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Post by jakaswanga on Aug 2, 2016 19:51:05 GMT 3
A WALK IN THE DARK WITH A CHEEKY GUIDE CALLED CULTURE!--searching for the historical personality of the people of the lake: While I was busy trying to CULTURALLY PLOT the MUMIAS EPISODE in which a band of (make believe) LUHYA cane FARMERS forced a Raila flyover at around Mumias, I had a flash of humorous poke at why Mulembe consciousness is still necessarily tame and a-baby. It is tame because we are witnessing a version articulated by a Mulembe comprador elite, an infantile lot by every parameter of definition ---even lots for sale. Also, I was busy working the grapevine for local flavours of course. It is not bad to do comparatives. It is a competitive world after all. NB: Reinforcing Nyumba ya Mumbi exclusivity as we know, usually goes on with an exlusive select of cultural rituals. These include mass oathing and the very serious swearing of eternal allegiance to the offspring of Ngai, culminating in an all night jingoistic chant of all kerhes to the knife! --this is of course understood as death to all Luos! NB: The brother of my father-in-law could have been pulling my leg, but he informed me not to take it personal, that when he is drunk, he openly relives his gone star role as lead chanter in oathing rituals which cemented Nyumba unity: all ki-hi's to the knife! A great grand uncle of his who was a Mau Mau told him they had stripped naked (for essentials/supplies) the few whites they had killed, and found them all uncircumcised! Furthermore, it is an old chant from long before the Gikuyu met the Luos or the whites to share one country! It was merely a ritual cry to announce the circumcision season! In Kenya today, where an epidemic of shallowness reigns, the chant could be construed as hate speech and an exhortation to murder the chief threat to the Mumbi chokehold on state power in Kenya! Funnily, that chief threat is the Nandi-Kalenjin ethnic cleansers, not the Luo! But Kenya is shallow on factology! Culture! Did not the Liar of Liars say you better be reaching for your gun when that word is pronounced!? Yeah, since men have learnt to lie under oath, birds have learnt to double check pious utterances.Chineke the bird revisited. And, sticking it in, since journalists have surrendered to articles for cash, Chineke the bird revisited, readers have learnt to treat news reports with the diligence of a bomb disposal expert at a suspicious case. Yeah. NB: 1. Ababu's PR said Raila's crowds in his Budalangi hometurf were bussed in. True or false? Always nice, a photo of the (unhidable) undeniable mlolongo of buses. 2. Those blocking the road at Mumias cut a picture of
not exactly angry, cheated, looted cane farmers. The event was more of the rent a crowd school, curiously the same sin Ababy's had accused Raila of in Budalangi. Protesters at Shibale on the Mumias-Bungoma road on July 22, 2016, forcing Cord leader Raila Odinga to avoid the route and fly to Shianda for another rally Things are happening at the cultural front. It is important to note the key events are organised and far from spontaneous. Things are always happening at the cultural front, but, howbeit am not talking about festivals, music shows, cultural nights, latest music production techniques, films nor what have you! I am talking about ideological identifier codes, like the EMOTIONAL CONSTITUENCY used by politicians, manipulated or mobilised by the same to achieve some populist or majoritarian effect. For instance when Ababu Namwamba talks MULEMBE CONSCIOUSNESS, where is he casting his hook? which live reserve teeming with meanings is he stirring up? -More about that later. But it is important to remember as a footnote, that Mulembe consciousness is the same emotional constituency from which Luhya separatism in toto springs. Subconsciously then, because I do not think he has thought of it, Namwamba is also stoking the fires of what David Ndii called DIVORCE. Mulembe consciousness is a catch-up step as I reasoned elsewhere. A normalisation. Every ethnic group toward their peak consciousness which is and INDEPENDENT STATE. But the comprador do not think that through. For guys really on to this: 1. The escalation of (antagonistic ethnicities radical) nationalism in Yugoslavia after Slobodan Milosovic's 'SERBIA CONSCIOUSNESS' in Kosovo, is a study to cherish. Every group produced their conscious leader, one more conscious than the other, and there was not a Yugoslav left to be found alive! 2. In Iraq too nowadays the saying goes, the tragedy of Iraq is there are no Iraqis anymore! (they melted into Kurds, Shiites, Sunnis, and everything else but Iraqi!) But let us keep it simple for the moment. And more importantly, light touch. AN EVER VISIBLE SCHIZOPHRENIA AS INCREASED INSTABILITY OF PERSONALITYThe schizophrenia of the comprador lootocracy shines in glee, which implies an increased instability of personality. That instability is on account of pressure from below. While on the face of it these --rented crowds--- are games which reflect the intra-class struggles of the comprador lootocracy, it is important to ponder that the MOBILISING FACTOR they rely on, is a genuine grievance. In this --Mumias--- case it is corruption, or the sabotage of the once biggest sugar miller in the East African region. (In Narok today it is youth unemployment) The comprador wing for whom MULEMBE CONSCIOUSNESS is merely a cynical slogan to stay politically relevant and up their purchase price in the coming auction of politicians, discovers the Mumias heist as merely a weapon to embarass their opponent, not a lesson for a total reform of (the agricultural and industrial) economics in the area. Still it is good that they call out one of their own for what he is, even if only to grab headlines. This is good because it radicalises the situation by opening a crack into which an explosive can be inserted. NB: A man, not a woman, because these are circumcised people in a patriarchal order, of true Mulembe consciousness who is not into games can now sue for a publication of the forensic audit of Mumias sugar covering a decade. All in public interest. Of course he will need a battery of lawyers to size up against the likes of Ojienda who declare such info TOP SECRET. But first and foremost, this would be a bloodletting within the Mulembe nation itself. Ababu is a lawyer, but he is not on record contradicting the ruling which declared the KPMG Mumias report secret, neither has he offered Bonny Khalwale any legal help to evade the gagging order on the said report! I always like to think a bit about why such ABC things are neglected by talented people. And then I remember tales from Chineke the bird! Now, about schizophrenia for staters: Considering our Mpigs, this is them in shining colours: -- they defeated chapter six which is the integrity clause -changed the party hopping laws meant to bring political hygiene --are known to solicit and take bribes to guide their voting patterns in the house --have turned the new constitution into a tax-payer looting device (perks $ etc) --Have turned the various house committees into extortion and blackmail rackets ---etc etc etcBut behold! Back at the constituency levels they cast themselves as champion warriors against corruption! They pretend at white knights riding hard to defend the 'homeland' against 'settler' looters! Keeping up appearances, being those two things at the same time, requires a repertoire of complex, desperately contradictory behaviour. As the real conflict heats up in real time, that complex behaviour (a range of hypocrisies) resolves into farce. Cartoonis Godfrey Mwapemba once of the Daily Nation is the artist who with a genius at light touch has daily documented elements of this farce. Stand up comedians are yet to size up! And in blogging, Jakaswanga is making baby steps! (but ever game of course!) THE LUO COMPRADOR FARCICAL SHOWThis farce is also what I have been studying part-time in Nyanza as the Luo elite organised in the ODM fan out to rally the vote for Raila's last stab at the presidency. 1. Checking the reports of both the auditor general and the comptroller of budgets, Agnes and Eduard, Odhiambo and Ouko, the ODM total zone of Luo Nyanza offers a picture of retarded, thieving and retrogressive public administrators. They are a wholesale horde of select reactionary sods. For example, Kisumu Ranguma's hotel bills are no less notorious than Ken Lusaka's Bungoma infamous wheelbarrows! That is the report card of ODM rule in the beloved homezone. Equally reaction mfululizo as the enemy who, in our consensus, is corruption unlimited. Yet, pray Lord I say, the banner under which the son of the lake runs for the state presidency is as a front man for progressive forces. The pitch, then, is that the fishy breeze from the lake is the better of the dry mountainous wind, now scorching the land with graft incorporated. Our own turf sinking in a swamp of rot, we dare other Kenyans to join us on the climb to paradise!? (What now if the others laugh in shared self derision: 'chill, thee ex-fishermen, we have enough of our own rot. Keep yours!') Huh!? This dead-end Luo comprador-led nationalism too, has flowered up in schizophrenia par excellence. Chineke the bird will be excused for taking a look and not buying; instead yelling: 'clean your house first, fishy people! how much of imbecile suckers must the voters be to buy stale fish for fresh!?' REMOVE THE SPECK IN YOUR OWN EYES FIRST, but how? Desperate, cornered, the countdown to a decapitation ringing in the ears of the old gladiator, the jeers of the crowd picking up steam, the insensitive mob sensing deep-cut entertainment with the most theatrical of kills in the arena, the old gladiator must go where he has never gone before; for this is last chance to awe the mob, turn its jeers at him, to cheers for him. But is there any fire left in the balls of the old warrior? Or is the bag empty as a character in one of Soyinka's earlier plays jests at a suitor? Is he but an empty shell running away on momentum gathered in days past? expressly on route to a self-destruct stop? If Raila aligns himself with buffoonish singer governors like Rasanga this time around, his political senility will be more than evident. -Would he dare think the buffoon Donald Tramp is bad for Africa but the ODM buffoon governors of his are good for Luo Nyanza!? Political brain atrophy or encephalopathy is that easy to diagnose! Peoples interest, or his own extortionist instincts to fund his retirement and further family projects? Culturally speaking. That is when the questions are toughest. For it is then frankly speaking, like a child! And I am game.
