrets meant to tell
anyone interested or invite the minds of the interested, first take a breather,
exhale then prick the balloon. You can be sure the target will be schooled by
this key tool. S/he will be under a stool in shame. Miguna, out of pride,
possibly, couldn’t let the suspense swell and get enriched within. However, by
letting the leopard out of the cage so soon, the spotted animal may fail to
decipher the true enemy and hunting for him instead. Haunting that would be for
a man who could have been an easy subscriber or one of those care-takers at the
state house late this year if he had kept his ego at moderate.
Before then, can the proud man give the
country these nightmarish secrets he’s all over talking about or let his tongue
tie to its natural site forever and avoid bile that might render him an outcast
in his entire life.
E-nJocular
Two Cents: If
your nose is closely pinched by a heavy-handed individual does it mean you are
nosy or are they interested in picking mucous crumbs from your dirty nostrils? What
made Deputy Chief Justice Nancy Baraza get interested in Guard Rebecca Kerubo’s
flat nose? Guuunshooot that mucous! Buuuudwhaaaa!
