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Post by jakaswanga on Oct 24, 2017 23:03:11 GMT 3
WANDERING AROUND THE NATION'S MINDS, pot holes in the streets
I decided to take a plunge. I decided to take a plunge from the ivory tower, down to the restive streets. Of late, those streets are where the ebbs and flows which divine Kenya's future have been battling it out. The soundtrack has been the hiss of tear gas (from monster trucks), invariably punctuated with the metallic and passionless staccato of guns on fire, maiming and killing.
Yes, Kenya must decide. Or be decided for.
It was a de-ja-vu feeling. When a cloud of tear gas enveloped me in Kisumu the other day, I felt Africa mocking me. Far in my past I was once a 'colonial officer', a high-ranking military official of a conquering, mighty civilising power. Our sense of belief in ourselves as well as in the superior mind of our Great Leader was so total we oozed pathological contempt for the occupied people, and, when they loudly protested, we tear-gassed them ad-lib. --This said pathology we never recognised in our gunpower delusion, until the occupied people pulled a fast one on us. They devised a marriage of convenience with an equally tested, militarised neighbour. That day the insane hatred in the heart of every colonial for the colonist shone in the full glory of honesty. Young Jakaswanga, trapped during an amorous quest, hid deep in a shanty toilet for three days, literally immersed to his neck in human excreta. He survived the matchete-crazed lynching mobs only at the indulgence of a concubine. As we lost control and the whole city turned into a hiss of hate calling for purification of the land by soaking it in enemy blood, my gal gave me a proposal: 'open your mouth I sh!t on it, cockroach, and I will device you a life-line. Refuse and grant me the honour of disembowelling you, the invader, live before the patriotic mob rips your further to pieces for BBQ!'
Oh ye patriots of the Congo! Rise and let the great river shine Red with the blood of the invader! Bathe the Congo with the screams Of the enemy breathing his last! Cut him down like cattle-grass And feed them to the river fish!
So wailed the mobs as the city rebelled.
I took my chances with the lady, abided her, and lived to tell the tale.
Several years later, having followed the advice of an Angolan/Congolese General to find something better to do than, like him, make a life-long career of killing fellow Africans, I traced the girl and invited her to visit me in Tanzania where I was re-making myself over from gun-boy to book-boy. I was seething with infantile whims of revenge and plotting nasty things to do to her, sh!t arse, even in bed. But again, her simple honesty got the better of my contorted and traumatised heart.
She went like: --'I am so sorry, my loving sh!t-eater. The hatred in my heart for the foreign invader with his conceited, disdainful eye, every look a contemptuous charge, wrestled my love for you to a draw. I hated me loving you, an invading roach. I hated me to the point of contemplating suicide. And many nights as you snored away next to me, I hated myself for lacking the courage to drive the kitchen knife I had especially sharpened, through your conceited colonial throat. When the opportunity came for me to betray you to the mob and have you burnt alive and mutilated, again I knew I couldn't do it. Love for you had paralysed my patriotism. Sh!tting in your mouth was the best I could come up with to serve both worlds. Were I like you in the hardness of heart, I would have killed you out of duty to country -O invader Lover, but, poor me, here I am again in a foreign land, at your mercy. But for your mercy or forgiveness I will never ask, nor does your cold, viciously festering rage deter me from your presence; since it is the call of love my heart answers to, to be here, even as I know you intend to teach me a raw lesson from the horrid pathologies of humiliated pride, sh!t-eater!'
And thus she blew me away. I smiled, remembering the day she fished me out of the sh!tty toilet. I had complained if she had to specifically eat such 'Kerala Tabasco pepper', wherefore her sh!t was melted (nuclear) reactor-core hot!' -She in turn reminded me it was my fault, since I had insisted I wanted her doing things to me at HER HOTtEST! It was a taste of own medicine: 'If you are to eat my sh!t, it definitely had to be the hottest sh!t in the world!'
But the harder lesson was the necessary delusions of self-righteous administrators in colonial positions, delusions and complexes they recognise not, blinded by power spots. (Don't I love looking at Fred Maatiang'i, from book-boy to gun-boy! his tragedy! --Or is he a man rather than boy!?)
I been there. In the tower of gun powder delusions. Luckily in my youth. And I am proud Africa didn't hold back, teaching me a thing or two about the pathologies of patriotism under oppression, the idiosyncrasies of colonial occupation/adminstration, and the satanic will that hides in a people, ever propelling them toward their liberation, whatever the odds. (why do you think a 6-year old Palestinian girl goes at an Israeli occupier Rambo-like commando, she armed with but a stick!? And she dies with PALESTINE MUST BE FREE freezing on her tongue!)
It means in my middle age, I can look at my country Kenya with a bemused and lazy wink. In such big men of destiny like Uhuru, Ruto, Raila, Kalonzo and the what have yous up there, I recognise but silly boys unaware of the savage powers of destruction that lie below the abused faces of Kenya. Reality has never forced these aristocrats to mean a single thing they say.
Silly boys I say, who haven't gone to the school of reality. Reality, where there is a counterpunch.
Yeah, the elites of Kenya, say the comprador and their allied think-tanks, their paid-up mouth-pieces and PR machinery, are in consensus. A free and fair election in Kenya is an impossibility, they have convinced themselves, and they seem to believe this is an absolute truth. In this intellectual ditch they dither, and dig themselves the deeper in.
Look at Wafula Wanyonyi Chebukati! You would think he had the toughest job in the world! that for real he were a tale of Solomon light threatening to divide the child in half to rival mothers! But of course counting ballots after folks have lined up to X and tick boxes is one of the easier tasks around the globe. If an elite --or elite body aka IEBC-- can not do that --can not organise a simple credible election, how would they know to organise an industrialisation take-off!?
Industrialisation is a far more complex task than filling form 32 whatever -ABC, transmitting whatever to wherever the server may be, then tallying up with an adding machine! It is basically standard seven at the most, and standard three at the least, aptitude. The rest is farce. (This dynamic of farce need must be laid bare!)
That is why I instinctively felt I should listen to alternative voices. So I went off the mainstream punditry circuit. Punditry can be a bubble, like the colonial cocoon of top administrators in their delusions of grandeur. I remembered my two favourite poets of Africa, Okigbo and Okot, to puncture me a bubble.
Something like:
The old man talked to me His words were pot holes That brought my high mind low!
I came in turbo but became a ramshackle I needed be towed out of his hardcore mind!
It was P'Bitek who always demanded African intellectuals 'dive into the hearts' of their people and compare if their minds were proofed against the depth charges therein. Okigbo was wary: treading the pathways of thunderbolts, unprotected, was asking for a scorched mind.
But this Africa in a crisis is the rats must find courage to bell the cat. The cat however big can't kill all the rats. Neither can the rats bell the cat without loosing a few to the cat's jaw, claw and paw.
Of late, the rowdy streets where life and death battles have been fought, has been where the regenerative ideas or transformative thoughts have been developing. In life and death situations, illusions are shattered, so too are fictitious solutions dishonoured. High up in the tower, is just a spectator's adrenaline rush. Such is impotent in action, a castrated dog simulating the motion patterns of corpulation, but all a comical if vainglorious attempt at mimicking the virile.
It is a ditch, and there is way out. Belling the cat has a price. But first a faulty election. And the absurdity of the comprador insistence it is perfect.
Continued.
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Post by jakaswanga on Oct 25, 2017 18:32:38 GMT 3
THE GROUND MOVED, THE ELITE REMAINED STATIC (Political) Orders have their appearances to keep. Dispensations must, beyond lip service, respond (or pay visitations) to the formal trappings of their legitimacy's; they must uphold in reality, a semblance of their alleged ideological supremacy, which is what they use to lay claim to their right of rule. Systems must express to a respectable degree --of consensus generation, that historical edge they purport to have over competitors. Practice must ever vindicate and validate that vision which they profess, and toward which they hearken their subjects. Otherwise it is a crisis. For what is a magician without magic? Consider the Moi-KANU regime. It was a dispensation which flew the banner of peace love and Unity. A truly noble objective. But it reality it was a wretched authoritarian racket, economically primitive and a waste of the country's future. One year of a sober Mwai Kibaki (in concert with a mobilised Agwambo) and, behold, the ubiquitous backwardness of the Arap Moi quarter century was a verdict no longer contestable even by the irrational. --Yet you watched a section of the Kenyan elite fawn over the rotten corpse of Nicolas Kipyator Biwott, aka The Total Man, the capo of the rotten Moi order. The subtext is, Jubilee's Uhuru Kenyatta and URP's William Ruto have, in effect, atavistically imploded (or reverse evolved) into a senselessly out-dated mode of corruption. Howbeit their luck is that the official opposition, as exemplified in the polities or counties they run, are corruptionwise their twins and ideologically their soul mates. This means both sides of the political divide contesting the public futures are essentially deeper diggers of the ditch the country has stumbled into. That is a perfect crisis. The street battles of Kenya are, like the recent spate of school burnings by the youth, not about what they say they are about. These are masked memes, they are merely fissures through which a dangerously piled pressure from below, is leaking out and attracting attention. Black smoke white smoke over the Vatican, Tear gas and gunfire across the streets of a land, Not Yet Uhuru. SO WHY IS A STRAIGHTFORWARD ELECTION BEYOND KENYA'S (POLITICAL AND ECONOMIC) ELITE? Take a look at this Yes, once upon a time was this Jubilee fund-raising dinner where ksh.30 billion was allegedly raised within one hour. 24 hrs later the figure was reported past the 100 billion! I remembered to ask for an opinion from a financial specialist. I asked: who are these in Kenya who can raise 100 billion in one day? What do they do for a living and why are they bleeding like this? --Of course I could think of a political-economic answer myself, but I needed hear how paid-up loyalists explain their world. FF Now I read KEPSA saying the electioneering (or democratic process) has meanwhile cost Kenya nearly 100 billion. This sum is about the same amount raised by the Mighty in one day to insure Jubilee maintained power! Yeah, forgive me if I smile with one eye, the other teary: it is possible the treasury 'loaned' the businessmen the money to finance Jubilee. Too, the fundraising could just have been a circuit for laundering stolen public money, and now, failing the projected clear win within the specified time, the treasury is staring at bad debts which it needs explain somehow. --Somehow other than that the treasury financed an election it knew was designed to be faulty. A FAILED BOURGEOIS ORDER A bourgeois order --and let us count Kenya therein, has appearances which must be kept, to avoid farce, to avoid the erosion of legitimacy. It is a bit like a man must have a semblance of c.ock, and the c.ock must keep up appearances, some of them stiff once in a while, even off duty, for otherwise deligitmating ridicule will be its lot in power. Howbeit the bourgeois elite of Kenya this election, showcase a laughable flaccid which, leave alone stiff hints, fails to even pass piss in peace, yet, Dear Lord, they expect to command respect, continue in power, and stay the course of yesterday without terrorising the population to silence? Tomorrow there will be something taking place in Kenya. I wouldn't call it an election with a straight face. But like Odhis Tindo --whom I will shortly tell you about, I am beyond acquiescing to the logic that, by African standards, Kenya gets a pass just by reporting an election. Yes, I moved on, garbage elections and garbage governments are not worth even chokoraa sh!t to me. Not in Kenya, not in Africa, not anywhere else. And for the money we spending on this garbage, a bit of a sane head could finance three General elections. There is stupid, and then there is Kenyan stupid. NB: I am using a $600 Samsung handset! then you want me to settle for a substandard election!? Haa, I got standards to keep! Stupid wont do!
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Post by jakaswanga on Oct 28, 2017 5:44:21 GMT 3
TALK ABOUT A STRAIGHT FORWARD ELECTION BEING BEYOND KENYA'S BOURGEOIS LOT! Then you have not heard of the PUBLIC HEALTH SERVICE YET! Anybody of the republic who has been to a public health institute --be it a dispensary--- in the last year, will know what I am talking about when I say HOSPITAL? What hospital!? (And that is not about CBA disputes and the long doctors' strike which was followed by the Nurses'!) I want to highlight, with a wider view, that it is not just elections that are a perpetual sham in this republic of ours, nay, public health care, like public finances at both county and national government level, are equally in tatters. But considering the level of professional, official expertise, trained competence and technical skill-base of both bureaucrats and handmaidens, the zero-rate performance of these departments needs another explanation. And I say it is an obvious tale of social decay. Whether it is Dr. Cleopas Mailu fronting the ministry of Death pretending to be Health, or Professor Dr. Kaimenyi loosing his head in bottomless Land files, or Harvardman Rotich at Finance (backed by Yaleman Njoroge at CBK) loosing their Fitch and Moody ratings, or be it Wafula Kivuitu Chebukati at IEBC cooking figures like a sordid Anne Waiguru on the NYS heist during her tenure as Devolution Queen, there is nothing wrong with the official Cv's. Yet there is everything wrong with their performance ---zero class! One can not get out this quagmire without a hard and deep take at political science and ideological mining. The affliction is called social decay, or societal rot. This is when the (official) best of the lot invariably return the worst of the results. In effect it is game over, but it can be quite a while before the scum are moved over, say litter and dead wood swept from lofty offices. That move requires a societal leap in consciousness, such a leap generating a popular consensus, or, short cut, a radical therapy which kicks bureaucratic teeth in, jump starts dormant minds, or just wipes them out. That is, for instance, public purse guardians Dr. Patrick Njoroge and Dr. Henry Rotich get life and death summons to --power point----- live before Parliament and Senate, detail exactly in two hours where and how the NYS money scam went. No idea? Then they get hanged like common cattle thieves caught in a bush track. As Dr. Kamau Thugge is called in next, knowing the score of sleepy or complicit negligence at sentry duty (respective public finances), I reckon his PS mind would have not just jump-started, nay, it would be fired and roaring real, vindicating his top marks in accounts at that Hopkins school in America! NB: Currently, PS Thugge's mind is of course operating at levels less than the boy Chinese Clerk charged with inspecting the ticket sals of the SGR! (This to advise the EXIM bank whether the grace period for the SGR loan should be extended! as the sorried pessimist Rotich has pleaded!) WHERE IS THE HEALTH CARE MONEY? NB2: Anybody literate and interested enough to read the budgetary figures ----see Henry Rotich reading his allocations, will fathom there is such money dispensed to public health, that, thrift in place, even the Swiss Health care system would be shamed! But as it is, Dr. Mailu or Professor Kaimenyi, General Nkaissery, Maatiang'i or Charity Ngilu, Public Health Service in Kenya is morgue belt! That is whey the crafty elite go abroad, to South Africa --Wanjiku paying! So, in perspective Wafula Chebukati and his sh!tty elections is just the latest explication of Kenyans paying a top price for Zero service. Fraud is the word. Systemic fraud. Remember Ezra Chiloba bought 800M worth of phones which never worked on August 8th! Some CEO I tell ya! Got a top range SUV as reward! Now we have had our repeat SHAM ELECTION. There goes another exercise in systemic fraud. Led by the blind, we will be digging deeper the ditch we are in. But no worry, an idea whose time has come is, even if you are a recidivistic General Al-Sisi determined to stand in the path of history, your conqueror. Kenya is not collapsing, it is the elite which is collapsing: rotten and far past their mortality date. The trick is to burry them without burring the republic along! Easier said than done sure, but the best option! Ama tuende tu DIVORCE maramoja, and be done with the second republic!? The AYES say YEAH, the NAYERS, NAY!