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Post by jakaswanga on Aug 10, 2016 20:54:04 GMT 3
FOOTNOTE ON THE OCCASION OF THE CARCASS OF MUMIAS SHIVERING TO HAUNT ODM'S AGWAMBOFrom blocking Raila in Mumias to Road-blocking William Ruto over the Weston Hotel, Langa'ta primary school land grab? or didn't this possibility occur to Benjamin Washiali and Tawfiq?Imagine Eugene Wamalwa asking Wetangula to dissolve his party and join Jubilee! O God forbid! Eugene called Mudavadi too to join! A yawa Mulembe! shetani ashindwe! Let us visit another young Turk, this time from the Nyumba ya Mumbi. Dagoretti Waweru I call him, and he is gunning for the governorship of the capital county. - offside he is reputed to be the current chairman of a revived GEMA, and he is related to the Kenyatta's. A royal. But it is the think-tank behind his candidature which is highly revealing about ... consciousness. They dared term Eugene Wamalwa in Nairobi an outsider! 'Outsider'? That is an ideological, cultural identifier code like say ' settler' or ' weed' in some land controversial areas! --Nairobi ina wenyewe. And do I mean the Maasai who are the proverbial dogs better left asleep!? No, it is not about a Jubilee man replacing and ODM man. It is important to get the issues correct about this elite. Now here is the point I was thinking an instinctive politician like Raila got immediately, but which William Ruto, the alleged self-confessed mischief-maker of a financier behind the Ababu-Washiali mobilisation effort of sugarcane farmers to block Raila's road tour around Mumias, had not actually thought through. Ababy too was a very big baby about it. If crowds are to be rented to block the roads from economic saboteurs, a few developments down the line, hardly any top politician will be able to move around.For starters let us take William Ruto himself. He is known as Singh. And this is because his furious appetite for land led him, as expansionist owner of the controversial Weston Hotel, to annex part of the neighbouring Lang'ata Primary school land goods. --- It can not be that difficult to find crowds to rent in the city to shout HUYO! HUYO! Everytime Ruto's motorcade snakes around some sections of the city! As Ruto antagonises both the ODM fanbase and the GEMA of the Maina-Kamanda-Waweru axis, an explosive coalition of negative forces coalesce against him which can, rent a crowd style, give him a heavy dose of his own medicine. This then becomes a slippery slope for the whole ruling coalition. I am sure Raila recognised this immediately and that is why he just shrugged at the jokers and went on. A ruling class that starts to engage in open tits for tats is dead meat. What are boardrooms for? But Ababy comes out worse in this. Because he is billing himself as the THIRD FORCE which should represent the future. The third force man is blocking Raila's route for the sabotage of Mumias, but is pledged to work with former YK'92 Ruto, the primary school landgrabber -aka Singh!I warrant if that is the mentality of the future of Kenya, then our best days are behind us Jenerali! The third force is a who-re timing the highest bidder in the auction market! Give me another reading quick! But I called thee Ababy! Babies do grow up, and when they do, we smile and accept their mea culpa. 'I was very young and hard-up, and had appetites! and Keyser Soze sent very generous and persuasive emissaries. So PAC sunk without even a mention of the Eurobond! But -FF-- now I have grown up and toughened up, and I am lean and mean on the budjet. I can no longer be bought! Trust me Wanjiku!'Culturally speaking that is the speech Tawfiq will make the day he discovers himself! And wants to live with his true self! YK92 vs Mumias? Show me your economic saboteur! and may the force be with you! Here is a hint , courtesy of the hibernating administrator of Jukwaa
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Post by jakaswanga on Mar 25, 2017 17:57:06 GMT 3
THO NINDO MAR WICH OMAKO LUO(THE RETURN OF THE SLEEPING SICKNESS TO LUONLAND) The culture of a people, however deemed primitive, germinates seeds of resistance to all forms of dictatorship; this is why colonialism is a wholesale exercise in cultural repression. --( Samora Machel, echoing Amilcar Cabral) It might follow, meseems, that the end of colonialism and its passage into neo-colonialism within our borders, continues an all out invisible war on the culture of the peoples of Africa, this time, more so by the own elite, THE MIMICS. But now, past half a century past the point where the political bondage of colonialism was allegedly broken, can we truly continue the liberation struggle for economic and cultural revolution while accepting the leadership of the MUTANTS currently running Luo Nyanza? I am proposing, we need not look very far to find the 'Okotian' FOREIGNERS poetically leading us by the nose. But, kikulacho kiko kinguoni mwako, take a close look at the governor near you -O Luoland! peel back those layers of masks, O Luoland! does His Lordship (no Her Excellency here) not look very much like Jubilee Ouru Kenyatta!? Make a list of the reasons you wont be voting back the incumbent Ouru Kenyatta ---O Luoland! check the points against the attributes/performance of your ODM Luo governor (whom you will be voting back)! What do you think now? Is your ODM governor not a mini Jubilee Ouru!? Count the FINANCIAL SCANDALS, COUNT the family and extended bloodlines involved. Yeah, Only difference is Ouru is a Kikuyu and a bigger one! So me thinks, if we Luos are pledged in our homeland to vote back thieves in ---with the exception of Uhuruto, surely there is too, enough other Kenyans out there pledged to vote back in, the Eurobond challenged dynamic duo! And believe it or not, they, the primitive Jomwa, are kind of smart enough to figure out our opposition ot Ouru on performance is a fake narrative! If your are in opposition, you better do better than the incumbent in order to have a hearing. Lest the people stick with the devil they know. I hear Nigerians are clamouring for Jonathan! (Better a living Graft King than a dead Mr. Clean. Buhari has been doing an Umaru Yar'Adua on his people! Dead but pretending to be alive! the old goat!) IGNORING ALL WARNINGS The lessons to be read,taught, imported and interned, tell the tales of legends like Simbi Nyaima; Civilisations sunk to oblivion courtesy of a drunken, collective denial. Yet the storm clouds were gathering in plane sight; a ' Cassandra' moment, if ever there was one within Piny Jokonagi, the land of the Luo. The gods are ever that kind. They don't just work woe upon mankind without ample warning! But being game, we mortals are of irresistible instinct to jest the fates! There are also the legends of Mboga Misori. That is the Thwon Jarawilla mentioned in the same breath with illustrious heroes like Okore Kogonda, Lwanda Magere, Obondo Mumbo, Lala Kabanda, Ogalo Gor Mahia, Gem Odera Akang'o and Waljak O Jakager among others. Mboga took a long journey to the ends of the known world to beget the antidote which would quell the epidemic of sleeping sickness which was ravishing the Owilla peninsular. The Prophet, Chief and medicine man in one, succeeded, but at a cost to his own life. He tested the vaccine doses on himself and let himself be bitten by one too many Tse-tse flies to perfect it! He is a legend of much songs in the respective national consciousness, but of course this is the type of lore barred by the alienated elite from expression, elevation to the OFFICIAL pantheon, or public reverence on national occasions and rallies they preside. You know, as we preach peace toward the coming do-fair or die election, some of these heroes --like General Waljak, cut a figure of ' warlike' brutes who, we know, would kill anybody who rigged an elections ..... or should I say ODM nominations!? Some contests must just be fair and the results genuine, otherwise social cohesion becomes history ---pray hard as you may! Waljak is the man who re-invented/instituted tying dry grass around the hands of thieves and setting them on fire. OUR THIEVING GOVERNORS BEFORE THE COURTS OF OUR HARSH GREATS The title His Excellency is busy committing suicide. The more one refers to a HomaBay chicken thief like Cyprian Awiti as his Excellency ...... (or Eurobond thief Ouru Kenyatta as his excellency for that matter).... the more this cognitive dissonance incites mental reparations. The discrepancy, tautology, must be intellectually resolved somehow. The temporary resolution is that folks stop attaching too much importance to the title. In fact it deflates, starts to move toward ridicule. For instance all the mpango wa kandos of MCA's are titled FIRST LADIES. To differentiate them from 'sponcy' which even a bodaboda can afford to! The MCA's are some kind of new kids on the block, new rich, their legal and wedded wives are known as Queen. Around the Queen orbits many First Ladies! In luoland alone, this means there is a plague of first ladies! a plague of their Excellency's'! But that is just culture giving a warning about seeping content, seeking new concepts. ---This is why I make it a point to attend burials. Wily Masters of Ceremonies hit the codes and the public, Roman crowd as ever, are game as usual. Mikayi maggi, ma gin Kwingi, ema wabiro luongo nyinggi kende. Nikech First Ladies monyono direge to ng'eny, kwan ma ok rum! To un bende, Jokanyarnam, ang'eyo ok ubi pingo mano, nikech seche nok, dang' piny ru ka pod wakwano nyinge First Ladies!Rough translation:O people of the lake who have taken time off their precious activities to attend this burial, we will acknowledge by mention only the Queens, who are the First Wives (of our honourable and highly esteemed MCA's). Because the First Ladies who support them are too numerous to mention, and tomorrow would find us here if we go down that path, you, the people of the lake will wholeheartedly support my efforts at time economy!And the people look at one the other with their faces completely in earnest grief. They nod gravely in agreement with the wisdom and well-speak of the master of ceremonies. But the youth, among them the bodabodas who are a menace on such occasions, react differently. Some think they have heard something so funny they burst into laughter untypical of a mourning session. Others use the moment to let loose a burst of SIGUEYA VERSES which test even the resilience of the most humourphobic old man. 'JO ODM oolowa gi mpango wa kando e peswa. Koso wabe wakikie iye gi parti moko kaka mpango wa kando!'