Kenyan Irreducible minimums

So our forefathers were conquered by foreign powers, in the form of the British! Disorganized our communities and broke our safe cocoons, ushering us into the modern way of leadership, where numbers and territory matter. They took the change and learnt the foreign ways so well to realize the oppression that they were subjected to, fighting and vanquishing the oppressors establishing the sovereign state of Kenya, and that’s history.

Important to know who we are and what we are, sovereignty is a reserve for the people to decide what they want! For them to design their lives and future, to create a society of their own liking, one that serves them and only them as a whole! Problem with Kenya we have slowly by slowly pawned off our democratic rights to vision-less, self-serving leaders that have in turn perfected the art of devaluing it. What has resulted is a communal acceptance of a way of life that serves an elite few and a conditioned acceptance of their prosperity as a communal prosperity! Whether we get medicine in hospitals or die off in the hospital’s waiting room.

So now we are so used to being polarized along tribal lines so much we make it easier for the would be leaders by dispelling those of us who would harbor a contrary opinion to the ‘community’ s stand’, we even pre-arm ourselves ready to fight off any other community differing with our stand or leader! We go ahead and do what we assume our leaders want! And just like that we are turned from a force to design our future, one to develop a future conducive to us all to a sledge hammer to be wielded by the crafty political elite.

The conversation has always been that the low literacy levels of Kenya have further encouraged this craziness until we saw professors & distinguished doctors chant political slogans without pointing to specific issues and reasons for their alignment!! The irony of a doctorate adorned leader completing their five year term without ever making the most basic change to his area despite the millions given. Choosing instead to spread a few millions here and there just before the elections, and the shouts and screams resonate with him.

Our lose of sight of what is important, our collective decision to bury heads in sand will bite us in our collective asses(pardon my French).

A Swahili Proverb goes ‘Kikulacho ki nguoni mwako’ and that’s what is biting us! Make no mistake on where to allocate blame;
-when you have to go rake up your loved one from a road accident because the police were ‘too busy’ to show up,
-when you have to give the police an amount to motivate them to pursue a thief who robbed you silly
-when you have to squeeze a bribe to the mortuary attendant just so that they can handle your loved one with some dignity and also trace his/her remains when calked upon.
-when your loved one passes on in an ambulance being ferried from hospital to hospital because you are too broke to place a 200k down payment for a much-needed surgery.
– when you have the ‘Clean Water’ tanker over charge you and its still a gamble on its actual cleanliness.
– when you have to give ‘something small’ to even the waiter who serves you overcooked pees in a restaurant.

We have to set a limit, a norm and define what is sacred from all manner of manipulation! Human life!

Given though! This silent cry might be taken lightly and never heeded, and so will the tyranny that kills us slowly, the rot that decays us from within.

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