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Post by jakaswanga on Oct 28, 2017 14:46:17 GMT 3
THE FASCIST OPTION, THE SOCIALIST OPTION, THE CAPITALIST OPTION, AND OTHER OPTIONS!Not yet all options on the table! Fascism is a capitalist stabilisation program for a capitalist crisis. Scared by radical socialism, classical fascism sought to give Labour a sweet deal in exchange for labour's agreement to a life of servility under (corporatist) capital. That makes fascism the godfather of social democracy. Social democracy was invented to diffuse the need for radical socialist revolution. Social democracy is historically defined as a reasonable compromise between labour and capital, in which capital dominates the relationship but labour enjoys relative autonomy, up to and including decision seats in management (post world war II Federal German model). -The historical experience of this SD variation at its peak were the European welfare states, especially Scandinavia. At the end of the cold war, when neo-liberalism declared her historic victory, Capital saw an opportunity to show labour its place, feudal powerlessness. The social democratic deal was thrown under the shredder. It has been a slow and messy process though, thinking of Maggie Thatcher and Tony Blair. The likes of Emmanuel Macron of France are suppose to be the mopping up operations, stripping labour off her historic gains post world war II, but the historical memory of labour runs deep in that capitalist-crisis prone continent, wherefore we see disgruntled labour flirting with the likes of Marine Le Pen and, in Germany, the flirt with AFD. (The alternative fur Deutschland). Lower down the food chain in Nairobi, the (satelite) economic elite has not yet even gotten to the realisation of the (critical) need for extra-judicial dialogue with organised labour. Actually the Tom Mboya labour-blue print pointed toward the social democratic deal, but the dynamics of primitive accumulation by a bandit bourgeoisie dictated a wholly slavish and incorporated labour movement. The result was a COTU which was nothing more than an appendage and tool of the ruling primitive accumulation party, KANU. And to date, Francis Atwoli looks much more like an arrived Hog than a harbinger of labour consciousness; and Wilson Sossion, that proverbial hyena caught at the crossroads! Primitive fascism in Kenya, has, due to mini scale capital accumulation, wholly lacked the economic, capitalist corporatist Intel/consciousness to engage labour in a historic deal. That is why we see the likes of KEPSA and FKE helplessly bemoaning the business loss of a paltry 800bn due to electioneering blues. (Suppose there were to be sanctions, financial sanctions like being cut off the WB and IMF credit facilities!)Omera, KEPSA minds would short-circuit koro!? Omiyo their hair-scratching is imbecile at best, though it is a tribute to mismanaged labour relations. They have surrendered the management of the productive equation to politicians, a parasitology. But then, that is why we call our economic elite petit, satelite or infantile! (small minded that is!) Now we have entered the political activist realm in which some businesses will be targeted for boycott by the anti-establishment section, flying the flag of the National Resistance, led by arch campaigner and mass mobiliser, The Enigma Tinga.Accounting departments of business must sit upright. The political strife is set to permeate cash-flows hitherto neutral. and the result is UHURU KENYATTA 98%, RAILA 1%!--(it is a Hosni Mubarak, a Paul Kagame victory figure!) Huraah! So, tomorrow after being declared winner of the fraudulent sham election, what auspices shall the broken-wings Uhuru Kenyatta, H.E The King, call upon to stabilise the escalating economic crisis? He can of course be the fool who declared a state of emergency, arrested the opposition and became the a latter day Caesar a la General Al-Sisi of Egypt, him the bankrupt Saudi puppet. That is how tough Al-Sisi is: cashing in $30bn cheques from condescending Oil-Sheikhs in exchange for destroying the Muslim Brotherhood and setting Egypt back to Mubarak rising. Uhuru's state of emergency would be, in similar fashion, an atavistic leap back to the Arap Moi KANU one party hell hole. President Kenyatta could also, illegitimate like the duly elected Mwai Kibaki of yonder, confronted with the headaches of the morning after, get out the tape measure and start peering at where the NUSU-MKATE line should cut. (or, in his favourite imagery, see how to wield the meat cleaver to divide the meat chops!) That would be another tragic GCG. Just short of farce! But it is the economy stupid. Which brings us back to the realms of a deal between labour and capital. Of course in the ethnicised masquerade which Kenya's social contradictions adorn, the labour capital deal would have to pander to this all-consuming obsession. In that delicate process of political psychiatry is where the forgotten agenda four comes in: the resolution of HISTORICAL INJUSTICES!---See the Kriegler report, then the Bethwel Kiplagat TJRC! (no, forget the Ndung'u land report!) That is a limited national purpose we can all rally after! Raila and Kibaki in their GCG kicked the can down the street. Now it can't be kicked ahead no further. The prospect of divorce hangs over the land. The 2010 masterpiece constitution has proved hopelessly inadequate in political conflict resolution, wherefore practical human political action must now take precedent. Such initiative can't be Maatiang'i's Nkaiserrian deployment of the riot police, as in a curfew state, putting (profiled) pockets of the nation under sieke. That is when the economy will really take a TKO hit. Today it is good politics first, to get the economy right. It is toward a new deal, even if it is the old national socialist. Divining the will of the people, representing it and devising economic policies to its heart, and some more; that is the job of a democrat! Wrong diagnosis, wrong therapy, that is the digging when in a hole! I remember William Ruto's energised and frantic disputations of the election at KICC that fateful day before PEV! It was the RIGGING the problem, the rigged result being contested! someone tell the son of Jomo that! Before he burries himself in the same old hole of misdiagnosis! Yawa!
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Post by jakaswanga on Oct 29, 2017 10:16:04 GMT 3
FOOTNOTE: CHEBUKATI KIVUITU IS JUST ONE OF A LOT, DEFECT SERIAL NUMBERS FROM A CONVEYOR BELT! Let us hit some more on Professor Dr. Jacob Kaimenyi at Lands. Just to underscore Wafula Chebukati is not the only defect topgun in town, messing himself up in public, self-destructing in broad daylight! FOOTNOTE: THE PROFESSORIALLY LOUD SILENCE OVER THE NDUNG'U REPORTIf you have been to the airport of late, you know how quickly the Biometric system was implemented after that famous fire. --That speed, is how I rate Jacob Kaimenyi's performance a sh!t head's, albeit deliberate. when was it he was reshuffled to lands? JACOB KAIMENYI: I remember him from education. A clueless weakling, he was defeated by the nefarious Kartels of Mtihani house. It took the SDA hardhead, Fred Maatiang'i and the capo prof. George Magoha as his sidekick, to chop off a few tentacles of the evil octopus. That was Maatiang'i as a rising Knight, before security power corroded his wits, reducing him to a colonial killer bum.WHY WONT KAIMENYI MAKE HASTE TO DIGITALISE, BIOMETRICISE? Because his job is to derail Ndung'u. Uhuru Kenyatta is of course the prince guardian of the greatest land-grabber family in the republic. Before his family divests --sheds off criminally hot real estate, he needs obfuscation. Some will remember Attorney General Githu Muigai (---another professor of sorts!) telling off the Hague ICC on how much land Uhuru Kenyatta owns. -- 'I wont go on a fishing expedition for you! Lazy court!' Githu intoned with mocking seriousness. A FEUDAL statistic which says it all Charity Ngilu, now back in the opposition, had also been hired to obfuscate land issues. For a while she was Ndung'u illiterate! Then the Charity became too much for Ngilu; there was a fall-out, and pay back from the powers that be. (Eh, the Jimmy Wanjigi treatment the other day!) NAIROBI, Kenya, Nov 4 - Cabinet Secretary Charity Ngilu has failed to furnish the National Assembly Committee on Lands and Urban Development with information- Now it is Kaimenyi's time, to oversee the stalling, and fencing off the day of Ndung'u. That is the political economy of our professor at lands. He wasn't hired for his brilliance. Jack is in a job because of his eargerness to acquiesce to being a tool of loot, to the powers that be. A role he was born for, from his satisfied smiles on tour! SAFARICOM with her 30M Mpesa accounts and 40 million subscribers making 40 SMS + phone calls a day, is a powerbank on the digitalisation of records, instantaneous computation, and the data mining by disputes or mistaken transactions. The Lands Cabinet Secretary, Prof. Jacob Kaimenyi inspecting records in Mombasa That means, if for academic purposes you have pulsed software engineers at SAFARICOM, inquiring whether these Telekom computations are a ROCKET SCIENCE, and the kids laughed back, grinning it is nothing really, just simple algorithms in a CPU, then the picture of a professorial minister viewing a heap of rat-gnawed papers purporting to be the LAND RECORDS in a country where the TITLE DEED is holier than the QURAN, registers as FARCE. And when the whole professor does not make haste, while the HOLY collateral for bank loans is the title-deed, I read his professorial smile with the same transparency I used to read the visitation of a hooker, whenever I vie late into Simmers! (in Kampala!) Lands Cabinet Secretary Jacob Kaimenyi (right) inspects the Maua Lands Registry. Cases of fraud have been reported in the renewal of land leases. PHOTO Land CS Jacob Kaimenyi with national land commission chair professor Muhammad Swazuri at Kwale land registry Howbeit Jacob Weakwill Kaimenyi was transferred to Lands. That paper wasteland is where the administrative corpses of Charity Ngilu and James Orengo, are holographically marooned. The wasted apparitions of the would-be progressives are locked thence in eternal regret, like the soul of a Pharaoh given a bad burial. There too, Kaimenyi has been (usefully) banished for dead duty, to, as we deciphered, excell in anti-Ndung'u commission Lacklustrity. Here is a clue to his complicit uselessness. At this period in time after a sham election, the government will be embroiled in survival turmoil. There will be a crisis of legitimacy. Cartels connected to entrenched bureaucrats will have a field day exploiting the power vacuum, and already incompetent ministers like Jacob Kaimenyi will be fat meals all round town. Perfect sitting lame ducks. Kaimenyi finds workers absent, archaic systems in surprise Embu office visit | The Star, Kenya Lands and Physical Planning Cabinet Secretary Prof. Jacob Kaimenyi at the Kisumu Ministry of landsKaimenyi: land records to be fully digitized by end of 2016 2017 october: cartels have him by the balls! he is a sh!t head, aint he!? Just as he was at education!