?These ODM hot studs and their mpango wa kandos to our cost are a rock on our feet, may be we should diversify a bit too, try other parties as mpango wa kandos!' ------------- FOOTNOTE 1. What do you think, Dear Luos, General Waljak Ochieng' Ager would do to H.E President Cyprian Awiti of Homa Bay? I wager my black c.ock he would ram a spear through Great Awiti's mouth until it protruded through his ass -impale, and that would just be the start as a long line of Nyanza MCA's, Kings, their assess loosed in advance by dread, faced the music. In a republican purge of parasitic royalty and thieving aristocracy! We must pretend we do not know these characters in our history and what they did. Lala Kabanda, another anti-theft monk, hanged thieves with their balls. That means if it is true Evans Kidero ' stole sugar' and rendered thousands destitute, Hard-Heart Lala Kabanda would throw him into the cane shredder for than economic crime against the people. You will never hear the name of Lala Kabanda, but if you know how to decode drum beats in pop (now transferred to gospel too), or guitar solos and nowadays, synthesiser whines in Ahangla Luo Voice, you will be chilled at the cold-bloodedness of your culture. Better shake your butts at ahangla beats with your mind switched off, or only occupied with sex ---for your own safety and peace of mind. (otherwise you will notice one of the latest, riotious ahangla accords is the NYAWAWA BEAT! perfected long ago during those dark, dangerous nights when evil spirits prowl, looking to feed and sounds must be produced to herd them off to the bottom of the sea!?) You will never hear any establishment Luo politician mention the name -or deeds or Lala Kabanda! He had the temper of the man-slaying Peleide, Achilles. So ruthless he would pull out the tongues of liars, like Tshaka Tzulu too used to. NB 2: To help me along on my LUO PIVOT ESSAYS, I, with a wink at the Great Instructor Okot P'Bitek, imagine myself summoned to the Kraal or office of one of them old brutes, say a paramount tyrant like Waljak Ager. His eyes too cruel to be cynical, his heart too cold to bother with smily welcomes, he gets to the point like a snake, thus: 'Opportunity cost, Omera, What random public good otherwise would the disappeared 400M have done in Homa Bay in that financial year?'I have looked into the eyes of highly competent and murderous tyrants before, so I am quick on it: -- 'Consider 240M settles a random 20,000 youths paid ksh.400/9-hr-WORKday dredging for 30 days manually removing hyacinth, General, 400M at economic thrift clears the inner gulf from the Mbita to Nyakach border!' Thus this is history in 60 days 50,000 boys at long days work! Why would any Luo open his mouth to Nairobi 'ati tunaomba sirikila saidia!? Right there is the sleeping sickness we need some daring calibre like Mboga, to solve and evolve into legend. But that is a thought beyond the ODM top layer. Come to think of it, like the hyacinth chokes the lake and kills off trade and the fish, the monopoly party is a film of filth on the gills of Luoland, asphixiating the populace.MUNGU PIA SAIDIA I can just see Waljak without batting an eyelid ordering that His Negligence President Awiti of Homabay, be tied up in a boatload bundle of hyacinth, then launched to swim in the snake pit which is the bay of Kendu today! The picture Kendu Bay harbour choked with water hyacinth & hippo grass. The elite is lawless, and we are powerless We are powerless because our minds sleep. The elite is safe, because we will vote for them We will vote for them because we are dead asleep There should be more sleeplessness to tackle this darkness
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Post by jakaswanga on Mar 26, 2017 18:50:54 GMT 3
FOOTNOTE 2: WICH OTHO NINDO E LUO (THE MENTALLY PARALYSED SIRIKALI SAIDIA PEOPLE) MIGUNA MIGUNA REVISITEDI have to revisit Miguna Miguna. I will skip his Nairobi run for today except for some preliminary remarks. (This is the Luo pivot!) He is the most visionary of the gubernatorial candidates. I bothered to read his manifesto. But we are not into visionary politics yet, the public space is still dominated by yesterday's men, the 'sugar-high' Kideros and slithering future eels like Peter Kenneth, and of course, a few Mighty Mama Familias, worms parasitically over obese. It is thus our tragedy, by no means unique in world history, to (have the pretention to) be ushered into the future by a bunch of yesterday's men, ghosts! (As a matter of fact I think Donald Trump in Washington too is such a ghost regime from the past! That drive to scatter Obamacare, what do you call that sort of atavism!? We need ghost busters!) I will therefore (in the Kenyan, Nairobi context) treat Miguna Miguna as a forensic, meaning he is conclusive evidence that, within Kenyan consciousness at large, already exists the ABRASIVE and healthy knowledge of what is to be done, and necessarily what will be. In deed it is all open, condensed in a political party programmatic form, wherefore the coming exorcist ritual is common knowledge. It is a house fully designed, na materials ziko tayari chini, sasa ni kungoja tu mafundi. --may the day break! The era of tigers who needn't cry their tigritude (Soyinka chirp) will come. These will be toiler-builders who, of a stronger breed unlike the much propagandised fathers of their nations who left but ruins, will self-explanatorily erect up-to-date worthy houses, homes far from these ramshackle, decrepit and dilapidated grass-thatch ruins, dated Berlin 1875. May the ground break, the foundations emerge! I see African unification the way I see German, (eventual) Korean, (eventual) Chinese and Vietnamese unifications: wasn't done in a day or two like Rome, wont happen tomorrow neither, but definitely rushing our way, meteorite style. We have a date with that hard destiny, for it is the logic of Africa's long march of liberation, a destiny which is the restoration of our (Cabralian) historical identity and dignity. --we have been over five centuries at the bottom. (especially we blacks!) . But now that, thanks to the half-African emperor Obama no less, Libyan Moamar Gadhafi is dead, unification lies fallen, a forlorn agenda outside the mental scope of any sitting African head of state, yet, dare I say, among the people, THIS is the only logical pathway ahead. (And not just because of the millions of war-displaced desperados wilting away in horrid camps around the continent, no, there is a looming epidemic of failed states, counting even Mighty Nigeria. These
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.. are unviable economic entities with nowhere to go except economics of scale, aggregation and unification! EAC, ECOWAS, SADC). This means any African head of state you can name off head, if any, is just but another example of those DEPLORABLES who used to head the so-called BANTUSTAN homelands in apartheid, racially segregated South Africa. Who remembers these Bantustan homeland greats anymore? And here is the parallel. 1975: Apartheid President: Diederichs. Homelands leaders: Buthelezi (KwaZulu), Mphephu (Venda), Sebe (Ciskei), Matanzima (Transkei), Mangope (Bophuthatswana), Phatudi (Lebowa), Mota (QwaQwa) (Gazankulu)Well, no one remembers these Bantustan chiefs anymore, except those paid to do so, historians, and others forced to do so, history students! The long-imprisoned thug Nelson Mandela was released and the dogs faded out into extinction, naturally, except for Gatsha Buthelezi who made a huge fuss and much ado about being a Zulu great before he bit the dust. The Zulu King these days --Goodwill I believe is his Majesty's name, is a socio-retard notorious for fanning the fires of xenophobia against fellow Africans. As Africa unites, I presume a Big country like Nigeria will very much behave like Buthelezi, becrying her greatness and rights to superiority over lesser peoples. But eventually the internal contradictions of Nigeria will dissolve her, and like the Scots running away from a Great Britain exited from the European Union, Yorubas, Igbos, Hausa's, Fulanis and the rest will be ready (if not already independent) to join the Greater African Union whilst letting Nigeria dissolve and Nigerians scatter. Nigeria is a medieval swamp of corruption worse than the criminal swamp of racism apartheid south Africa was! And with the Great Hopes like Buhari hibernating between death and life (like old Umaru y'Aradua), the swamp can only get more oily and murky. I am much pained. That is the African perspective I hold in the background as I pivot to Luo Nyanza. Miguna was pained, admittedly only after he too, just like later the infantile Jenerali Ababy, was slighted and maligned by The Enigma, Agwambo. Thence did they see the light. Better late than never I say, yes, furies of hell and scorned women apart. Nevertheless, double M's critique of the degeneration of Luo intellectuals and mental culture, was a heartfelt wail of distress. I gave it a thought, concluded it was my culture sending out an SOS. I said soHere is Miguna Miguna in his own flow Actually it is not totally sterile as such. Dialectically speaking, it is warzone of conflicting and conflagrating consciousnesses, it is a vicious battlefield of contradictions barely in peaceful coexistence. It is a disaster zone, but in the sense of the birth pangs of the new, in the sense of a labour ward, where all the screams and blood on the floor are not necessarily of mourning and murder and vile abortions, but the precursors to big smiles on the face of mothers, mothers bringing forth new robust life, if yet still delicate. But Miguna's emotions are authentic. The outrage at mediocrity rational and representative. Watching the financial mess His Excellency Awiti Jamawego has presided over in Homa Bay, the classifications total mediocrity, regenerative sterility, mental paralysis in toto, may still be putting it mildly. Outrage is well placed. Articulate outrage even better. Programmatic blueprints great. Action best. Because there is no organised opposition to the One Party ODM state in Nyanza, dissent is likely to expressed in turn-out passivity. This (content of Miguna critique) is a painful subject. It gnaws at the soul of the Luo nation. There have been various methodologies of dealing with it, all pathologies, of which DENIAL is the official narrative. Mine (dubious brand of pathology), is to wax passionate, lyrical and indulgent, chronicling the depravities of Luoland's elite. I am your ABUNUWASI, the aristocracy's fool! May be I should be consumed wailing, seeing as it is I obsess with blues. Actually I am partially wailing, but the dense layers of emotional and intellectual experience deposited by my fierce engagement with Africa in my youth, tend to combust and transmute the grief into bursts of art. And so ATIMO NENO (I hold testament) like an old woman, rendered unfeeling, after a long and adventurous life with a dangerous spouse. Of course I was once married to Luo nationalism. Then in my ears were whispered the (sem) seditious pamphlets illuminating the pitfalls of nationalist consciousness, Fanon. Here,Nairobi, is candidate Miguna pitching. Who, out there, can tear him down like he tears the others down!? that is how an idea whose time has arrived works. You hate it. You wont accept it. you will denounce it. But the damn thing you have called a BRAIN will rebell within you. You become 'DISSONANCE' in motion! a thing at war with itself! Hold the line! I got visitors to attend! Continued.
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Post by jakaswanga on Apr 15, 2017 9:44:03 GMT 3
TALKING LUO CULTURE PARABLES: MIGUNA VERSUS KIDERO FOR NAIROBINB: Assume the Whiteman under the spell of capitalist expansion, eying African gold, African lands, African labour, lecherously coveting black puszy and other resources, recognised he needed one hell of a cover story. How else could he proceed to legitimate the looting exercise called colonialism, without resort to ideological subterfuge? There had to be a whole industry called into existence to hoodwink and obfuscate the reality of oppression and plunder, not to mention buttress the accompanying racial hierarchy. Howbeit the industrial bourgeoisie did invent the mother of all cover stories: bringing civilisation to the heart of darkness, saving the soul of the native, bathing the Dark Continent in the light of Christianity. This was a marketing strategy which neither Goebellian yarns spun to (Holocaust) purpose nor subsequent Machiavellian scripts of imperial bondage can bring to mind. (think of Dubya's cover story for his Iraq invasion to loot Iraqi oil and sovereign funds! Think of Obama's consensus generation for the destruction of the Libyan state to loot Gaddafi's fortunes to save the Euro!)But what, come to think of it, minding Luo pivot tales, are the contemporary yarns spun by the (devolved) neo-colonial elites (of Luo Nyanza) to legitimate their current spree of looting? ( Auditor General Ouko recording and reporting) It was when I asked myself this question that I came to the following: a look at two extremes to generate some fire. LUO PIVOT: Which major two tendencies lock horns in the Miguna vs Kidero Nairobi bash? For Ongoro vs Kajwang, which has engulfed orange house in gunfire, mayhem and befuddled comical scandal, Corruption Major vs Corruption Minor will be an adequate take. QUICK: The excommunicated Ongoro is some kind of hubby-basher, a no-nonsense she-male virile. Orangemen wont fok around with her without some kind of rapid counter attack, even in the form of a violent anal fak. She wont threaten to 'GUMO' (bare hinds at in an irredeemable curse) like sister Gesatimestwo Millie, nor will she squat to sh!t on her hands and rain stench at orange house when she is rigged out, no way, such self-demeaning antics are not her stock in trade, she will gate-crush, march and manmunch, manhandle and send men to maternity wards for anal repair. Last time I checked, in the same way Wafula Buke and co once jetted Lagat Magerer out, Dirctor Oduor Ong'wen faired, biting the dust under the feet of outraged Ongoro loyalists or hired hooligans. Spot the differences Nyeri Deputy assembly Speaker David Gichuru is roughed up by youths Lagat Magerer roughed up by Nairobi CORD MCA's Peter Kaluma and Washington Ogaga show Raila their latest 'Abiro gi diel Achiel' Ahangla moves. This is the one which should have ended us above in private The unopposed jig. But when the courtiers rig you out, angry is the face So let us leave the lesser Luo beasts to their carnival of auto-destruction masterminded at Orange House. Vying on MDVD's ANC ticket may be! The royal court's vengeance has been swift. We used to say Kangaroo. But Liz is ODM-barred like KANU used to do with former KPU's. And if Rosemary Odinga hadn't mercifully fallen sick, hers and Eliud Owallo's dalliance in Kibra would be making headlines for the wrong reasons too. Yes, there is a civil war in our hearts for now, we Luos, but when we are done, Kenya here we come! Unless by then Dr. Ndii's evil prophecy of divorce came to pass! Haya, just that you know. Let us now turn our gaze to the real beef. The elephant in the room is of course, on the cultural chapter of the pivot, the deeper parameters of the Miguna versus Kidero oppositionality. Which social forces at play have produced these extreme two? And what resolution modes does their antagonism portend?
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Post by jakaswanga on Mar 4, 2018 19:57:56 GMT 3
WHY IS MIGUNA A HOT POTATO II. (Luo Pivot post!) I have to delve into the realms of culture to answer this. Why is Miguna Miguna such a hot potato now!?In political economy and science, there is a contemporary full-proof conclusion and therefore a truth, that Africa is a neo-colonial dominion, of foreign powers. Her, and her peoples are therefore in the throes of a liberation process. That is how it goes, action and reaction. Luo goons accost Miguna after the book, Peeling back the mast. Howbeit in the dynamics of this process of resistance, Africa's official leaders ----the so-called their Excellency Mr. Presidents(-cum commanders in chief of the local state terrorist forces),----- aren't quite on the peoples side. Nay, like collaborator chiefs of yonder, they betray to be made. (NB: (If doubting Thomas's exist, we will give referential studies from Sadat's through Al-Sisi's Egypt to Cyril Ramaphosa's South Africa! If fake scholars and theorists exist who assert the liberation process is complete in Africa ---let the revolutionaries retire! then will we nod with sagacious gravity, like Old Wise Men sitting judgement over the harlot of the countryside suing for character assassination after being dubbed a swamp by her rival; yeah, their faces on serious poker, the Solomon's will listen to the details of the case, as is demanded by the protocols of impartiality. All must have a fair hearing, regardless of the nonsense thy bring to book, and court.)) The phase of classical colonialism was of course majorly (but not wholly) defeated in the 1960s. Countries like Angola and Mozambique fought classical (Portuguese) colonialism up to the mid seventies. In the 80's through the 90's, Namibians, Eritreans and the South Sudanese continued their independence struggles against colonists bred closer to home. This detail, of local colonialism, if one considers the Saharawi people under Moroccan colonialism, or the Biafran adventure in Nigeria, or the trans-Sahara AZAWAD-Tuareg problem, Cabinda and the Franco/Anglo divide currently hot in Cameroun, remains perhaps the most complex political problem facing modern African political thinking. The answer heralded by earlier theorists of the independence struggle was called PAN-AFRICANISM. Essentially it envisage a much more natural, federal redefinition of the of Africa's borders or political polities. It would reverse the un-naturality of the Berlin cages. The other alternative was of course the ECONOMIC BRIBERY MODEL. When a country is successful, meeting the aspirations of her people and making giant strides forwards, unnatural borders will become very natural. IE, there are things which occupy people only in the event of failure. And then they become obsessive, and eventually insurmountable hurdles without a major disaster --like social and state collapse. Secession --let me use the negative qualification BALKANISATION for the moment--- is back on the agenda throughout Africa, even in Zanzibar. The reason to me is simple. The economics of scale whose theory of benefits underwrites the maintenance of the bigger Colonial-border States as they were ironed in Berlin in 1875, has not paid out its dividends en masse. Faced with a massive population increment, a massive youthful population feeling buried alive in backwardness, a permanent economic crisis of inadequate compensatory growth and debt servitude, political incompetence and ruthless ancien regimes of graft recycling themselves in mutant forms, the post-colonial African state is a tattered dream 50 years on. Nevertheless, Pan-Africanism is an idea too sensible to be completely ignored. Too powerful and rip to die. It has to necessarily surface in one form of the other. Therefore the crisis-ridden post-colonial state has sought a limited Pan-Afric road in localised economic blocks. These include The (EAC) East African Economic Community; The (ECOWAS) Economic Community of West African States, (SADEC) South African Development Community, ... Continentally of course we mouth the OAU morphed into the AU. The Pan-Afric dream, therefore, is very alive. That the peoples traitors who sit in concert whenever the AU gathers at Addis-Ababa's China Hall only pay lip service to it, is of course a separate issue. Like most if not all liberation dynamics, the driving force comes from the people, and today in Africa, the people seem to have discovered an alternative route of putting pressure on their leaders: SECESSION. The secessionist agenda, I will reason, heightens the pressure for a continental Union. --Look at Ethiopia: the empire is all but fallen apart: Tigray, Oromiya, Amhara, Eritrea. There will be a new democratic deal to assuage the grievances of awakened nationalisms in a federal Ethiopia, or everybody will go his way. There is no way back to Mengistu's ruthless, militarised, authoritarian central state. Just like in Somalia, there is no way back to such a state neiether. In Kenya too, in a recidivistic frenzy, we may fantasise about a powerful centralised state ala KANU, but I am afraid the day is gone. I have heard talk of the need for a BENEVOLENT DICTATOR, and I have grinned with a knowing cynicism. --Yes Be my Guest! but a 25% GDP turbo-charged, asiatic rate per year! Which means with the ace Harvard-Yale, Breton tandem of Treasury Rotich&Njoroge CBK in a panic-stricken frenzy of launching one Eurobond after another to fend off creditors, I guarantee an authoritarian Kenya stays a sh!thole republic. And then, with this rate of projected capital flight below, you don't need even a bit of mind effort to recognise we are in a tomb of debt doom. The primary instinct of survival will suffice to decode the situation for thee. It is a wipe-out on investment. The Yale-Havard duo are aces yes, but not to Wanjiku's profit. By thought or instinct, it is the same conclusion. -Da-mn, a moment of pure poetry that. Our best and brightest came to power We shouted Hossana and Kenya Halleluya But they were all for hire by the enemies of Africa!
They tightened the chains of servitude, even as they rallied the people to fortitude. They borrowed money all the way to the sky, as they made promises as high as castles in the air
They made the people die of hunger to repay While spending half the money on their pay, and the rest entertaining their women of the day!
They changed the law, made the above the command of God! And happily forever thereafter some lived.POST SCRPT: What else could some do but say, if that is so, then God, you are faking wrong, men! That SOME is CULTURE! And that is where we come to Miguna Miguna, the self-declared General of the NRM.