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Post by jakaswanga on Oct 29, 2017 13:44:12 GMT 3
FOOTNOTES: CBK PATRICK NJOROGE AS THE INFAMOUS OSTRICHHis head deep in banking mythology, the governor of the central bank of Kenya is a mercenary comedian. Hijacked by parochial banking interests, he is variously an acute case of the Stockholm sydrome or a Manchurian candidate activated. The most important statistics is meaningless to him. And that makes him the proverbial ostrich of the bared hinds but invisible head. The truth is it is labour which earns the keep, which buoys the Kenya shilling, but Njoroge thinks it is bankers motorising the economy. Realists keep an eye on the figures. Kenyans (for that matter Africans working abroad) are the real deal in these fake economies. But Central Bankers like Patrick Njoroge (and the rest of the continent's IMF-installed banking ticks) have their math upside down. To them, BANKERS are the dynamic force which need all autonomy to go about their business without prying nor curtailing legislation. This is why Njoroge is abrasive enough to sabotage the Interests capping law, claiming it is the worst thing the politicians ever did to the Kenyan economy. That is paid bullsh!t. Kenyan bankers with their shark-like +20% interest rates and extortion service charges, are a pure breed parasite racket, not to mention a fraudulent and corruption money laundering infrastructure. For sooth Kenyan labour abroad is the buoy under the shilling, but Patrick Njoroge's ideological cretinism blocks his senses off a correct interpretation of this reality. So, the point is, no less than IEBC Chebukati and his sham elections which cost the moon, the CBK is also peddling false consciousness and taking the nation for a ride. Not that they fool anybody other than their deluded selves really. Here is a hint. That and Chinese loans. And what is the tax rate on the remittances? Kenya is a high charger, even for MPESA and Airtelmoney! That is Njoroge and his (Rotich alligned) bankers being the parasitic middlemen, wherefore Hawallah must do what it has to do, bypassing statistics. In real economies standing ideologically upright, the goose which lays the golden egg is encouraged some more ---by tax breaks, for instance. A sharp central banker of Kenya (and other African remittance economies) would sign deals with the likes of money moving platforms (like Moneygram or Western Union?), to reduce the transfer charges to Kenya, to just about zero. ----That is a joke. Those two are old school monoliths, digitally too illiterate. There are new Chinese platforms which will charge 80% less than your standard Western remmitance middlemen! But then, the catch, your Banking systems has to ask to join! But we are married to SWIFT by colonial DIKTAT, and just like Patrick Njoroge refused to apply to join the China-launched Asia Investment and Infrastructure Bank (while that is the bank financing our flagpost SGR), so too does he refuse to join alternatives to SWIFT! But the cat was already out of the bag, forewarned was forearmed This past week Xi Jin Pin really went at it, outlining Asian century with China at its centre. The occasion was There was once a LOOK-EAST president of Kenya. His name was Emilio Mwai Kibaki. A old Makerere don of econs he was. Those of us who heard of him, even as a faded drunkard, still ooze academic respect at him, while urinating contempt anytime on sh!theads like Patrick Njoroge. I am just making sure we remember to cut Wafula Chebukati some slack. There are lots of --in Kibaki speak--- mavi ya kuku creeps up there in the bureaucratic ladders of Kenya. All running a sham! Patrick Njoroge, refusing the CBK to look East, is the worst performer. His predecessor Njungunah Ndung'u was such a mavi ya kuku fifth column. Kibaki asked Mwiraria once: who hired this moron? Emilio was right. Ndung'u is now a disgraced buffoon. We wish a better fate for Patrick.
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 4, 2017 11:54:16 GMT 3
AND THAT WAS YOUR ELECTION THEN, so what now? Under the current disposition of contending social forces in Kenya, the office or auspice of the independent electoral commission, is like a parliament under the one-party state, a status-quo rubberstamp. Wafula Chebukati has been a figurant. And he perceived it both consciously and instinctively. He is not psychopathologically mercenary enough, unscrupulous enough, morally indifferent enough to serve rot to his country without a flush, nor a tick of conscience. That is why for such a robust man and reputedly sharp lawyer, his body language has been that of a harlot in waiting, a diminished dog choking on dissent but out of options than whimper before the master. Never has a huge man been so visibly flaccid. Let me be clear. The problem is not the sham election itself. There are bales of sham, reputed but shameful elections around the world. And it goes on. In fact there is now proof the New York (DP) primaries, doing Hilary Clinton a favour, excluded over a hundred thousand (Brooklyn) voters, all deemed pro Bernie Sanders! An electoral America flawed like any third world state, your clear Kenyan head might think! Alas, enter Obama's former busy bee, John Kerry, as your delegated democratic invigilator from Carter foundation, wagging fingers abroad! Waawu, what a foggy mind, what a John! one dim Cyclopean eye blinded by a giant spec, dark on the home front. Chebukati's irrepressible apologetics when fronting farce, makes him a more evolved, superior moral to the likes of John Kerry. (That was the day Sergei Lavrov offered him a drink in Geneva over Syria: 'Give me a list of your good terrorists, Kerry, Putin does not see the difference from high-up!' The selfsame John Kerry in an after-Obama-life, appeared in Nairobi as nothing less than an imperial mercenary and on the sidelines, a Tony-Blair-like profiteer, a career whitewasher endorsing sham elections around and beyond! By default Kerry does the same at home. He surely must be an errand boy for Bechtel or Hurlliburton or Blackwater or all of them the usual suspects! (I have been reading the INSIDER on the dual carriage to be built by Bechtel between Mombasa and Nairobi, and how it fits with how Nicolas Muraguri ( ?) got away with contravening American law. That was during the ksh. 5Bn heist which turned Afya into Mafya House, also dubbed the HealthGate scandal. Health CS Cleopa Mailu with PS Nicholas Muraguri during the Sunday press briefing. PHOTO: MONICAH MWANGI/THE STAR But that is another story. THE ENLIGHTENMENTTwo centuries of it and counting, meanwhile sham elections are always vogue! Sham elections!? No, not even the Great Protestant Luther who launched the reformation in Christianity had an idea of elections, let alone the peoples will in power! No, sham elections are endorsed everyday by some of the most self-righteous personalities you ever heard of (even the Pope, that holy pretender cloak at the head of the Catholic pedofile mission!) We therefore must recognise how much of a terrifying idea it is, free and fair elections, universal suffrage model. Count me the polities where you saw free and fair elections the last two centuries, since the idea was floated in Athens, three thousand years ago! In my local Nyanza, where all progressives come from, the last time the popular party held her primaries, it was like the above mentioned Democratic party chicanery in New York! That means on any given day when I feel like it --likely when my wife refuses to excel at head, I can walk up to Otiende Amollo and James Orengo and tell: Give Luoland a break, O brilliant lawyers! Go fak with Kenyans as you mealy mouth the words credibility, transparent and fair democratic processes. Your ODM conducted primaries here the other day, they were a sham, they were opaque auction, corrupt and cronyistic. I went to investigate for myself why Raila was stoned at Aram market. It was a tale of the masses rejecting ODM institutionalised rigging, then the treacherous branding of Gumbo and Adhola as Jubilee moles, broke the camel's back! This hypocrisy is what the orphan Raphael Tuju is fleeing from! (and which William Oduol on the other side, has tactically decided to swallow, swayed by the scent of bribes!)I am just saying political systems can take a lot of bull, sh!t and punches on the face, yet continue smiling. Howbeit institutionally rigged elections can even become a hallmark of stability, in deed the source of a country's pride (like once with Mexico's institutional revolutionary party!) That charade will hold when the economy is on the up, up and the opportunities are dropping on laps like manna from heaven. That is, there is a social consensus there is a future for all, within. But there are particular moments in history when a nation ougrows a particular brand of bull. That is when the cake slices are up, the party is over, there is a reality check, and the people grapple to re-ground themselves in a new reality. Rebellion is in the air. Things fall apart. It is like when Alice gotta get out of wonderland some day. SOUTH AFRICAN TRICK: APARTHEID ENDED, CAPITALISM STAYED, RULING CLASS EXPANDED AND LOCALISED SOME There is this day when it came, that South Africa could no longer hold another election in which only white people were eligible. Should it have done so, and gone on to swear in another white, sham president, the sh!tstorm would have been reaped at its filthiest. That is to say, Nuclear power or not, strongest economy in Africa or not, the capitalist variant of bullsh!t manifesting itself ideologically as apartheid had reached its limit. From then, it was just President Madiba, even before the jailbird himself accepted he would be a candidate! Tutu and Mandela, once they got at it, it usually took Walter Sisulu to shut their loose mouths up, goes the legend. MANDELA: Sisulu, this clerical comedian Tutu called me his Excellency Mr President. I slapped him off it. I am not interested in such a lowly position like the Presidency, Desmond. I am already a living God, and you do well to refer to me as His Divinity, The God Rohilalah!TUTU: De Klerk, keep this blaspheming and satanic rascal some more in jail, That he may come to his senses, however little! MANDELA: Beware of the advise of foolish clergymen, De Klerk. Divine King Mandela in his infallible wisdom will soon be calling the shots, and it is you who could spend your next life time in jail, peddling lip service to mighty black studs ! -No!?De Klerk at this juncture was still President and commander in chief of the republic. But he was already a political carcass, and he knew it. They all knew it. But the people had known it a bit earlier. In Soweto for instance, portraits of Mandela had been hanging on walls for 25 years, some faded in the meantime. The jailed terrorist leader was advertised as HIS EXCELLENCY, THE PEOPLES PRESIDENT PRESIDENT MADIBA! NB: Mandela would tell a hilariously dark joke in his retirement. He was alone taking a walk, trying to organise his mind in Xhosa Transkei soon after his release. Everywhere the press was full of his fame. Then he met a young girl, uniformed and going to school. The girl greeted him in customary politeness, then twitching her nose into a conspiratorial understanding, vented: - 'Have you heard of this Mandela? He is all over the place, the press and the radio. Our teachers are full of him too. But me I don't like him. He was just sleeping over there in Robben Island while our people died in Soweto and Sharpeville. My parents clean his portrait everyday then keep it deep in a box, and we stand at attention and call him President Rohilala, everyday since I was born, and before I was born too. Now this Mandela is free and you only see him with White People! He doesn't come to us to share his freedom, we who started loving him even before we were born. No, I think Madiba has lost his way. He is still sleeping like he was in prison! I don't like his sleepy head'. And on her way she went. Leaving a deeply disturbed Madiba. No, it wasn't a hilarious joke. It was a dark observation. Mandela laughed, then the audience died. He said: 'That sleepy head, meant I have chosen the path of reconciliation. Not every head which will come to power, will be that sleeping sickness sick in the head!' Some parting shot! The problem with Kenya then, is she moved on. It is called a jump in consciousness. You see, while Kagame can get away with his 100% wins, and Kabila and Museveni with their eternal terms, and Idris Debbi of Chad can frown any opposition to death, Kenya moved past that kind of docile, sheep-brained stuff. The economic reality in Kenya is such that politicians are only formally powerful. For instance, China's EXIM bank, or the CEO of Safaricom, we all know, are more important to the Kenyan economy than both CBK governor (Patrick Njoroge) and Minister of Finance (David Rotich). We also know the foreign-debt-funded fat paycheques of Kenyan politicians are a fictitious measure, they are a tribute to small-minded greed in power, hogs sabotaging the national economy. We recognise our farce, and are self aware. That is a very volatile place to be. But it also places tremendous restraints on what politicians can do with the organised violence of state power. Show balls and arrest Raila Odinga for treason, the likes of Mutahi Ngunyi extol Uhuru Kenyatta! Well, the son of Jomo may be dim -too many deep bottles, but he aint a total fool, is he!? His survival instincts are pretty fine, methinks! It is not that he lacks the balls. It is that he has the sense to know a Kenyan politician, even his Excellency, does not call the shots around here. That is how come, for instance, he signed the interest rates cap bill into law, but Patrick Njoroge went immediately to New York and told world finance, that law is a temporary and inconsequential nondescript. Toilet paper. If Muigai Kenyatta were president in facto, I tell you the insubordinate CBK governor, Njoroge the Opus, would have stayed in New York like Roselyn Akombe. Uhuru Kenyatta feels his place pretty well. The kernel. Then there is this. The legacy of national contempt for political scum and bureaucratic scumbags, of which now Miguna Miguna is the personification, is also the necessary curse of Mwai Kibaki's big brains. The laid-back Othaya drunk could accommodate any criticism, absorb any interrogation his narrow-minded contemporaries would wax livid at as infamy. That bloggers are arraigned in court for 'disrespecting' Uhuruto ---former indictees on charges of crimes against humanity, has served only to underscore how petty, wretched and outdatedy minded the core of the Jubilee regime really is. It is a pettiness which has killed the office of the DPP, and turned Keriako Tobiko into clueless litter. (Another much lauded pillar of the August constitution down!) Awakened Kenya requires something mentally much more sophisticated. Requires the therapy of a mind even more open than Mwai Kibaki's nonchalant arrogance. (Uhuru Kenyatta's mental collapse at the nullification of his 8th of August win, when he railed against and berated Maraga's court, is an equivocation of the president's diminished faculties in this respect!) The Kibakish big-minded bend is why Miguna Miguna spellbinds Kenyans these days. The Big Mig is far from mediocre even on his off days. He is ever articulate, relishes his intelligence to a boisterous degree, he is out in the open making his points, and, for all fhis fullness of himself, few are able to master the mind to rise up to corner him. And so like the super arrogant Mwai Kibaki, Miguna reduces everybody to mavi ya kuku, by the sheer power of his undaunted intellect. (I have been amusing myself watching the Luo sheep who exorcised him after he belittled The Deity of Kavirondo in a famous book, make amends and shyly shuffle tongues to rehabilitate Njugunah Njugunah!) MWAI KIBAKI REVISITED I have narrated elsewhere with glee, how a trapped Evans Gicheru nearly let the bible drop, his hands shaking, his brows breaking in sweat. -2007: Kibaki demanded to know with some cheek: if he was so duly elected, how come the swearing in was such a furtive and parochial affair? Why was it a one-sided hush-hush low-light show like another Gikuyu oathing day!? 'Why this incestuous Gikuyu power party, Gicheru!' Gicheru's mind jammed. If only poor Evans had possessed the duplicity of a Cato! -'Get on with it then, thy Meru c.unt!' A drunken Kibaki grinned at the paralysed mercenary bureaucrat! 'We don't want that uncut boy crashing our exclusive GEMA party, do we!?' That is my man! Emilio the Othaya don. Drunk, he could still make riggers like John Michuki pee in their pants. It is a national holocaust his mind, sober, was lost to drink forever, and Kenya knew it not! (Aaah, Emilio's dead mind I mourn. At full might, he was no lesser to Mahathir, no lesser to Kuan Lee. But like a c.ock that died a virgin, Mwai's mind never fertilised the land. And now it lies dead, burried under drink and age and lost to the Alzheimer winds forever! Aaah, what a loss! What a blow to Kenya, and Africa at large!) Anyway Once Kenya had a taste of Don Emilio at the top, we were spoilt. And remember it was Don Emilio operative at barely 25% of his historical faculties. -Aaah! So now, tragi-comical stupidities like of Kivuitu Chebukati and his IEBC; infantile tantrums like of Uhuru Muigai Kenyatta when Maraga nullified his algorithmic concocted vifaranga victory; frog crocks of IG Boinnet or the Alpha Male chest thumps of the ape Fred Matiang'i, are but comedy shows which remind Kenya of what we no longer care to be, however much we try out the KANU recidivist gimmick robes. We are too sophisticated, like children who grew up, and now know what mum and dad get up to behind closed bedroom doors! (that whine is not daddy's electric shaver. That is in the bathroom. The bedroom one is mummy's vibrator, the Black Tarzan!) We just moved on from a state of emergency. When you are a country which slays the ICC and tames monsters like Moreno Ocampo, things like Chebukati and Chiloba selling you sh!t elections become beneath your dignity. See also the ease with which we go about the secession debate. Now it is Mombasa. Did you fathom the hysterical nervousness with which the cheapened Iberians reacted to Catalonia's pitch for independence? And have you seen the Turks froth and squirm in murderous rage at Kurdish suggestions of separation!? Kenya, we are light years ahead of such European banana mindsets, who are easily excited to excessive bureaucratic stupidities when confronted with cries for self determination by a section of the people. But Jubilee seems very banana. Passing electoral laws in one session, like Madrid which passed a multitude of them in one session, to contain Catalonia. Quixotes will stay quixotes! Dead end evolution. Spanish police units stormed voting booths in Catalonia to prevent referendum voting on independence! Did you hear what the EU said!? Spanish riot police fight to suppress Catalonia's defiant referendum vote
Riot police grab at a woman near a polling station for the banned independence referendum in Barcelona, Spain, on Oct. 1, 2017.Next time you see this Scandinavish beauty, MARIETJE SCHAAKE, giving commentary in Nairobi, concentrate on her beauty, not her senses.