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Post by jakaswanga on Mar 4, 2018 21:04:35 GMT 3
why is Miguna a hot potato? persona non grata?MIGUNA AS A CULTURAL STATEMENTHe is AN INKLING OF A NATION FINDING ITS DIGNITY, TENTATIVELY RESTORING ITS HISTORICAL PERSONALITY Boisterous courage, liberated from fear, self-autonomous AMILCAR CABRAL Cabral goes on The fact about Miguna is, I posit, he has reclaimed the fundamental core of his human dignity and historical personality: HE NO LONGER ACTS IN FEAR OF KENYA'S RULING ELITE. He has stunned Kenyans by a show of defiance which in the neo-colonial culture of debased, corrupted dependency-complexed, parochial and cowed personalities, can only be explained as suicidal and foolhardy. Yet this is the highest expression of cultural freedom. of human dignity. Bar God, THE FEAR OF NONE, and the projection of a relationship based on RIGHTS, inalienable, and not based on unequal power dictating before hand,a subservience, submission, and the knowing of ones place, especially below, in the pecking order. Miguna stands upright. He offers a narrative which shrinks the balls of many. He is not hoping on with us from lie to lie. He says Fred Matiang'i, the testosterone-charged new Nkaissery, is nothing but the latest power-confused use-dog. He says the presidential elections in Kenya, two of them in 2017 in two moths, were a sham and a farce and, as for the Chebukati-led IEBC, a nothing doing but a busy nest of competences wholly compromised by graft and negligence. He asserts with prophetic defiance, that Uhuru and Ruto are as illigitimate as they are thieves and tenderpreneural scumbags. And Miguna's detailed plan for Nairobi county is simply visionary and brilliant, and the thing to do. (His, is a national narrative many hold in their hearts, but would never dare articulate with such daring and headstrong uprightness in public. It has left Miguna soaring high, irreverent, shocking many pretender brave wits to dispersion. What else but to hate him!?) His futuristic blue print to revolutionise Nairobi county, authored to buttress his gubernatorial run, is a solid piece of intellectual resistance as any, to the neo-colonial scenario of the African city as an iredeemable slum. sh!thole belt. The centre of such is a hot spot of skyscraper attractions, and, further up, an island of the well-to-do in a gated-community. The rest of the mega-city is a killer-cop patrolled jungle. --Viva the Heszys of Dandora and Kayole! Hail Katitu of Githurai 45! Miguna says wait a moment: There is an alternative scenario to the social organisation of a mega-city. And it aint chaos, mayhem, and an undeclared war-zone of extra-judicials. It aint new by the way. But the unfaced righteousness and public vocality of the Big Mig is. Then too, the pulpit is empty, but deliquents need must be taught rape is bad. (Kenyans are so comfortable and visibly happy in slums, why wake up sleeping dogs with human talk of emanicipation? a German urban sociologist once tapped me after she did Nairobi!) --tapped for a bit of good old fashioned nig-ga animal revenge in bed you wager!But the best of Miguna remains psychology. He is liberated from fear. Like in Mao's famous the Chinese people stand up, Miguna Miguna has stood up! (dam-n, we can't understand him, at least officially, so we declared him a foreigner, a Canadian! --That is the depth of our cultural alienation! I was so fascinated watching Matiang'i and Gen. Kihalangwa in action, I needed an in-depth theorist to grasp their madness. Who else but Amilcar Cabral! Amilcar Cabral ng'injoni wi Matiang'i girigi matindotindo, koro iketo aketa pachgi e tat-lweti kaka ondelo ma laki rit rego!LIBERATION FROM FEAR My estimation is fear governs a mighty (if not total) chunk of the modern Kenyan's life. And for the political class, fear of (institutionalised) governmental revenge is the ruling priority. This turns them into easily malleable, compliant souls, and in the opposition, mostly fakes. -- Kalonzo Musyoka, if he thought he could grow horns, discovered he had an NYS land case. Wetang'ula too may have discovered questions about sold embassies and irregularly-traded oil-blocks. Jimmy Wanjigi is being hung out to dry, and, still stiff-backed, they are roping in his father for additional emotional blackmail. The hit on SK Macharia's flagpost (citizen TV off air) was another warning KABOOM to all tycoons, even the ones self-made and independent of state patronage in business: see the consequences of NOT towing the Uthamaki line. Then of course fellows like Jacob Juma just stopped the bullets in gangland style hails, in the centre of the city in the sun. -- Fear in Kenya, as a rule within the political class, extending to the business class, is therefore a well-entrenched motivator of behaviour. In fact the sensible path to follow. Indoctrinated unto being ruled by fear of power, the Kenyan has a split personality: on the inside seething with rage and waxing venomous at his or her self-degradation (even locally daily at the hands of the police), but to the outside world keeping up appearances of hakuna matata, Kenya nchi nzuri -saaaaaaana! Saaaana! And Behold, there comes Miguna Miguna. Lo! sent by Satan himself to disturb the careful balance and smash the pretence! Tall and Big, obnoxiously arrogant, ego manically contemptuous in his dismissal of mediocrity, highly articulate and painfully reasoned, furious and passionate he confronts a diminutive Kenyan political class (and Wanjiku at large) with a side we all have in our personality, PRIDE AND DIGNITY, but which is well hidden below our instilled fear of power. For in deed, our history is that of trained avoidance of conflict with state authority, conditioned meekness before power, and, yes, the instinctive accommodation with corruption and the acceptance of bribery when offered the chance! --even to betray ones conscience, people and country! Miguna is a MISFIT, uncompromising to theft. He is querrulant, totally rejectionist of corruption and therefore, Kenya wise, IDEALIST. This confuses Kenyans bred to believe no such people exist in reality. (it is like Zigbniew Bzezinski was surprised to find out the people he sought to use as cogs, had their own minds, plans and, howbeit, using America too for their own nefarious ends! Dam-n! how could they? the models said they were too primitive, too docile, too unsophisticated to fool Great America! And now Kenyans are finding out not every public figure is a coward, nor for a fist of dollars! --dam-n! WTF!) WELL, In politics you need lots of pragmatists. The reality of (the balance of forces on the ground) does often force bitter compromises. (Remember Ayatollah Khomeini on signing a peace treaty with Saddam Hussein's Iraq: I swallowed a cup of poison like!). But in the realm of culture, where the aspirations of the people are articulated, even in artistic forms, IDEALISM is the marker of total liberation, of freedom. Culture can enact its fatasies of freedom in toto. It is the sun shining in the sky. Aim there, pass all the planets. But for Planet Oppression, that for sure is not even the biggest hurdle. Miguna, culturally speaking then, is the gong sounding on the mediocrity of occupying, fake cultural forms and norms. A death knell sound to a status quo run aground, culturally speaking. He is an agent of our culture re- asserting its claims to a dignity repressed, reclaiming our historical personality, downed by decades of alienated, oppressive rule. His liberation chimes are of course a severe irritant to the ears of us enjoying the highs of the neo-colonial party! Crucify him! Party pooper! Exile him to Siberia, ahem, Canada! Next: Miguna, culture, and the Kalongolongo oath. From the oak of Dodona, to the smoky caves of Delphoi Must I wander to find the equal of thee, Teiresias of Thebes? Divine me a future, O blind Seer, that with thee's mind I peer, unto the dark future! Of the gods!Culture! Where is that gun Goebbels! FOOTNOTE: SEE ELIUD MUTHIORA KARIARA: A HINT OF OUR FUTURE!