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 6, 2017 21:23:09 GMT 3
PESA POSTION (KAW KORI!) --SHOW YOUR TRUE COLOURS!
The Old Man of The Sea, has a bag of tricks when trapped! but there is a way about him. More about that later.
First: The occasion of the boycott call by NASA, the political behemoth now morphed into the National resistance Movement, is an opportunity to mentally salivate over the obfuscations which will mask the social stratification of Kenya, with respect to capital. In the old days, in the classics, we came across theorists like Cabral, Lenin, Gramsci ---and a host of revolutionary Marxists perform a radical post-moterm on the attitudes of various social groups, toward radical change, depending on their position vis-a-vis the accumulation of capital.
And then the politically unconscious Lumpem who, pay as you go, were for hire by anybody paying the going rate at that moment. --Of loyalty to nothing, not even themselves, this group is positively subhuman and, according to I think Fanon, only by participating in the national liberation do they discover a semblance of humanity in themselves.
And thus I have been amusing myself, going through the statements of various interests on the boycott. It is much easier to think: given the amount of money transferred on mobile platforms will likely, at least, stay the same, at most increase, it is the MONOPOLY position of MPESA which is under siege. AIRTELMONEY, and the Banker's lackluster, afterthought and catch up attempt called PESALINK, so squeezed by the monopolist corporatist shark ferocity of SAFARICOM'S Mpesa, may find buoy a foothold in the boycott to surface from under. This tarbulence will just be a re-arrangement of the market, the money flow being indifferent to the boycott, but no overal loss of jobs in the sector. Mpesa could dip 20%, and Airtel money up 20%. Some typically Green coloured kiosks would just switch to red colours. Yap!
So why do clever people insist on saying stupid things!? They just fail to think. Clever people who do not think are no better than corpses in the morgue you know.
And then there is lying for propaganda.
William Ruto's days as a good liar are over. There are certain lies presidential material does not tell. Coz he then evolves into a clown. Of course a nation can have a clown at the top, even The White House for that matter, but you know how it is. The word out there is The presidency of Donald Trump is a fall of the USA. It is Self-degradation and escalated international depreciation.
During the apartheid days, there was a consumer boycott movement in the USA. I remember some big oil companies reckoned they were too big to notice. But a trip to the way they reasoned is instructive. Then there is the question of Palestine today, and something called BDS!
BDS!?
All I remember hearing is that Hilary Clinton was set to criminalise BDS'ers! What I know is the tale of The Old Man of The Sea. Eidothea, his daughter, betrayed him to Menelaos the Atreide. 'Hold him in all might and concentrate. He will change into many things, adopt all disguises of the living world --a writhing snake, a cool breeze, flowing water, a talking walking stick, a mating bird, but whatever, fear not and hold firm until he adopts the original form you found him in. Then will he reveal the truth to you, O thy wretched mortals!'
And that is the way it is with the class struggle. Hold firm and maintain the think. Because it will adopt obscurantist forms, woolly disguises and confusing narratives. But if you always reduce it to class struggle, its primary form, then shall you hold the truth firm in your hand, and clear in your head.
So lets have our narrative of Luo versus Kikuyu conflict! White versus black, Muslim versus Christian, West versus East
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But we are on top of the Proteus chicanery, aint we!?
Ach, I am!
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 9, 2017 22:33:22 GMT 3
NATIONAL RECONCILIATION AS AN UNENDING HYMN: irreconcillable differences?Uhuru Muigai Kenyatta, a Muthamaki of sorts to his darlings, some of who fondly dub him Kamwana, a title with Biblical undertones of divine fulfilment, must have spent at least one moment of the past days, wandering the land of The Wishes. This wishfulness, if it did ---as I wager--inflict this ruefulness, was triggered by an alcoholic consumption of the events in Saudi Arabia. There, a mere Prince, even if a crown one at that, hiding under his father's half-dead supreme mind, executed a ruthless purge on all sectors of competitor power. MBS's ascension to the throne dictates antics befitting of Richard the 3rd. It wasn't just an act of arbitrary paranoia, this was a real power struggle playing out in flesh and blood. -The people of Lebanon know they will soon be where the grass is when two elephants mate. They already gaped at their drugged Prime Minister, or former, something called Hariri, resign from his post live on foreign TV. A few hours later, the Lebanese became aware their defenceless country had declared war on their Sugar Daddy, the Sunni Kingdom of Saudi Arabia! Well, they know what pounds are befalling Yemen. The rising Kamwana of Arabia is truly aggressive; and from this mess only murder will be more definite. Half measures like House Arrests, frozen accounts, exiles to air-conditioned tents in the desert, or confinement to pheromonous Harems, can all be undone. But dead tend to stay dead.
Crown prince Bin Salman hasn't reached that dead-end conclusion yet. Or he has, but there are still some shots too long for him to call, upstart boy. But should his more dead than alive father, The King, complete his death now, methinks the crown prince will have to stay alive by others, now purged but alive, going mostly dead. But with murky helicopter crashes reported far-away in the desert, this stage could already be the case.A self aware Kenyan taking stock of some of these developments will feel confidently superior. Imagine plotting to unban women from driving cars passes for a radical reform in some countries! O My, some planet of the apes that country!? Have you used the Kenyan highways of late? and had close shaves with those don't-care female chauffeurs manning monster Chinese trucks on the road-building trail!? 30-toners topped up with bolders and bearing down on you in your probox or even Wahome Gakuru class Mercedes Benz! Women! Give them power over the wheel, they become road terrorists worse than Mad Max beasts! (I am all for a old Saudi-like ban on female driving! They should stick to riding C.ock! As God intended!) Radical reforms my c.ock! Well, Civilised Kenya has her power challenges too, stalemate which just recreate themselves in new forms but do not evolve historically. Nonetheless meseems we have, despite the QweQwe-throwback Dandora and Kayole Hesi's, moved past those bloody Richard the 3rd sordidities of old. Privately, however, one can't be too careful. Our women drive anything they want anywhere, including kitchen knives through your manly throat or ribs. The other day I saw the press report some rugby bull died in such fashion in Nakuru. But politically speaking, His Excellency the modern Kenyan president has no such despotic powers like yonder. Absolutely, he can not conduct a weirdo medieval purge as Mohammed Bin Salman has exhibited in that desert asylum, aka KSA. Here in Kenya, Kamwana can hardly ban some obscure NGO nor freeze its bank account before some Judge in some court shoves the order back his presidential arz! And if Kamwana signs some bill bankers don't like? there is always some bank clerk at the Central Bank to shred the silly presidential signature into bin matter. Even the electoral reform laws the Jubilee parliament passed unanimously in 10 minutes of debate -----(like the De Facto to the De Jure passage of the KANU one-party-state bill under Moi to prevent Anyona and Jaramogi from launching an opposition party!)----- has continued to lie in state. The president's hand are continuously trembling above the papers, his mind paralysed by vague fears. And just as well! The presidency is cut down to size, some. A conduit for (state) loot seems to be the presidency's only remaining undisputed power these days. A reckless Kenyan president trusting on powers he holds not to tame the troublesome opposition, would just be a suicidal fool. Kenya has a diluted presidency to underscore the social stalemate. That (dilution) is what people like Kenneth Matiba got detained for, and (ended up) paralysed for, in jail. The man who is a busy-bee trashing Kamwana's latest win, Raila Odinga, too spent a long time in the cooler, only to emerge as the father of the 2nd liberation. All this and more suffering by many more others, so that the imperial powers usurped to the Presidency by a thieving political bureaucracy, be clawed back and the imperial auspices be curtailed. Part of the process has been an attempt to cull the excesses of the state by means of a new constitution. Of course this is putting the cart before the horse, but nevertheless it is a step in the right direction, even as the new constitution is up for mutilation, just like its Lancaster predecessor soon after independence. That repetition of sets is a sign of political stagnation. Here are the two leading princess of Kenya going through the motions, consoling Ken Matiba: But then again, you watched them laud Nicolas Biwott, the Moi consigliere who made sure people like Matiba were denied medical attention in jail, as a great Kenyan! ---That is a taste of the moral fibre of competing at the top of Kenya! But unlike these guys, I am in no position to eat my cake and have it! I have my mind to make up! You know, like mesays that repeat thing Chebukati called a free and fair election on the 26th, was just more bullsh!t! Kenya is great, but we full of so much sh!t I can't help thinking there gotta be a heavy toilet session in the offing! Continued.
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 11, 2017 17:38:31 GMT 3
THE POLITICAL TOOL OF BOYCOTT COMES INTO SEASONEven those of us recessed into a troglodytic existence of a recluse have, by now, heard tell of the targeted NASA boycotts. The headlines (of both print and audio media) have been awash with the theatrical, national paroxysm of agony about the subject. NASA has meanwhile baptised or pimped itself into the NRM, the national resistance movement. I remember young Yoweri Kaguta M7 with something like that. NRM. The royal Baganda were on point when they intoned the N (for National) was subterfuge for Nyarwanda, but they missed the hardcore implication. It is a long story but let me shorten it like this: The core of M7's army was in deed Ugando-Rwandese. Toughest battlefront commander was one, Fred Ruigyema. Toughest disciplinarian and strategist was one, Brother Paul (Kagame). Behind them was a battery of cold young men and insanely ruthless women --survivors of Habyarmana's rape camps which had been in existence for two decades. This crew had all signed up for Home, Vengeance or Death. They would risk it all. Revenge is a dish best served cold, was what the core of Tutsi nationalism had become in exile, purified and forged by 50 years of intermittent genocide at the hands of Hutu extremists. The royal Baganda, superior by nature, born to rule over others in their mythology, twitched their noses at the lowly Ankole Longhorn, his Somali-like bastard brother, and his riff-raff band of pseudo-Ugandan Tutsis. They didn't perceive it was the future arrived. And it had no place for the mythologies of the royal Baganda people. The Kenyan version of NRM is of course an all round tame and lame affair. We do not have the subhuman history of the traumatic horrors akin to the Rwanda-like genocides or NAZI-like holocaust which have left the victimised people insane with the thirst for revenge. So we do selective boycotts, like on SAFCOM and BIDCO. But even then, just lip service! After all, if Safaricom rigged Uhuru in, so did it, as collateral advantage, rig in the fraternity of NASA governors and the rest! So they can't cut their safaricom lines, can they!? Vifaranga fakas! But that boycott is not my topic for today. My topic for today is the other boycott! -other boycott? AHOY! JUBILEE PUNDITS TO BOYCOTT PANEL PLATFORMSDid you know? Jubilee too has a boycott of its own going on! Hold your laughter right there. This is not April One. For sooth the Jubilee litmus papers have certified the Kenya media, especially the political panels and interview platforms, toxic. The hosts are all biased and paid-up pro NRM operatives. At least that is the overriding, official Jubilee sentiment. As such, Jubilee pundits, Jubilee-allied analysts and other PR-rats, have, to protect their sensitive minds, been ordered to keep off tele- and audio media which are the mass broadcasters. Even the ones owned by the Kenyatta family are suspect!I should come again really! Really! Uhuru Kenyatta, a media mogul, once --in a dangerousLY honest slip of the tongue--- described newspapers as fresh meat wraps, and R&Tv as hot air talk. The Boss injured the pride of those working for his imperium, that is those of them who had a semblance of professional dignity, however distorted. The Jubilee fraternity have not been able to fix the debates. And the jubilee machine has not been able to fix panellists nor the opposants on the platforms. That is how Raphael Tuju chickened out of a mundu-khu-mundi with the NASA CEO, Norman Magaya. That is how earlier on, Incumbent Uhuru was prevailed upon to boycot the presidential debates! If you do not WWF the debate upfront, script the gladiatoral contest beforehand, and if the other party is as intellectually versatile as you are, perhaps even more charged and the keener, then you wont get away with talking nonsense, nor will you walk away peddling falsehoods. Nay, your lies and factual distortions get highlighted on the dot, cudgels rain on your skull, and you can indeed suffer a career-threatening decorum degrade. And then you boycott, for own safety, but concoct PR excuses! THE METAMORPHOSIS, DICTATED BY THE STRUGGLE It has been a treasure to watch some Nyanza politicians rise from dusty disuse like the proverbial phoenix. Where only three years ago, a scorch-earth Miguna disparaged the caliphate lights as inconsequential dregs, nullos having minds deadened beyond any murmuring of initiative thought, since their mental subordination to Raila condemned them to wallow in sycophantic vomit, there has been an undeniable vibe of resurrection. Well, unleashed like dogs too long in the kernel, the freedom dance of the Kavirondo fishermen has been an ecclesiastic cascade of articulation. Waawu! Kaluma Opondo, my Homa Bay man, these days talks constitutional law like a cocky occult. Otiende Amollo can't help himself. Free to think on his own, he knows he is in a class of his own. The calibre which projected him to the team that prescribed the 2010 constitution has been hinting at itself. What can Tobiko's people do, but grab Amollo's balls and try a physical assault!? (That was the day he was arguing Embakasi Babu Owino out of a Kiambu court) Even James Orengo, when he is not his old mercenary self defending Luoland ODM vifaranga governors in Nyanza courts, has evolved into a legal powerhouse in national courts. His appearance will dictate knowledge of law at levels beyond the ear-boggling if empty pomposity of Jubilee's trioxidated PLO. Only the lakeside sisters are a bit fishy, none to match the venom-laced, uranium-tipped spear tongues of Malindi's Aisha Jumwa, or Mombasa's Mishi Mboko! I wont talk long about Miguna Miguna yet. Behind the scenes the incumbent powers are trying to work out a gag, than is a ban from the public podium where he is more of a killer drone spitting hellfire missiles without a bother of the body count amongst the innocent! I have now completed a slow re-read of his Nairobi manifesto. And I need to do a Luo pivot post first. We, the people of the lake, denounced him as Njugunah Njugunah (much like David Ndii is known as David Ondii in Mount Kenya!). We acted loss of mind at the behest of King Raila who condemned him, Big Mig, mental. It is still a painful episode for the thinking types of the lake. A drama (teaching) friend of mine is (proposing) writing a play about it: The King is always right! He asked me to brainwave along and I drew him a cartoon: The trying scene pictures the Luo political bureaucracy at a dinner table. They are waiting on the appetiser. Raila has made his best effort to fill the bowl of soup with the chequered, viscous contents of his able intestines. An over enthusiastic Gladdy's Wanga look alike handles the ladle, dishes helpings around! 'Delicious!' grins Agwambo with that kitendawili shine! ---MMMM, respond the best and brightest of the Nyanza ODM machinery, even as they plot escape routes. Their water bottles under the table on call, branded Jubilee, are coming in handy!Well, they are no longer eating sh!t and trying to pass it on for hot cakes. It shows all round in their vibe. That role is now reversed and its the Jubilee side falling short, trying their best at selling sh!t, and, finding no buyers, even pretender buyers, having to go back for a huge re-think. Thus the boycott of heavyweight media talkshows. NB: I studied the ODM Nyanza brigade trying to sell the rigged ODM primary to the people of the Lake. Ati that is the way they served the Agwambo cause best, swallowing the ODM rigging to effect a six-piece block sweep. It was pathetic. The blowback was a near civil war. That anger remained palpable for long. I watched a brilliant mind jam at Ndori (off Bondo) when a bodaboda gang loyal to a certain Abiola cornered him: 'Omera ling' thii, in Jakuo kaka Ouru. Isekwalo hap Abiola! Cham mos! Ogwangni!' Jamming was one of our best constitutional legal minds! ('lest we cut off your tongue for you, stay it. You have stolen the blessings of a brother, eat in silence, rigger!') --was the cold-blooded put down in public. So the Nyanza troupe has to perform, or sink, bursted by peoples anger at rigged elections, local elections! Quid pro Quo! That is the deal. THE MEDIA LANDSCAPE IN NAIROBII have read the media juice with gratifying amusement. It is a crown of thorns, a throne of vipers and an audience like a Roman crowd at a gladiatoral arena. Charming all these interests requires a formidable circus artist. The producers, like advertisers, want ever maximum viewer ratings. That means you have to invite interesting people. The political parties want their anointed propagandists hammering the party line, day in day out. That bores viewers to death, even the faithful. And they boo even their own. The media house owners want it all. They want top profit --highest viewer ratings; they want to appease the government ---for adverts and freedom from bureaucratic arm twisting; they also want to pander to certain (sponsored) interests for their own commercial and emotional purposes. But that is life, you can't have it all. And the presenters want to be divas, expensive neurotic divas! Then there are their graces, the analysts or pundits themselves. There is money in it for them too. But most of them are caught in what is called The Warp. This is when despite high intelligence, one has to stick to party orthodoxy, stale sloganeering, or even peddle rotware which even their own body language rejects. This is when an otherwise mentally able chap quickly degenerates into an iconic public fool, caricaturing his true self, live. Then too, if such a warped individual happens to have as opponent, the ever full moon tempers of the killer shark Miguna Miguna, he or she will be a meal torn to pieces without respite. What is a demagogue!? Lary Madowo wanted Miguna Miguna to apologise for classifying Uhuruto as an act in demagoguery! Actually that is exactly what Uhuru and Ruto did, when they turn the tables on the Hague ICC! They mobilised public opinion, prayer rallies and all, not by morally upright ideas --justice, but exciting nationalist, anti-foreigner sentiments. A revolution can not be bloodless!? Or? Madowo could have upped the stakes on Miguna by fronting the question if the Tzchek revolution which brought Vaclav Havel to Power was bloody? There are not many peaceful revolutions to go by, but it should be possible to come up with a few debatable examples; and if one is on air and they do not know, one just eats humble pie and asks the wide audience out there to swipe their mobile phones and twitter-in the information! (mentally retaining the point meanwhile for a re-visit) That is what we teachers do these days. There is always a dotcom smart-gadget wizard whose fingers are quicker on the dialpads than Diblo Matchacha Dibala on the solo guitar. A wink and they produce the statistic or info my drink-slowed mind wont access on the split second.But Madowo started to demand apologies! MIGUNA: Revolutions are made from blood MADOWO: Are you advocating for violence?And that was that, the genesis of a boycott! --the foul-mouthed Miguna! Big Cat! If he is on a panel, no Jubilee rat is showing up! All media houses must Quarantine the man! That is where we are now in Kenya's medialand! Miguna peeling back the national mask to confront us with our mediocrity --like our mental ostrich position in praising Chebukati for zero work, is too unsettling for our hakuna matata kumbaya-singing hearts! New constitution!? New constitution your head under my boots! Take your think! And I will be back.
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 17, 2017 23:09:55 GMT 3
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 19, 2017 10:27:29 GMT 3
OF NARRATIVES BEYOND RECONCILIATIONThe case of the two welcomes for the same man. The thronged jubilant crowd, and the charged militarised police! Kenya as a case of the Binary Personality Disorder. Do they still do political psychiatry on the Divan Couch of Sigmund Freud to unite multiple identities, or, cash crunch and time crunch woes, the patient is killed off these days. Saves time and cash. (the Cleopa Mailu model) Today was the morning after. The morning after the 6-hour journey from JKIA airport to Nairobi's CBD. That is some kind of an Odyssey. Raila's hide and seek with the goons of Koome. In deed the city was under siege, but the security ring faced a determined surge of NASA adherents. It was a dare breach or die lockdown, and customarily blood had to flow. -The ritual sacrifice. Kenyan opposition supporters follow leader Raila Odinga of the National Super Alliance (NASA)CALEB AMISI, KHANIR MP, AFTER A DIRECT HIT.That is the way history in the making works. And it is that blood which introduces a new edge to an otherwise containable situation. Death is irreversible. Once it happens, the comradely survivors are forced to give it meaning, or, fierce and fiendish fending on the opposite side, the opponent deny it meaning. 1. Goons lynched while caught in the act of looting! --serves them right, goes the Jubilee narrative. 2. Freedom Martyrs felled by the KANU-throwback regime of Uhuruto, the illegitimate and criminal usurpers.
1A: Raila the lord of poverty and violence returns to the city with a vengeance 2A: Tinga the father of the 2nd liberation points the way to the third liberation
1B: The elections were free and fair, two of them, lets close this chapter and move on 2B: They were vifaranga bullsh!t, null and void and Uhuru must go!The undecided Kenyan is invited to take his pick. In the absence of a moral authority, all institutes having compromised themselves one way or the other, the middle ground is melted and conflict resolution made all the more difficult. This is what tends to open the door for external interference, where every other Tom Dick and Harry diplomat from the former colonial masters of Africa, feels they have weight to throw around. So, for a moment, advancing ourselves the mistake of thinking Fred Maatiang'i hasn't yet wholly lost it, it might be instructive to ask: which security considerations led him --or the national security caucus, to make the decision Raila's procession had to be prohibited at all costs!? They posed a security risk at the airport! --No, you didn't see anybody worth calling intelligent or savvy at propaganda say that, did you!? They left such moronic infusions to the dregs of the John Kimendeero school. (fellas like Marwa, Koome, who think the police are a paramilitary combat unit). NB: THE CASE OF THE STONE-THROWING COPS!There were lots of humour on the Whatsupp circuit yesterday as to why the cops were stoning vehicles. The best I heard was these were Luo cops, of the Gor Mahia fan base type, don't they just love throwing stones, even at fellow Luos! -Then there was the Gikuyu scream of horror: Yawa, these Luos have now infected the police force with their stone-throwing obsession! Very soon the whole police force, sent to tear gas Raila, will turn around and start dancing TIALALA TIBIM! Well, there are actually videos of policemen complaining they have not had their hardship allowance for the tear-gas lobbying of the whole electoral period. And they have been hard at it around the country. Rotich says he has disbursed, but if Maatiang'i can't keep his CBA promise to his former colleagues --leading to massive campus disruptions as lecturers down tools, it could just be a case of the treasury is dry for the moment, rather than that higher echelons have missappropriated. WHEREIS NOAH, THE TONGUE? Menoah Esipisu picks his silences with extreme care. He is a sophisticated man who enjoys telling lies for a living, but he does not like making a fool of himself. This means he makes an effort at frying his lies in the fat of truth, to upgrade their palatability. He is mindful that, after his job as official liar for the state, he will still be young enough to go for job interviews where they may look at him with contemptuous ridicule on account of his past enthusiasm for stupidity. So he minds the nonsensical excesses the job may demand of him. On his part, Fred Maatiang'i has toned down the chest thumps of late. I think, apart from the mess in institutes of higher learning where the CBA is ---remember Judge Hellene Wasilwa's sarcastic bark----- proving as worthless as the one the naive doctors signed long ago, Dr. Fred was hurt that he expended so much credibility, when he was set up to deny the police had used live bullets, while a girl from his Kisii backyard was shot and tumbled down from high up. Stephanie Moraa, 10, who was shot dead during protests in Mathare. P She was perched on the balcony keeping vigil on the tense streets below. In the aftermath, the staunch SDA man saw the loaded looks on the faces of the congregation, and his heart recognised the ruthless moral rebuke. And apparently he is not yet far gone enough to give them back a go-to-hell look! How could he, he aint a bonafide fake yet, is he!? He went to some school, and character formative church, didn't he!? Some one must take responsibility for shattering such lives. And I think it would take a moral depravity not yet internalised by Maatiang'i, to shrug off such a dastardly, unnecessary act of state execution. (NB: Predecessor Joseph Nkaissery --God have mercy on his soul for he evolved not beyond a ferocious beast----- of course spent his earlier days smashing skulls in Turkana and dangling old men from helicopters. See TJRC documentation. He didn't make General taking bribes and baby-sitting corruption like Ababu Namwamba's PAC! As such, Joseph wouldn't be expected to posses the faculty of moral qualm. But our SDA choir boy who served as dean of a department in our most prestigious university, will and must show moral sophistication is his fate!)That is his tragedy! Granted. It is a morally confusing time, even for the likes of national hero, national villain David Maraga. He of the supreme court, seconding Wily Mutunga. The bench recognises this conflict is beyond God to resolve. For amusement, we have seen the theatre of the Supreme Court Judges failing to make quorum. Some were held up in a traffic jam, some were recuperating from sustained alcoholic stupor, some were taking their mpango wa kandos abroad, etc etc. That is banana republic comedy, and SDA Maraga knows it. He also knows he is on his own and have to wade the mud, hope for a SolomonIC inspiration and get it done with. Then can he retire into a welcome oblivion like Wafula Chebukati, after his trying time in the limelight. The Judges will makes the quorum on Monday; they will go through the motions, and get it done. Wherefore a new escalation will follow, made inevitable by the events of these two days. For today Sunday 18/11/17 at the funeral of the pu-ssy-mad multi-Phd holder and super-star late governor of Nyeri, Gakuru Wahome, Jubilee showed seethe and promised the macho modus, once they are officially given the mandate as is expected, and foreconcluded. The multi polar personality disorder continues unabated! (Aah, Dr. Fanon the Frantz, did the clinic close down? do you charge albino bones? take Tz or .ke shillings? Do you still divine futures and prescribe concoctions? Doses which cool the madness of post-colonial half Negro elites!?)There is even a sense in which the events in Nairobi yesterday have further reduced the legal deliberations in the court to a side show. The election was boycotted by the main challenger, the political party went into RESIST MODE; there is a ground swell of peoples assemblies in selected areas, and, going by recent events, Raila is far from being the nobody many Jubilee pundits insist he is. In fact The Enigma is back, and, bathed in the mysterious power of the people, doing what he does best: oppose, and mobilise mass opposition. And in the heavy-handed deployment of police thuggery in the name of law and order, the inebriated and corrupt government confirms itself a stale, outdated and illegitimate African regime. And there is captain Agwambo in person, engulfed in tear gas with the troops, leading the charge and having his car shot at!And the myth gets wings! These guys who put human shield around Raila car as police sprayed it with bullets are my heroes of the Week! Bella A. on twitter! Nkaissery teaching Raila a lesson in breathing. Raila expecting Uhuru Kenyatta to meet him at the airport!Maatiang'is red carpet SMOKING GUN reception! Anybody interested in the future of Kenya will be better of doing the painful thing: the deep think. Continued: THE RETURN OF THE LORD OF POVERTY AND VIOLENCE! This Uhuruto loyalist cop ran out of bullets and tear gas cannisters, or he is just another Luo doing his thing!?