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Post by jakaswanga on Mar 31, 2018 18:38:19 GMT 3
FICTITIOUS NATIONS HAVE NO IDENTITY, THEY ARE VIRTUAL REALITIES!Hanna Arendt was a philosopher, German Jew who escaped NAZI Germany in 1933. She became a naturalised American citizen and, as a journalist thinker, was commissioned by The New Yorker to Jerusalem, to cover the trial of Eichmann. This Adolf Eichmann was a super efficient and ambitious bureaucrat of no known moral qualms. His genius was the clock-work efficiency with which the trains ferrying deportees to the concentration camps, paced. Arendt's Jerusalem assignment produced a controversial work: Eichman: THE BANALITY OF EVIL. Summarised: Now, so that we travel together, take a look at General Kihalangwa, head of immigration to all practical purposes. Aint he one hell of a faithful servant to the Nairobi regime? A nice orderly and loyal family man doing his best in nation guarding as ordered by his superiors. I see no evil lurking behind his placid mask, do you!? I am sure he really believes he is too busy with the important to attend court summons by idlers like Odunga and Maraga types! --Bandia judiciary! The world runs on such obedient men. No faculty to question an order. That would be mutiny! I am telling you if the situation arises in which General Kihalangwa is ordered to, without even the courtesy of Miranda, arrest Uhuru, Ruto and Raila as they rush to board planes to flee a collapsing Kenya, and lock them up in a toilet cell at Machakos country-bus station without running water nor food, he will execute the order with the same punctuality and tenacity with which he availed syringes to pump Miguna full of noxious substances! (not to mention perforated his valid, not-expired Kenyan passport!) The banality of evil! And then there is Miguna Miguna, who of course will not comply to the dictates of the Nairobi regime, to a very high personal cost. The rest is simply to think it out! Which is what I propose we do! Culturally speaking. But it is important to have fun while thinking. Thinking should be like masturbation I insist. Dirty but fun! seedy but irresistible like a boyish peep up an open skirt! Don't forget to do your abstracts. That is the salt to the meal. So let us think about IDENTITY. And then the Identity of one, Miguna Miguna. Let us think of his political and cultural identity, and why, for lack of a better phrase, this IDENTITY now lies denied. (at least by the state of Kenya!) The deportation of Miguna Miguna from Kenya to Arab Dubai, in effect declaring him PERSONA NON GRATA in his mother- and fatherland, is first and foremost a DENIAL OF HIS IDENTITY. ---But which identity!? That denial if of course fictitious and dead on arrival, but power can, controlling geographical reality, impose fictions and serve myth for a while, before its farce finally implodes, irresurectable. Officially therefore, we maintain the fiction Miguna Miguna from Nyando by our Lakeshores is not a Kenyan. Hard to find any heart who believes that sh!t. (even the most violent deporting GSU hand during the aborted first attempt revealed his heart in the jest: punda Jaluo hii dhi kabisa!) The event was designed and deliberate punishment!Kenya itself is to a large extent a colonial fiction inherited by a native ruling class. Me I say show me a Kenyan, and I will show you one of the 47+: a Jaluo, an Okuyo, a Muluhyia, a Kaleo, an Akamba
.. etc etc. But the state of Kenya, organised in violence, has enough power of terror to force the keeping up of appearances. And being human, we, the subjects under the power, can act according to that Jesus's wisdom: give to Caesar his dues, and to your heart, your heart's! Simultaneously serving two masters is Very human, so a mpango wa kando identity is always handy.So which identity of Miguna is being denied!? The regime in Kenya has no hope in hell of denying his (KENYA) LUO IDENTITY. Not even as bureaucratic joke by a sick sadist. That one is too authentic. Not even God would dare go there. There are identities beyond the powers of expedient political concoctions like these African states run by comprador governments to grant or abrogate. But Miguna's official, colonial and thus fictitious identity conforming to the historical fiction called Kenya, UNLIBERATED KENYA, can of course be denied. It is all after all, virtual reality. Artur Brothers. You remember how quickly and easy the Armenian drug-pushers during Mwai Kibaki got Kenyan papers and police badges!? There is even no known official ritual of emotional blackmail ---binding oath enacted to be of an acquired Kenyan citizen! Armed forces which betray their own in blood like the GSU did with Erastus Chemorae and co, do tend to have a lot of identity issues. That is how they become unnecessarily cruel, running away from their own guilt complexes, demons, over the treachery within. But in the caseof Miguna, as fictitious as Kenyan identity may be, it still requires utter moral and bureaucratic degeneration to effect a denial. Bureaucratic degeneration are stuff like - the ignored court orders; -ignored valid Kenya Identity card used to register as a voter and gubernatorial candidate; - the GSU cordoning off of the plane, airport and -clobbering journalists and, in the hand-held media age, - no available footage of Miguna being facilitated into the plane, unconscious!A PR blackhole not even the rogue journalist Moses Kuria was trusted to disappear in! Moral decomposition is chiefly the incommunicado lock-up in a toilet and the abuse of medical procedure, laying Ouru and Ruto open to the charge of doing a LITVINENKO on Miguna. Ach, as for tear-gassing lawyers of whatever make, I am Irish enough to think that is at least something well done by the GSU! --The IEBC laundered close to ksh. 1.2B through some Kenyan lawyers during the petition after the elections before CJ Maraga. Now, if your salary in ksh. 16K and negative, and you are an armed thug used to maiming equally poor Kenyans, I imagine there are worse things you may want to do to Kenyan lawyers than tear-gas! And then of course Miguna living in Runda and a lawyer who never once spoke up for the lower ranks of the working class, may just be collateral damage in seething underclass hate. But nay, in the scale of moral corruption and conformism to UNJUST and totalitarian orders, Miguna is a total rejectionist, to borrow an Onyango Ooo and Larry Gumbe phrase. That means he asserts his historical identity with (as consequence) the unfolding drama of what historically is known as the TRAGIC HERO. A tragic hero takes on the most powerful ruling forces of his time, a system. More often than not he is doomed to fail, but his example becomes a burning light, a beacon of culture and resistance, a legend for oppressed humanity to treasure as a fetish as they bide their time with bent backs. --So did it take millennia to the end of the Roman empire before Spartacus became an international celebrity. For thousands of years his name was, officially, 'damnatio memorae', but after the fall of the empire, it resumed to have been the most passionate collective memory of the time. As an international airport becomes Miguna's Siberia, lonely and abandoned in a far land by our own fellow Kenyans, there was never a Truer Luo, a Truer Kenyan today, than the miserable, quarrelsome STATELESS AND PAPERLESS General. But let me share this with you! I know the man. He went to Onjiko High School in Alberta. We from st Mary's Yala, in Michigan, gave them a thorough beating one day at Kisumu Boys, just outside Toronto. We had beaten Onjiko at football (not soccer). Miguna Miguna was a cheerleader outside the lines, he was armed with a home-made megaphone. Then, as the girls from Ahero (also in Canada) changed their traditional loyalties from Onjiko to st Mary's, the Onjiko boys opened battle. (yaani ne giyawo dhawo!) The skirmish raged for half the rest of the day as allies from the Busia side of Kisumu joined Siaya schools, to duel allies from the Kisii side of Kisumu, in an all-out inter-Nyanza brawl over the posh spoils of war, booty. Maranda, Ambira, Maseno, Sawagongo and Ramba --all from Michigan USA, squared off against Otieno Oyoo, Nyabondo, Homa Bay, Agoro Sare and Kisii High, all from the other side of the border. Booty from Asumbi, Nyabururu, Nyakach, Lwak, Ng'iya, Rang'ala .... shivered ndombolowise in anxious expectations: would the Canadians carry the day and bed them en masse, or would it be the Yankees for the Buccaneering orgy! Dangerous detail: I think Fred Matiang'i was one of the monos charged with bringing more missiles for one of the sides! But I don't remember whether Fred was Canadian or Yankee then. But he has stayed the apprentice Roman thug he always was! Who is your Kenyan now, madha-somethings!
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Post by jakaswanga on Apr 2, 2018 18:56:45 GMT 3
THE MIGUNA EFFECT IN ONE WORD: POLARISINGDon't I just love Josy Janyando. Culturally speaking. The man is an artist's SHANG-RI-LA. A limitless source of inspiration and motif. Use him, there can be no block, no artist's block. It would only be the case of a pen run out of ink, or, keyboard days, the elbows and finger-joints stiffened in RSI to rigor-mortis! I will amply explain. THE MIGUNA CHALLENGESuppose one wanted to tell the tale of Kenya through Miguna Miguna, covering just one day at JKIA Nairobi, in a toilet cell. They would begin anywhere and run. One could begin with the architecture. And tell the story of the design, construction, contracting and engineering. Interesting would also be a comparative note on water-pressure at East Africa's premier airport, and again just how sound-proof is the toilet from overhead flying jets!? They really used quality isolation material!? waaa! And on land, JKIA: whose land is built on, how was the land acquired, when? Are there any current disputations on title deeds about any part of it, or the airport in total? Who named it JKIA!? But a toilet is also the perfect place to tell the story of sh!t. Where does the sh!t flushed from the toilets of the airport go!? Is it exclusive sh!t, treated with respect at some cutting-edge end-point? or does it mix somewhere with the uncared-for sh!t expelled from the bowels of slum-dwellers!? And anyway, if one were to use sh!t as a diagnostic aid for the bio-status of Kenyans, what secrets or dietary pathologies does our sh!t reveal!? Also instructive would be a study of the musical airs Kenyan arzoles partake to as they expel sh!t! Normally or pathologically. But there are also other curiosities thinkable. Who chose this particular toilet and why, to lock up Miguna Miguna? Could it be the same toilet the ex CJ, Wily Mutunga, was locked up in when he dared try travel to Tanzania without the authority of Francis Kimemia, the then Lord Protector of Kenya and her 2010 baby!? Miguna and Mutunga are of course both Osgoode Canada trained lawyers. What is it about JKIA toilets and dual citizen lawyers from Canada? Especially brilliant ones who have worked for the government of Kenya at the higher echelons!? One aiming to reveal the pathologies of his or her land can also go dark, very deep and dark: they could talk about the forced injections which debilitated Miguna for the period of the flight to Dubai, and whose further effects we await. Before one delves into the character of those who initiated, executed and supervised the act, there is the question of identification. Who are they? Who gave the order to sedate? Who bought the chemicals? From which chemistry? Under which pretext? Or was it a special delivery from a govt chemist? Who commanded the officers who broke down the toilet door? Which officers sat on the burly General to subdue him as he was syringed any which way? One could even do a tribal roll call for an even more sinister take on Kenya's ethnic impulses, when freed from legal constraints, guaranteed no retribution against the performance of evil, backed to the hilt by state sanctioned impunity.Yes, Miguna Miguna in a toilet cell at the airport affords limitless possibilities of investigating Kenya. Culturally speaking. MIGUNA MIGUNA'S FIRST TENTATIVE STEPS TOWARD CULTURAL CANONISMDISCLAIMER: I don't remember a Luo case of a hunger strike as a form of political protest preceding this one at Kondele. So I have to think harder on that.Meanwhie it is to spontaneous dance comedy we shall go to take a look at the kitchen. The General is iconoclastic, he does not digest easily in a nation sedated with conformism, compliance and obeisance to power in the bribed or intimidated form of sycophancy. So he has to be broken down a bit, well, culturally speaking. COMEDY as in humour is a powerful enzyme for a first take of the unpalatable hot potato. There are plenty of videos which have sprung up, in fact an avalanche of COMEDY TAKES: They are competing humorous features, centred around the chant I AM NOT GOING, in the context of the LUNGALUNGA DANCE as performed by Miguna Miguna in the forceful company of a mob of plain-clothes burly security men. I AM NOT GOING TO DUBAI! The deportation choreography. MIGUNA CHALLENGES Theorists of art and thee LITERATI: when does a single episode or event in a culture lead to such an outpouring of spontaneous comedy? Why has the MIGUNA CHALLENGE become an artistic unlock!? I will propose: the Miguna episode of defiance at the airport has, as a publicised act, burst the realms of the conformist and complacent dominant cultural conventions of 'being Kenyan'. Establishment leaders of opinion have not authored a convincing explanation of the phenomenon Miguna. So there is a kind of a djini outta bottle. (Once upon a time on a different matter, Raila tried and ended up with a deflated 'mad'. That was another instance of the comprador Luo nationalism intellectually imploding in public, my debating club concluded). Anyway, the other classes are awash with suspicious grins, that the establishment in general and toto, would be happy to see the NRM General gone forever, preferably dead, some wink. Exorcised and denounced even by the Luo council of Elders at a moment when he is truly down and his rights abused at a level of malice which can only be evil, Josy Janyando is an uncomfortable situation. And even the press-savvy Raila Odinga has been rendered mute, days on end, unable to work out a quick propaganda shot of it. There is therefore a dam of unexpressed thoughts and emotions, especially amongst a younger generation. This is the group who think the best of their lives is still ahead, yet instinctively have doubts about the capacity of the adults who lead, to deliver that Canaan future. Their intellectual insecurities turn to art. This tension, apprehension about the morrow is such that, dead locked and repressed but eating the land from the inside, humour becomes the release. For the moment. Straight on, there is nothing funny about the deportation of Miguna under sedatives of unknown toxicity. But culture, considering all classes active in the society, not just at the top, has the capacity to assimilate and give meaning to any action of man in any tragic situation by jokes, even on route to the gas chamber of the concentration camps of NAZI Jirmania. Man or woman fighting against powerful forces far beyond him or her as an individual, ie tragic heroism, is really what daily life looks like for many any day at work. There are the good surgeons in a dirty surgery at a decrepit KNH; there are captains of a super-tankers fighting freak giant waves of the deep; there are women on the streets begging to feed six children; or even the case of one woman against the most powerful bureaucracy on Earth, fighting for justice for a loved one. Like JENFFER HARBURY The lungalunga dance could be a funeral rite, but whose!? Culture! My fingers go for the trigger when I hear that word!
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Post by jakaswanga on Apr 14, 2018 16:13:08 GMT 3
ON TERMINOLOGY:
I had ago at the baptismal MOCK-OATH, the famous KALONGOLONGO event at Uhuru Park 30-01-18. That was the day circumcised principals hid like cowards, while the Uncut men proved very cut for greater things. Now lets look at another case of terminology, and ponder.
2. DULY ELECTED EXCELLENCIES VS ILLEGITIMATE DESPOTS
Language and the legitimating of oppression? Language and persuasion, and the reproduction of social relations? Somewhere in my subconscious are buried disputations to these subjects. Lo! alcohol and aging is a dangerous combination. My memory fails me! Alcohol must go -my January One resolution is still intact, but not 100% proof like my spirits!
How did it come about that some people are called their Excellencies? Why is official speak formalised to praise names, and how has it evolved to titular bureaucratic jargon being insisted upon, even when a clear absurdity?
I went to check why the President of the United States, the contemporary Caesar himself, is not called anything other than Mr. President. Not even Dr. when they hold doctorates like Barrack Obama. And in Britain, while they insist on Her or His Majesty or Royal Highness for the Queen, the majoritarian leader who is the electoral head of the country is simply Mr. Prime Minister. Nobody dare think of them as infallible!
The Great Liar of Britain, Tony Blair, the comedians used to parodise the BBC in Hyde Park!
This means for the mature bourgeoisie, emerged after a bloody show-down with the aristocracy, politics is an earthly business ran by earthly creatures with earthly limitations. No further sh!t stuff titles to aggravate the megalomania infesting the already deformed ego's of the power-mad politicians. Better separate the powers, and discard all else that is separable as nonsense. But there is religion, a remnant married to mysticism, but whose influence tends to seep through in mysterious ways. The Pope even goes for His Holiness! Or is it His Thunderbolt, Vatican Zeus Kronos!
I gathered in the days of slavery in the USA, the official address of any slave, black slave, toward his or her owner, was Mastah -Sah! And of course consistent with protocol since the dawn of enslavement, no eye contact. Many a slave lost his manhood in ritual castration, his eyes, passionate guilty of lacking impotence, having lingered a pregnant millisecond on the eyes of a female of the master race!
Let us call this top-down terminology an ISA, thinking of a famous French philosopher. An ideological/Institutional state apparatus! Of domination.
What it seeks to do, is naturalise a social construction. Eternalise a lie. To that end, a lot of myth will need be manufactured, like some being the NATURALLY BORN LOW, and the others the entitled NOBILITY. These possess a divine mandate to rule over others
Primitive countries like Kenya, led by a young, insecure, incompetent and historically illegitimate elite, are firmly in this trap. Them elite will insist on a consummate mystification of their status, the state machinery will be mobilised to ensure the status-ENHANCING PROTOCOLS are observed, and on official instances, to the letter. Symbolism will become a cult. There are so-to-speak many institutionalised versions of Nyayo Songs! meant to inculcate the myth of 'KANU' eternity!
So it is HIS EXCELLENCY THIS AND THAT. So it is with DULY ELECTED so and so! It is Leadership comes from God! And elections results are signed by God too!)
Even as we all know rigging is the order of the day! All over most of the World of Their excellencies!
In Kenya too, Mpigs, sorry, Honourable Members, must have degrees! Yet for all that supposed academic super humanity, the baseness and corruptibility of their character, the debauchery of their souls, the scandalous nature of their oversight actions is open to all! Our Mpigs!
It is a film of filth at the top, laundering themselves as divine, respectable, divinely mandated and naturally selected!
This brings me to RESISTANCE, and the capacity of culture to authorise an articulate alternative narrative to official lies edified to dogma. And this is where Miguna Miguna comes in, in one very important aspect.
In a linguistic stand-off, Dr. Miguna Miguna's terminology for the Uhuruto presidency is ILLEGITIMATE DESPOTS!
It occurred to me to investigate who is pulling my leg, who is obfuscating, who is factual, etc etc etc! Can both Menoah Esipisu on behlaf of the .ke gava and Miguna Miguna of the NRMke be right? Such that the compromise title should be HIS EXCELLENCY, ILLEGITIMATE DESPOT UHURU KENYATTA!?
it is a ponder!
I gotta think it out for myself I guess!
But now that the annointed peoples president has joined them, are they whitewashed enough, their rigging sins forgiven enough, such that despots they remain but no longer illegitimate?
Or is it that Agwambo neither has the mandate nor the bleach-power to dye the rotten regime white!? That it is a question of their excellencies must hang together or hang apart! Having squandered their privileges to rule?
How free and fair was that election which conferered victory? the victory legitimated by Maraga's court, the same --Matiang'i speak evil-captured??-- court which earlier had nullified an earlier result!
All very confusing to outsiders really!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jun 23, 2019 20:15:22 GMT 3
NJOROGE'S new NOTES DEBATED AT OUR LOCAL
First I heard the Americans (embassy in Nairobi) wasn't accepting the new notes, Why in God's name, I asked?
Could it be the matter of diagrams, or depictions of depictions of Jomo Kenyatta which were plastered on it, apparently contrary to the spirit of article 231 of the constitution, but majorly in violation thereof?
The ball was set rolling with a treatise from the walking constitution, James Orengo.
Iit was a controversy which would soon solidify into two schools of law in our ODM-saturated principality: Orengo&Amollo versus Kaluma&Kajwang'.
Opondo Kaluma went so far as to ridicule and mock Okiyah Omtatah on the source of his funds to be conducting so many legal challenges in court! (imagine a Mpig who is ready to disband the SRC for denying him an additional 250K house allowance laughing at Omtatah. The same Omtatah the Miguna-tormentor known as Matiang'i denounced as EVIL! ---what a birds of the same feather moment to pick the bones of Okiyah!)
For the record: Okiyah Omtatah is crowd-funded otherwuse well-wishers and himself. It is called Harambee. Only several months ago, Kenyans on Twitter launched a kitty for him, and well-wishing Kenyans could Mpesa the account. A vote of confidence of sorts.
How could we from Homa Bay explain this terrible, public mental meltdown by Opondo Kaluma, not easily the cheapest mind around? Well, a cynic remarked that is the handshake for you; it has necessarily led to an intellectual artefact in some of our brightest and best! Many have like lost their way, if not minds!
TAKE JOHN MBADI
At first John Mbadi, a senior official of the ODM, not the steadiest head and these days looking much more like an increasingly erratic Donald Trump, went straight for the jugular ---NO WAY THE NOTES WILL SEE THE MARKET. But on the morning after when he woke up, having been visited by the spirits of the Shakes, he was eating his words and chewing his tie like the then president of Georgia, Mikhailo Saakashvilli, when, tricked by an American official over dinner, he bit more than he could chew in attacking Ossetia&Abkhazia where Russian troops were stationed. Watching Mbadi try to eat his cake and have it at the same time, provoked I and my buddies into some deep introspection. Why, tell me, such a confusion at the top of the comprador foodchain, namely the handshake wing of the caliphate?
But Rarieda Otiende Amollo held fort to his credit. Where I come from we like to joke Amollo was the designated Attorney General of the Peoples republic. He used to have the makings of a Nestor in him, before the Handshake forced him into confusion as he sought to defend premises beneath his intellect. One day his mind refused to be duplicituous in public and he collapsed!
Weeeh! If you do not have a crooked mind but want to be a star in crooked politics, you will spend a lot of energy preventing your mind from taking a refuge in planet insanity!
Here is an example of the Nestor burning in him. November 2017, in the run to Raila's popular oath at Uhuru Park. You would think he was Miguna Miguna's twin!
Come the handshake, and, wink wink, the divorce from his twin, Miguna: thus did we put him to the test as he preached Luo-Nyanza should welcome Uhuru Kenyatta to a man: 'Sage: The House of Mumbi, at least publicly, has cleansed and forgiven William Ruto and his lot for burning their kith and kin in Kiambaa Church in Eldoret's environs. That is Christian feat of the highest hearts! Confessions, Forgiveness and hatchets buried. Ahmen!