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 19, 2017 15:38:52 GMT 3
THE RETURN OF THE LORD OF POVERTY AND VIOLENCE!I love Ruto's use of the typology PRIMITIVE AND BACKWARD! But he missed the import. There is this saying about the spec in your eye and the spec in the others eye which is the one you see, or, the more amusing variant, the laughter of the red-arzed baboon walking behind the other mate! That is William Ruto. But that is why we talk about infantile elites in the industrialisation-late lands of the Savannah! (or, if you like, why Donald the Tweeter Trump is dubbed narcistic, and invariably drawn thus: Well, Nairobi yesterday was a festival of backwardness. The state show-cased farcical primitivity. The police behaviour, adequately verifiable as barbaric, undemocratic and primitive, failed to register in the delayed Chiromo zoology Phd brain of Arap Mashamba Singh. Yeah, Nairobi wasn't the suave, confident capital city of an emerging lion of the savannah, no, it didn't smell like the go-getter capital of a plum country recently statistically whitewashed into a middle income economy. No, it is a den of scary passions, a ticking bomb and a place where foreigners must be wary of, lest they get caught in a local squabble with mighty consequences of inconvenience. ----You have respiratory syndromes, you want to be changing cities, and that is not about automobile emissions rated DANGER! If you are the type to whom time is money, you wanna be taking a re-think. Cpz yuu could wake up to catch a flight, and there you are: Jammed and missed, coz you did not read the political weather. But life does go on. So come the morrow there will be, on one hand, president --(kind of half elect)-- Uhuru Kenyatta, and on the other, the self-styled peoples' president Agwambo the Tinga. All that expensive post of Chebukati and his IEBC has not settled the issue. Was just another looting construction. Neither will Maraga's efforts. Yaani, it is a political problem arising from an economic problem. Without a fundamental re-organisation of the economic base, the stalemate continues. You know the parable of the diminishing cake and the disproportionate apportionment? Then the new constitution failed to do its part, but, as we say, it has suffered a recidivistic stroke at the hands of a reactionary class wielding state power, and imploded into a re-formalisation of the old impossible property relations. A lot of futures are sealed like rats in a cage. But which cage is iron enough to seal off mass aspirations? That is what we will be finding out in Kenya in the next decade. Kenya will offer expanded futures or go to hell, or re-design. That is the long term. Meanwhile there will be a time table on which days the city is closed by teargas and mayhem. Those will be the days RESIST comes to Nairobi, then the other days the city is open for business. That is what political crises do, they further disrupt the dynamics of trade, commerce and normal business. Then there is the fact that yesterday already showed a sizeable, few hundred thousand crowd is beyond the riot police, combat deployed. There was a first blood, a dead cop. This means the 1 million march stuff if banned, will need a helping military back-up to contain. The military on the streets of your capital city, even when they wear police uniform for camouflage!? That is asking for more lawlessness. --Remember what happened when they arrived at Westgate Mall to beef up the police fire power!? Think the addition to the lexicon: lootenant. Neither do our soldiers take orders from coppers, nor their civilian ministers. (If you remember how Katito Ole Lenku and the now forgotten Daivid, Kimaiyo, were shoved off the platform by a bulky General Julius Karangi and his band of charcoal dealers. So what is it that needs to be done?We forget the intelligent alternatives first. Because it is not usual for nations to act intelligently during a crisis. The current state instincts are to go for an authoritarian stabilisation of the crisis. That would be a proto-fascist culmination. It would need a state of emergency in the name of law and order and the protection of property! But the economic elite has not invested enough in the political economy of sustaining an authoritarian stabilisation of the Kenyan state. That is why from Pwani to Turkana, folks are weighing secession. You can not in 2017 have a radical repression and economic stagnation. This is why General Al-Sisi of Egypt looks like a dead-duck walking. Even with 40,000 executions and 4 million political prisoners. Cairo airport, once the mightiest in the middle East, is now a dead hangar. Business went to Dubai. I swear John Pombe Magafuli can't wait for a state of emergency to be declared in Kenya! NB: authoritarianism and stagnation: when Deng Hsiao Ping forced his baby Li Peng to clear Tian Amin Square at bloody cost, he had a magic wand to wave: a 20%/annum economic growth rate. He dared the Chinese with an iron grin: I will kill a million of you to defend that growth rate. It makes China a super power in your lifetime, goats!China swallowed. And bowed to Deng. In Nairobi, most people, even with economic grades from ivy leagues, think a debt-fuelled growth rate of 7% is a lofty report card!? take a walk through the slums, goats. Kenyans are literal worms in sh!t. Give it a think. Meanwhile NASA must speedily tumble in and out of its internal contradictions ---No, you never know where Stevo is, as The Singh is fond of grinning. But the chief internal contradiction is that between NASA's grassroots and NASA's parasites, or own vifaranga governors, imposed upon the people in various counties. A read of the Auditor General's reports indicates the nature of the parasitology. It wont take long before radical peoples assemblies wave the AG's reports at their local HE's: Ouru must go! Awiti must go! Rasanga must go! But the idea of thieving governors yelling Uhuru must go, RESIST, is too fishy for even Agwambo to sell at a time when the people are paying the kind of blood price we witness around the counties, but most in Nairobi. This crisis, which has shown Agwambo where his support base really is ---the slums, the wretched, those living in the future, dreaming of better times, will force him to bite this bullet for once: get rid of the corrupt from his court. Or he just has to sink with them forever. After all, he now really has nothing to loose. He can walk the talk of the third liberation. He is even free to seek martyrdom for the love of Kenya! But: 2017, does the ODM think-tank think they can burn the accounting office in Homa Bay to hide their theft, and then yell RESIST! Ouru must go, while give Awiti the clean bill of health!? I heard tell the former mutinier adjudant Miguna Miguna has now been promoted to General and replaced General Ababu Abebi who has defected. I have some measure for the new General. I am tired of jokers! Last time I checked the Auditor General's figures, they seemed to hugely mock the trigger-happy Hessy's: people are really going far with it! So When RESIST lays down the law: XERO TOLERANCE TO CORRUPTION BE YOU WHO! And starts with the Luo heartland's, I would be cured of Bipolar personality syndrome, finding meaning in purifying Holy Nyanza off the plague of state parasites! First, Second, and now the Third! In boredom I loose the count Give me the Total Liberation That you command my attention!Or be gone with thee, O Old King!
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 20, 2017 23:52:29 GMT 3
THE SMOKING GUN: LABOUR DISPUTES www.the-star.co.ke/news/2017/11/15/jkuat-suspends-activities-ku-pushes-exams-after-lecturers-strike_c1670293It is a detail tucked away far from the limelight. But if you ask me, its telling. What is it about CBA's and the Kenyan government, and I mean not just the collective bargain agreements of stupid workers like doctors and nurses, but the heavy guns who man public universities. We are talking Nairobi, JKUAT, Egerton, Maseno, Moi, Muliro. ---There is a lecturers strike on. Exams have been suspended, colleges closed in the middle of the exam season Why does the government sight CBA's it has no intention, nor the means of fulfilling!? Rotich has been forced into two speedy commercial loans to offset loans where default would mean Kenya's credit ratings would send her to that famous corner where only sharks come at you. If county governments, after mismanagement, incompetence and raw theft, are in financial dire traits and at the mercy of commercial banks, the national treasury where they first knock for 'Emergency Credit Facilities' is also just a bigger mould of the governor near you. It looks Uncle Rotich, Brother Njoroge Patrick and cousin Thugge, holed up in Nairobi, are themselves up to their noses in debt, malfeasance and the rest of the local ailments worthy of stupid treasuries. This financial picture, this investment mess at both the national and local level, is instilling a general feeling of insecurity in the country which is the one fuelling political instability. There is no money ---to honour CBA's or instance, yet there is money, to steal with abandon for instance. Hardship allowances for KDF men in Somalia? and overworked cops tear gassing Kenyan cities!? Those ones too are up for grabs, or well, tend to be lost in the cash crunch. Then public hospitals don't work ---nurses strike, nurses sacked; universities are closed during exams, lecturers strike; and of course police ran out of tear-gas and bullets and start to throw stones at motorists. And the politicians are out of it, after increasing their own salaries to extra-planetary heights. And the son of Jomo went to consult the old dictator Moi for to do's. I would rather Econs Don Kibaki than professor of Tribal politics Moi. But there we are, Ngina's boy was always someone else's project.
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 23, 2017 22:42:11 GMT 3
Oh No, the exams are cut mid way, colleges closed, and that is when this boy Thugge comes across! Why not just act in time, and save us all the waste!? O boy O boy! You facking signed that CBA, you silly d!ck! Money can be recovered. Time can not be! This would be wholly unnecessary, if the likes of Thugge used a single brain cell! (hehe, but supplementary means CASH CRUNCH bit!) Thugge, once you John Hancox a CBA, you can't chicken out! If you do, you are a piece of CHICKENsh!t! It is Dr. Chickendung who makes a decision which leads to the closure of institutes of higher learning mid exam season! Think of it, who in his right mind, disrupts college exams, after students have burnt the midnight oil preparing, psyching themselves up, hotly anticipating? The likes of Thugge, Kaimenyi, Kazungu Kambi of course! EARLIER ON THE SMOKING GUN: LABOUR DISPUTES www.the-star.co.ke/news/2017/11/15/jkuat-suspends-activities-ku-pushes-exams-after-lecturers-strike_c1670293It is a detail tucked away far from the limelight. But if you ask me, its telling. What is it about CBA's and the Kenyan government, and I mean not just the collective bargain agreements of stupid workers like doctors and nurses, but the heavy guns who man public universities. We are talking Nairobi, JKUAT, Egerton, Maseno, Moi, Muliro. ---There is a lecturers strike on. Exams have been suspended, colleges closed in the middle of the exam season Why does the government sight CBA's it has no intention, nor the means of fulfilling!? Rotich has been forced into two speedy commercial loans to offset loans where default would mean Kenya's credit ratings would send her to that famous corner where only sharks come at you. If county governments, after mismanagement, incompetence and raw theft, are in financial dire traits and at the mercy of commercial banks, the national treasury where they first knock for 'Emergency Credit Facilities' is also just a bigger mould of the governor near you. It looks Uncle Rotich, Brother Njoroge Patrick and cousin Thugge, holed up in Nairobi, are themselves up to their noses in debt, malfeasance and the rest of the local ailments worthy of stupid treasuries. This financial picture, this investment mess at both the national and local level, is instilling a general feeling of insecurity in the country which is the one fuelling political instability. There is no money ---to honour CBA's or instance, yet there is money, to steal with abandon for instance. Hardship allowances for KDF men in Somalia? and overworked cops tear gassing Kenyan cities!? Those ones too are up for grabs, or well, tend to be lost in the cash crunch. Then public hospitals don't work ---nurses strike, nurses sacked; universities are closed during exams, lecturers strike; and of course police ran out of tear-gas and bullets and start to throw stones at motorists. And the politicians are out of it, after increasing their own salaries to extra-planetary heights. And the son of Jomo went to consult the old dictator Moi for to do's. I would rather Econs Don Kibaki than professor of Tribal politics Moi. But there we are, Ngina's boy was always someone else's project.
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Post by jakaswanga on Dec 2, 2017 7:46:54 GMT 3
I STUMBLED INTO ANOTHER ONE! Mama Ngina visited former President Daniel Moi at his Kabarak home SPOT THE DIFFERENCE!All chicks hatched at KANU, under the Chief Cock Moi!? But never mind. May be the brood has a few bastards. Hens too have escapades!GREENER PASTURES ELESWHERE?Evem before the bodies of their martyrs cool in the morgue, let alone buried and them last rites of passage performed, the political front called NASA is bursting apart. Claiming short-change in lucrative slots, the MDVD-wing also known as the ANC, have relapsed into their Pavlovian lock of old. Looks like there is nothing a conditioned use-dog can do about that. Aden Duale is grinning, enticing them with that illusion of the bigger bone in the reflection. Legend has it that was when the foolish dog let go the one in its mouth to pursue the reflection in the water. Gone then. AYUB SAVULA? He used to be chairman of the Agricultural committee in parliament. Why was he replaced by Noor!? Sweet sweet Mumias sugar!? Well, those parliamentary investigations into the Mumias scandal, just like NYS or the others of the Ababu-Mbarire PAC, got nowhere! No!? Ted Debiase, the milion dollar man of wrestling entertainment used to shout: every man got a price! and go on to humiliate them in public. It was an act, but still .... Ted Debiase orders his bodyguard, Black Virgil, to kneel down in the ring and lick his feet: everyone got a price to do sh!t, especially black sh!t!But if you have memory! THE DARK HORSEFOOTNOTE: www.standardmedia.co.ke/article/2000212370/revealed-details-of-uhuru-and-mudavadi-dealThere is nothing a dog can do about its inherent instincts about that bigger bone in the reflection! Don't I love Aden Duale's dogwhistling! Juicy bones! Juicy bones! Wag your tail wag your tale Jump ship and come home!
Namwamba is already here! And kindly leaves more crumbs For the starved Mulembe losersWe know how it ends, don't we! The rising militancy of the NRM, the extra-parliamentary substrate of the RESISTANCE, is an ill fit with the likes of Kalonzo and Mudavadi. These old dogs wont be learning new tricks! ---We are opening bets in our debating club! Awendo ti owe yiere nang'o yawa!? (mutant breeds from Dr. Monsanto!)
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Post by jakaswanga on Dec 2, 2017 20:28:20 GMT 3
THE KASARANI PARTY VERSUS THE JACARANDA JAMBOREE!The road to Canaan: To have his swearing-in party, reportedly with a bussed-in crowd, showing glittering teeth cheering him to the heavens, Uhuruto had to hold siege the city of Nairobi. But why? Princess Winnie Odinga had a close shave with a bullet, her chauffeur reported shot, later to death. The other day it was her dad, Baba, whose windscreen --at the end of the Odyssey from the airport--- spotted a suspicious crack. These are dangerous times. Uhuruto's capo, a Nairobi top killer cop named Japheth Koome, blocked all routes out of the sh!tbelts from hence come forth the mammoth of NASA rats. There was even the added comedy of the house arrest of Simba Arati. The Dagoretti North Mpig was hemmed in, by a police armoured vehicle which, police mechanics be blamed, broke down outside his gate, or so said Koome in his April One attire. Lion Arati was reputedly one of the organisers of the prayer gathering to be held at Jacaranda grounds. The NASA grassroots would be praying for the souls of their martyred. No way! As we have divulged elsewhere, Sh!t was waiting for them at those hallowed grounds! Real sh!t! (The sewer rat Sonko would know all about that, wouldn't he!?) The Jacaranda fanfare left to go ahead, there would be a toe-to-toe battle of the crowds between Raila and Uhuru, yeah, whose crowd would be larger!? It would be a show of roars, like some kind of motion in parliament decided on the imagined majority as decided by which noises the speaker's Ménière ear, judges loudest: AYES or NAYES! It is the battle for legitimacy at the heart of public opinion, since the country while still one, has two presidents. The legal one and the peoples!How did this dual presidency come to pass!? This is where we Kenyans can really be Lalaland people. The last time the IEBC did such an open fcuk up, the economic gains of the first Kibaki period were wiped off. PEV was an economic recession. Folls never learn. Or clever people can be intimidated into repeated foolhardiness. So here we are in 2017, two elections in one month a 98% electoral legitimacy from a 34% turn-out. Something is going to have to give! Meanwhile in Nairobi a party was scheduled. Inauguration. And yet another, funereal, with the risk of it too being a swearing-in ceremony of the looser! Obviously some guys were so scared they gave Matiang'i and Koome orders to (bloodily and sh!tily) prevent such an eventuality. Matiang'i and Koome went for it with an infanticidal ferocity. Everytime a crowd as much as gathered to be addressed by the NASA principals, they invited tear gas canisters and bullets ad-lib, Such was the 28th of November in Nairobi. The man who won 98% of the popular vote couldn't dare trust on those numbers to carry for him the day without an effective curfew on the city. And I thought Al-Shabaab were the bad guys!But well, what matters is the official mandate, and the swearing in is that. What does an emperor do with the hate of the people!? Deflection is to point it elsewhere. I therefore trust the divide and rule instincts of the Kenyan comprador to canalise the anger into the ready made canon of ethnicity. How much sh!t will we ordinary Kenyans swallow!? --that is what the coming times will reveal. I trust if there is an economic boom, we will swallow any sh!itload. --the elections were free and fair; Wafula Chebukati performed excellent; Musando did't die of what you think; Rose Akombe is a liar; Jubilee is the real Canaan regime; Kenya is bes of the African class and Ruto's presidency is, no state terror needed, a shove in. I am watching the ministry of finance. No lie was ever big enough to hide a hole in the budgets. That Jesus story about 5 loaves and five fish that fed multitudes, I wouldn't advice any modern treausry to treat it with anything more than a cynical laugh! Who is your Joshua to Canaan now, Kenya!? Gotta spend on the riot police I think. We can't afford them going on strike like Nurses, teachers, doctors and lecturers, can we! NB: If one considers the Uhuruto presidency already DUAL ---Ruto is a co-president and even top dog with Uhuru as lame duck, three will really be a mighty crowd! (Our marriage was a bit crowded, crooned Lady Diana about her divorce. 'You don't do threesomes and coexist in polygamy?', the BBC announcer failed to ask! I have to aske Kenya: December 13, three Presidents! Is Wanjiku game for a threesome!? Hot gal!
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Post by jakaswanga on Dec 10, 2017 23:03:41 GMT 3
THE CONTOURS OF AN ELITE PARLEY AND THE OTHER SECESSION
I still love speaking in goodly tongues But of the school of diplomacy I now tire
My tongue grows sharp by the day Catching up with my mind in the say
Once we note the ideological similarity between the secessionist front and the unionist alliance, as we we have consistently done, calling them vifaranga vya Moi, and therefore KANU brood, we can easily define the contours of a class resolution, as in a mealy compromise. The owners of Kenya and their cross-ethnic political insurers, continue their Hog act at the national trough, Kenya stays one flag.
But it is already two nations in effect: The Have-Alls, and The Have-Noughts. Acting as grease between them tectonic plates are the mercenary classes and subclasses who have a bit of room, to eck out a bit of happiness in the republic of corruption. This intermediary class is very busy dancing cords, serving two masters at the same time; yet masters on opposite ridges of a bottomless canyon.
The secession which happens, and which must happen, is the one engineered by this extreme social inequality, namely The Planet Hell of the Slums, and the Planet Paradise on the other side of town. If only the paradise were not built on theft, if only it wouldn't be rubbed in the faces of the dispossessed as the Auditor General's reports does! --eh,mta do!? then more wriggle room could be found.
Eh, we will secede!
The usual suspects --the USA$EU--- are busy brokering a deal behind the scenes. So, as Odinga Tinga and his fake secessionist band gets set to rejoin Uhuru Kenyatta in the institutionalised Kartel network of state pillage, Kenyans lower down the food chain abandon their allegiance to this predatory elite in toto. Brutalised and radicalised by the trigger-happy thuggery of a police force unleashed to enforce another rigged election, the wretched too ponder their options for the future. Resignation and religion are possibilities, but experience shall soon show their inadequacy. The --well documented--- economic disparities in Kenya, majorly the impoverishment and squalor of the emerging young (a youth festering with their school certificates in the slums where Odinga draws his urban support from) can no longer be mediated by the self-entitled, business-as-usual kick-backs of elitist parleys.
It is this mental break in which a younger desperado generation looses faith in the traditional leadership -personified in the deity forms of Ker Amollo and Muthamaki Kamwana, which is the real secession.
It is as profound as the historical emergence of secular consciousness! It is nothing short of a reformation --of thought!
How will it evolve!?
Equally ruthless and tortuous. The birth pangs of epochs, like the last kicks of dying eras, are messy affairs!
Continued.
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Post by jakaswanga on Dec 14, 2017 21:53:11 GMT 3
Now listen to this www.nation.co.ke/news/State-police-blocked-probe-election-related-sexual-violence-HRW/1056-4228166-14750sm/index.html Now I am sure the Kenya government wont, because it is the self same institutional purveyor of the horrors! So what to do!? I once saw self-styled avengers have the raped women drive 3-meter bamboo poles through the arsholes of rapists all the way through the throat, to jut way out through the mouth! It was a form of death which stopped rape in a 100 sq km area! ---If people like Keriako Tobiko are too (pre)occupied elsewhere to investigate the rape of Kenyan women by the forces of state, I know there is another Africa out there keeping the count, biding its time. But then, trust me you do not want to be there when that Africa arrives in town! So let us investigate these crimes and have regular relaxed justice. Hallo Githu Muigai, anything Solomonic you have to say!?
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Post by jakaswanga on Dec 26, 2017 14:46:30 GMT 3
END OF THE ROUND
NOT YET A CABINET ANNOUNCEMENT, BUT WHY?
Ouru Kenyatta, that is the usurper you are suppose to address officially as His Excellency, has on more than three occasions in the past week, declared the politicking season ended.
The gist is, the elections are gone, the campaign season over, he has been sworn in, the world moved on, Trump the Potus moved his embassy to Jerusalem, Ambassador Macharia of Kenya -in New York's UN assembly--- had no opinion on that, his American counterpart and cash dealer Nicky Haley didn't like it, turned hysterical, threw a temper and threatened the withdrawal of financial support for Kenya, but who cares, Kenya moved on, is now looking East, China is here and paying, and, henceforth, the only agenda in downtown Nairobi is development under the Jubilee flag, vision 2030 Hossana. Amen.
Jomo's son is fain to change the narrative, and, spin doctors get rich, the continual hammering of the self-same message suggests a concerted PR campaign. And that, we actually call politicking. That is the same politicking on both (hidden and open) scenes still barring the announcement of the cabinet.
Horse trading, balancing power is a politicking as you can get.
Me? I monitored the son of Jomo in his mechanical, absent-minded and passionless ridiculousness, and entertained myself looking baaaaaaak, at the ever jovial mask which, ever adorning the face of Gerald Otieno Kajwang' (GOK) on public podia, made him an echo of the ever mocking mind of Witty ABUNUWASI, ruffling feathers at the King's court.
Someone in power had had the unfortunate audacity to declare they had banned politics at funerals and churches! Nyakwamba Kajwang' took him on, his voice Abunuwasi's face on poker before the King:' Somba to ing'eni en Okil, tija to tinde siasa. Mano ema achiewie to ema anindee. Nyima goyo siasa, mach, wiya goyo siasa, mach, siandana goyo siasa, nuclear bomb! Mendene duto siasa ema opong'o! Mach. Koro, yawa, Ng'atno mowacho kik ago siasa ---HE HE HI HI HA HUUU--, ayany min-giii, koso ayany wuon-giii, koso anyiere anyiera kaka ong'er momer timo nono!? Gino donge pache obam, wiye diny kendo rieke thanythany. Donge ogima ofuwo ok awinje, to bende pok nene awinje, to un bende, ok nochop chieng'no ma un uwinje!!''
This is the gist of what GOK said: --'I trained for lawyer, but politics is my full time job nowadays. My tongue and politics are twins. I sleep and wake with politics. My testicles are full of the fire of politics, my dick spits the fire of politics, my arse roars political nuclear bombs, my head is a hot pot of politics. My whole body is political business. Him or her who says I must politick not, reminds me of a drunken monkey laughing in the bush. I declare his thought wayward, his head narrow and his wisecracks shallow. I pity the mother and father who bore such. Such a thing is stupid beyond honouring with a hearing, neither shall you ever have heard of him!'
BELL PORTINGER
UK, whenever he has been in career-threatening trouble, has always paid top shilling for good London QC advice. On such occasions did he find his cousin, the other Muigai called Githu, who once excelled at law, and made local professor, not the best to fight his lethal corners. This cousin Githu is of course still the state's top legal counsellor, and has already signed Raila Odinga's execution warranty should The Enigma Man make the mistake of crowning himself alternative King! In Kiambu, I tell you, we only employ those from Kiambu, for local issues that is. I trust Macharia at international duty at the UN is not from Kiambu! If you get the gist.
I suggest now, even if he wallows himself in the safe-zone stretch of the lame duck, The Muthamaki Kamwana should not grow stingy and employ only local Mungiki-infested PR buros nor devious but out moded Bell Portingers. For politics is just beginning: ie The Kenyatta succession.
Anybody who thinks Ruto's battle to top dog is not the hottest season of politics is a fool, me proclaims.
So, leaving Raila in the death throes of his legacy aside for now, a political potato no less hot, the PR-buro working for Muigai informs him to project a narrative that the Ruto issue is a non matter!
That is a rip-off! that is not value for money! And seeing how short Man Rotich is on money ...
(Ei! Otieno Nyakwamba gir Jokajwag'! Miya wach,miya wach osiepna ma nyawawa! On'geche omer opong'o Nairobi!)
Like the Undertaker of Wrestlemania -O Gerald Otieno Kajwang'--- Give me the joy of that theatrical act
Shove aside thy tombstone and upright sit Speak to me in the tongues of dead men alive!
It is the Xmas season after all! We celebrate dead Kings!