But now, for us Jokanyarnam, you know we hold Ouru and his Mungiki lots to seething accounts, for the live barbecuing of a Luo family in Naivasha. It was a crime against humanity, but not beyond the teachings of Christianity to turn the other cheek. ---But, O peoples Counsellor, don't you think there should first be a public cleansing ceremony of the bloody hands of the son of Jomo, followed by a public mea-culpa, before we internalise this handshake like the great Christian hearts we are!?
We consult you with the deepest in our hearts, O Nestor, Amollo ng'at g'Otumba Jakabudha!'
That is the way we do it here. Kisumu Pacho.
NB: That Otumba bit refers to the beginnings of the last century when colonial tentacles were embedding in the Rarieda peninsular and chiefs, Ruodhi, were being incorporated into the new administration. Those given to material recalcitrance and active resistance were exorcised, some buried alive, like Miguna Miguna. There emerged a breed of Chiefs whose wile and guile in balancing the two opposant forces, colonialism and national resistance, have been eternalised in legendary folklore (and of late, synthesiser whirls of modern ahangla).
Senior Chief Otumba is a man whose wile and guile is considered only second to the great Odera Akang'o of Gem. The two, having been briefed of Captain Laggard's MAXIM-gun exploits in far-away Buganda, concluded a horde of naked spearmen charging the colonial spitfire, however brave, was just feeding cannon fodder to the insatiable beast. A strategic accommodation was necessary.
A strategic accommodation!
So we grinned like an eerie college of death masks without emotions ------Egwugwu's interrogating a mortal if you recall your Chinua Achebe's things fall apart------- as we waited for Amollo to have his brains go full throttle on us, Doubting Toms.
The Gikuyu forgave Ruto in exchange for Ruto making Ouru the president and the House of Mumbi continually dominant at the helm of the nation. Pray tell, O Nestor, what do we forgive Ouru in exchange for!?
Anyway, that is culture. A portrait of how it works!
What is a portrait?
A representation of something. But for this purpose we restrict ourselves to VISUAL REPRESENTATIONS.
And thereafter, visual representations of human beings. Howbeit a photograph only comes into play with the invention of the camera. This means a photo(graph) joins the the family of Portrait as a technological innovation involving the momentary trapping of shadow-graphics.
Before this high-tech breakthrough, visual representations didn't lack variety neither: ancient historical sites are replete with humanoid representations: sculptor, statues, cave drawings, paintings, carvings. So long as they are not abstract, the depicted objects could easily be identified, and Arap Moi very easily differentiated from Jomo Kenyatta in any wood carving or clay mould.
Patrick Njoroge and his gang of lawyers against Okiyah Omtatah and Mbugua, will now have to argue the content and meaning of a photograph of the Kenyatta statue as it appears on the new note, as it is easily recognised as the image of Jomo Kenyatta who is/was a human being, does not violate the intent of why no portrait in whatever form of a human being was disallowed in the new constitution with respect to currency.
It is an argument they can't win, neither at law nor at thought. That statue is a clear depiction easily identifiable as Jomo Kenyatta, once human, now deceased. And the statue carries this meaning and content into its photo graph, or any other image replicate depiction ..... eg drawing. Content and meaning are beyond dispute. Regardless of whether it is a photo, or a photo of of a photo, of a statue sculpted from a re-incarnated double of Jomo Kenyatta!
That is the legal side. LOST.
But this is the realm of politics, and there is a lot of room for the law to be an ass. Remember in a Carolina court over 200 years ago, a slave-owner disputing the ownership of several good slaves, looked at the blacks in question told the judge: 'these people are mine.' The Judge looked at him in surprise: 'I don't see people where you are pointing!'
Sometimes it takes time before sense is kicked into the law, and, not least, the heads of Judges defending private property. So, economics, the notes have already been printed on orders of the cartel, and they have eaten their cut. But the treasury is cash-strapped, otherwise it would easily have launched a new round of looting by printing new notes. So a compromise is to be found.
The illegal notes will circulate. Their unconstitutionality stays, but, belonging the dollar denominated trade block, once the Americans (via their embassy) have agreed to launder them, they are as good as they say they are worth.
You may wonder what debt Njoroge and his CBK now owe the Americans for this money-laundering service.
1. This position caused jitters in the markets. so 2. A few hours later And so it came to passenger But neither Patrick Njoroge nor Henry Rotich will be telling you how it came to pass! Just like no-one will tell Wanjiku what the SGR collateral specifications really are.
Not that they are really secrets!
O Theban, thee Blind Teiresias, Do thy take a look at this new note And with your hidden eye forecast: Is that face a worthy portrait of value At which it trades to the petro dollar Even as the RenMinB is our best friend!?
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Post by jakaswanga on Jul 3, 2019 21:54:28 GMT 3
SABINA CHEGE AND RACHEL SHEBBESH VISIT MAMA BABY PENDOIt was a dangerous move. Because of the depths it stirred. Maternal instinct took hold of Sabina Chege. This natural force conducted her to internalise and relive the grief of a mother, one left holding the crushed skull of her baby. The dams burst and Sabina empathised far beyond the realms of the daily politics of Kenya. This event is a human touching of bases that affirms a collective, shared humanity, far outside the scope of our current crop of cannibal politicians. Dangerous it was too, because the mea culpa by Rachel Shebbesh puts the new star in town on skidding runs. That new star, upon whom Uhuru Kenyatta now pins all his hopes of a legacy, is of course Fred Matiang'i. And this Fred was of course the capo in charge of the baby-skullcrushers. The beasts were let loose to enforce the cooked results of the presidential election, 2017. From him there will no mea-culpa. Of course. He is a hard man, and hard men don't do apologies for whatever, even genocide. They can't dare loose face. They are locked in might is right, always. No, hard men threaten genocide or even worse, like we saw in June, when Trump promised Iran evaporation, or was it obliteration. ---Earlier on the POTUS promised North Korea the fire and fury as never seen, ever since the asteroid which extincted the dinos. Hard men don't apologise. They are only doing their duty, even if that duty is to build crematoria to smoke to dust, members of a particular religion of their country. This tight-locked mindset of hard men, this mechanical programming without reverse gear, this intellect without reflection, atrocity without remorse, is a bloodthirst to feed megalomania which is an offshoot of addiction to power. But it was upstaged in Kisumu and mocked by women politicians. This was at the hand of one of the deadliest and dearest qualities of normal humankind: empathy. The ability to feel the pain of the other. Empathy cushions against dehumanisation of the other. Dehumanisation of the other is a necessary intellectual and emotional gimmick, to deny another human being, human treatment. Yes, for instance there was this famous legal gimmick, post 9/11, wherein the USA ensnared itself, and continues to writhe: terrorists do not deserve protection under the GENEVA CONVENTIONS! They are outlaws from civilisation. Effectively, they are untermenschen. But closer to home, for businessmen to import toxic sugar and for bureaucrats to collude in its distribution to the masses for, they must first dehumanise the Kenyan consumer in their minds: a thing not worth decent food. Elsewhere I said I always liked Sabina Chege. But I didn't perceive how disturbing her natural, spontaneous behaviour can be, culturally speaking. Now these women have officially opened the season of ..... non crocodile ..... tears, for the pains political: how can we forget the other bodies crying out for remembrance and mea culpa? ---It will be quite a tall feat in national denial. The intellectual repression necessary, the emotional stonefaciality to be maintained, the pretence to be kept while the stench of rotting corpses and the wails of the dead seeking justice ring minds and inundate the Kenyan living space, will be high enough to precipitate a political neurosis. CAROLYNE MBUNGU. Who of nerve, goes to her mother to shed big tears and explain, why? Who, to atone, catches the killers of the two love birds, Chris and Caro? That is what I mean by dangerous. The women have primed the nation for another round of soul-searching, far from the world of politics. The hard men at the top today, are skating on very thin ice. Equally hard men or harder women can arise and bring them down, or to book with same bloodthirst without remorse. The same wretched bloodthirst with which our hard men of today cover up political murders, is the same bloodthirst from the same culture which will sustain their own wretched evaporation. Putting his ritual sacrificer's dagger to the neck of the damsel Iphigenia, the King of Men and King of Kings, Atreide Agammemnon, has no qualms. He has purpose to conquer Ilios and any price will be paid. But within the heart that beat beneath the breasts of the mother of the sacrificial lamb, the Supreme King and peak of all men stirred forces which would culminate in his own ritual murder. A domestic really! And we sure do have some terrible domestics to mind, Kenya. Leat of all, our Kings and Peaks are simple pick pockets. Imagine, petty thieves who commit murder! PURE ART VERSUS REALITY, WHO WINS THE COMMUNICATION BOUT? ---But jut a moment! there is the option the tears of my Sabina were fake. Fair enough then, good comedy from an avowed actress, yet pure art. But there is the alternative too, that they were genuine, and tell the tale of a land with deep trauma's to resolve. To resolve, one way or another. Me I love the divan couch. But history does not do psychotherapy. I think, we are in for more hard men. And then some day we will recover our humanity, and take justice ----be our shield and defender------ seriously, for all, always. Even the long dead. And you never heard of. 'Sage: The House of Mumbi, at least publicly, has cleansed and forgiven William Ruto and his lot for burning their kith and kin in Kiambaa Church in Eldoret's environs. That is Christian feat of the highest hearts! Confessions, Forgiveness and hatchets buried. Ahmen!
But now, for us Jokanyarnam, you know we hold Ouru and his Mungiki lots to seething accounts, for the live barbecuing of a Luo family in Naivasha. It was a crime against humanity, but not beyond the teachings of Christianity to turn the other cheek. ---But, O peoples Counsellor, don't you think there should first be a public cleansing ceremony of the bloody hands of the son of Jomo, followed by a public mea-culpa, before we internalise this handshake like the great Christian hearts we are!?
We consult you with the deepest in our hearts, O Nestor, Amollo ng'at g'Otumba Jakabudha!'That is the way we do it here. Kisumu Pacho.
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