FOOTNOTE: The United States will remember!
I will be back!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jan 1, 2018 12:15:27 GMT 3
WHY HAS THERE BEEN NO CABINET ANNOUNCEMENT?Because Uhuru Kenyatta hasn't yet convinced himself he is strong enough to tell Godec, Prefect, fak off my face, NASA my bother!! The risk calculations of the consequences of that statement are too steep for him at the moment. As it is, his position is enough precarious without making more reasonably powerful enemies. Then there is David Kerio Rotich. The best mathematician to have emerged from the said valley, is permanently on the blues strings these days, seeing red. Here is a clue as to what is eating the heart of the Kerio man. Between a rock, IMF, and a hard place, Beijin. What independence, goats!? That battle about interest rates where CBK Njoroge is ever dubious, rings a bell!? jukwaa.proboards.com/thread/9491/bankers-kenya-declare-war But to continue the quote I remember and indebted Greece looking for bail-outs. The people who controlled the purse strings, Germany, gave them a list of what they had to do, including which politicians had to resign or be in cabinet in which portfolios. You can take, you can leave. It is your funeral, said a German finance man with a wolfish grin. The Greeks swallowed, and obeyed. Meanwhile in Nairobi, bills have to be paid too. And beggars must mind how their middle fingers look to well-wishers. Otherwise they can go eat their freedom of action. Like announce their cabinet without
clearance!? CLEARANCE!! Clearance my foot! Swallow this! Earlier on END OF THE ROUND NOT YET A CABINET ANNOUNCEMENT, BUT WHY?Ouru Kenyatta, that is the usurper you are suppose to address officially as His Excellency, has on more than three occasions in the past week, declared the politicking season ended. The gist is, the elections are gone, the campaign season over, he has been sworn in, the world moved on, Trump the Potus moved his embassy to Jerusalem, Ambassador Macharia of Kenya -in New York's UN assembly--- had no opinion on that, his American counterpart and cash dealer Nicky Haley didn't like it, turned hysterical, threw a temper and threatened the withdrawal of financial support for Kenya, but who cares, Kenya moved on, is now looking East, China is here and paying, and, henceforth, the only agenda in downtown Nairobi is development under the Jubilee flag, vision 2030 Hossana. Amen. Jomo's son is fain to change the narrative, and, spin doctors get rich, the continual hammering of the self-same message suggests a concerted PR campaign. And that, we actually call politicking. That is the same politicking on both (hidden and open) scenes still barring the announcement of the cabinet. Horse trading, balancing power is a politicking as you can get. Me? I monitored the son of Jomo in his mechanical, absent-minded and passionless ridiculousness, and entertained myself looking baaaaaaak, at the ever jovial mask which, ever adorning the face of Gerald Otieno Kajwang' (GOK) on public podia, made him an echo of the ever mocking mind of Witty ABUNUWASI, ruffling feathers at the King's court. Someone in power had had the unfortunate audacity to declare they had banned politics at funerals and churches! Nyakwamba Kajwang' took him on, his voice Abunuwasi's face on poker before the King:' Somba to ing'eni en Okil, tija to tinde siasa. Mano ema achiewie to ema anindee. Nyima goyo siasa, mach, wiya goyo siasa, mach, siandana goyo siasa, nuclear bomb! Mendene duto siasa ema opong'o! Mach. Koro, yawa, Ng'atno mowacho kik ago siasa ---HE HE HI HI HA HUUU--, ayany min-giii, koso ayany wuon-giii, koso anyiere anyiera kaka ong'er momer timo nono!? Gino donge pache obam, wiye diny kendo rieke thanythany. Donge ogima ofuwo ok awinje, to bende pok nene awinje, to un bende, ok nochop chieng'no ma un uwinje!!''This is the gist of what GOK said: -- 'I trained for lawyer, but politics is my full time job nowadays. My tongue and politics are twins. I sleep and wake with politics. My testicles are full of the fire of politics, my dick spits the fire of politics, my arse roars political nuclear bombs, my head is a hot pot of politics. My whole body is political business. Him or her who says I must politick not, reminds me of a drunken monkey laughing in the bush. I declare his thought wayward, his head narrow and his wisecracks shallow. I pity the mother and father who bore such. Such a thing is stupid beyond honouring with a hearing, neither shall you ever have heard of him!'BELL PORTINGER UK, whenever he has been in career-threatening trouble, has always paid top shilling for good London QC advice. On such occasions did he find his cousin, the other Muigai called Githu, who once excelled at law, and made local professor, not the best to fight his lethal corners. This cousin Githu is of course still the state's top legal counsellor, and has already signed Raila Odinga's execution warranty should The Enigma Man make the mistake of crowning himself alternative King! In Kiambu, I tell you, we only employ those from Kiambu, for local issues that is. I trust Macharia at international duty at the UN is not from Kiambu! If you get the gist. I suggest now, even if he wallows himself in the safe-zone stretch of the lame duck, The Muthamaki Kamwana should not grow stingy and employ only local Mungiki-infested PR buros nor devious but out moded Bell Portingers. For politics is just beginning: ie The Kenyatta succession. Anybody who thinks Ruto's battle to top dog is not the hottest season of politics is a fool, me proclaims. So, leaving Raila in the death throes of his legacy aside for now, a political potato no less hot, the PR-buro working for Muigai informs him to project a narrative that the Ruto issue is a non matter!That is a rip-off! that is not value for money! And seeing how short Man Rotich is on money ... (Ei! Otieno Nyakwamba gir Jokajwag'! Miya wach,miya wach osiepna ma nyawawa! On'geche omer opong'o Nairobi!) Like the Undertaker of Wrestlemania -O Gerald Otieno Kajwang'--- Give me the joy of that theatrical act
Shove aside thy tombstone and upright sit Speak to me in the tongues of dead men alive!It is the Xmas season after all! We celebrate dead Kings! FOOTNOTE: The United States will remember! I will be back!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jan 5, 2018 22:43:04 GMT 3
THE PREFECT HAS SPOKEN! (AND HABEMUS CABINET!) You remember this tribune thing at the Roman market? or the soapbox just outside the stairs to the senate, or just in front of the FORUM --the national notice board? The tribune thing --all manner of formal announcements made for the general information of the public and well-running of the empire--- is where some modern newspapers going by that name, trace their propaganda wink. We will do the Nairobi Star, The Kisumu post or the Mombasa times on another day! Town-crier, it is also called. There is also the variation bush-crier and or village-crier, an institute which dominates a lot of African novels of a particular generation. Among these is Achebe's legendary Things Fall Apart where the town-crier with his gong plays a decisive part, for instance the summoning of men to a war council. It was such a council whis sent young Okonkwo to Mbaino on a delicate mission. That was when he came back with the famous, tragic-fated boy, Ikemefuna. (The fate of the virgin girl is further 'absent' from the narrative as Achebe himself no doubt would put it, thinking of his complaint of colonial novels based in Africa. The native had an absence, and if present, token.) Suing for peace is a ruthless business. The trick is war is even more ruthless. So, sacrifice a few to save the rest, or be pig-headed and put the whole community in harm's way? -It is a parable on the American Trump and the Korean Mun on their battle of whose button or nnnnn is bigger? Either way humankind expires, the blue planet detonates in a mushroom cloud. Anyway, the prefect has spoken. Robert Godec has uttered a word. It is not like we held our breaths, No, but we knew he would speak somehow. I personally is a bit disappointed with the nonchalance the prefect has adopted, as if Kenya's future is some insignificant offhand event dealt with in passing, while visiting some nondescript heavyweight! You see the Governor General was speaking as he visited Ken Lusaka the senate speaker. Lusaka is the Wheelbarrowman, or former governor of Bungoma when wheelbarrows usually going for 5k per piece, were bought for 120K a piece. I had thought an American marine would ride a wide shabaab-proof jeep around Nairobi CBD in slow motion, and as his claxons worked as gongs, he would trumpet the voice of the prefect, Robert Godec. -- SIKIZA! WINJURU! KUMANYOKO! WASHENZI! MFAH'S! KENYANS! AND NASA SH!THEADS! The election is finished and it is time the country moved forward by strengthening economic growth and development. The ship has sailed! But that is not how it went! Instead the prefect sneaked to a meeting with Lusaka and left the modern tribunes and newscasters to read between the lines! And right on cue, the son of Jomo moved, relieved by the word the prefect Robert Godec spoke. The son of Jomo can now announce his cabinet! Its okay with the gods! Now they can haggle with Ruto over the details of the rest! And NASA? They just have to do their worst! the die is cast. The prefect has spoken, and his protectorate has acted.
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Post by jakaswanga on Jan 6, 2018 17:00:43 GMT 3
THE CEREBRAL AND FORCEFUL SUPER MINISTER AND THE RAPIST POLICE FORCEDr. Fred Otiato Matiang'i has been confirmed in the docket of interior. That is where you have the thugs who smash baby skulls, rape mothers in front of minors, and drop juveniles from overhead balcony's with stray or aimed bullets up the sky. Education, the department of, is where our capo now switches to acting cabinet secretary. It is a switch of roles which underlies a certain regime priority. The super minister ---- Fred is first among equals the way Anne Waiguru once was when she was at Devolution and organising a billion loot at the NYS---- is now at security. Internal security. Finance, economic development, Industrialisation, education ..
. or those other vision 2030 things? those are for lesser men. Sorry girls, no women worth mentioning yet, even in the short list in the rumour mill! I am fascinated. By the limits of brainy men in power, as pawns or movers of events. Here is a hint of my thinking. I am fascinated. That is why I went to revise the memoirs of competent men who went to service criminal power with open eyes, and told of the compromises. Men like Robert MacNamara. MacNamara, described variously as genial and bulldozing, degenerated quickly into the wholesale high-rech murder of the Vietnamese people. He was trying to prevent the national liberation of that South Asian country, a process which necessarily had to pass through UNIFICATION. The two Vietnam's, South and North, like the current two Korea's and yesteryear's two Germany's, was a colonial construct much like the currently HOLY borders of the African Union states, one of them Kenya, the republic of. It is this RoK whose internal fate is now the brief of Matiang'i to uphold! And he will, whether he stands in the path of history to be swept under or not. Only later in his memoirs do we learn he had concluded right from the start the Vietnam war was futile! Nevertheless he spent the next eight years of his best mental life fighting the futile war, and loosing it! (but not after an unnecessary historic bloodbath in Indochina!) The motives, and how they explain it to themselves, fascinate me. How brainy types like MacNamara and later Henry Kissinger became inhuman mutants, mass murderers and underwrote war crimes, trying to stand in the path of history. Every man has a price -- Ted Debiase the million dollar man--- I guess. The great thing is that these brainy types are too clever not to know when they are wrong. MacNamara went to a large-scale war he he knew he was going to loose. Kissinger too he told, and then Kissinger went on with Tricky Dick Nixon to kill some more. WHY? (Tricky Dick needed it for his political survival!) I am fascinated. I went to Rome for a bit of gossip. There you find men like Seneca (Jnr.). He was Emperor Nero's mentor and intellectual capo. His mind and brains running the emperor in counsel and empire for a while. An outstanding, learned and accomplished mind, Seneca's (psychological and material) rewards in service to Emperor Nero forces him to agree to the murder of Agrippina. Thereafter is he forced by the Emperor (whose mind he used to boast he controlled) to prostitute his vast skills in rhetorika, legal grammar and oratory, sophism and philosophy, state law and constitutional gymnastics, to pen down a persuasive letter to the senate, justifying the murder of Agrippina! A detail is that it is an act of matricide. Agrippina was Nero's mother! Seneca Jnr. has to justify royal matricide and acquit the mad King. And he did. That is what you become a mad King's counsellor for! It is his low point in morality, but his high point in rhetorical flair. He is later forced to commit suicide in peace, or else! --in retirement in the estates he had gathered as priced consul to the emperor. This is the way my mind started to work when I heard Muthamaki Kamwana had confirmed Matiang'i as his capo for the last 5-year stretch. NASA fuming on the sidelines.Fred Matiang'i is too clever not to know the two elections of 2017 were bullsh!t. Fred Matiang'i is too clever not to know Wafula Chebukati was and is a Patsy. But the nicest one is this for me: Dr. Fred Otiato Matiang'i is too brainy not to know the Kenya Police under his watch engaged in TARGETED, ETHNIC PROFILED RAPES of poor, defenceless women, and at times, their underage girls too. Here is a hint. Our best and brainiest minister was there! He saw no evil, he heard no evil, he read no report. He thought no evil was done, and bothered not to get to the bottom of the affair! That is what you got brains for too! to prioritise and ignore trivia! Rape is Trivia in Africa, if you heard of the statistics from the DRC alone! Joseph Nkaissery!Of Joseph Nkaissery I opted I have been around Africa. I know the score. Our brainy and forceful Matiang'i is just the latest abuser and user of rape to keep the African woman in her place, at the bottom of humanity. He is confident he will get away Scot free with her ritual rape, abuse and degradation, and, in addition, Fred is confident he will be rewarded very highly for doing sh!t to her. Even if it is infanticide of the hommie Moraa! Hallo Seneca, you have a quip for the seductions of power!? ''Most powerful is he who has himself in his own power. ---Seneca. Most powerful cabinet minister Matiang'i, how much of you do you have in your own power!? I bet my cock thy Fred is but a puppet. Fred is much too clever not to know he presided over systematic rape, presides over its continued cover-up, and is now chiefly contracted to continue doing so. In church every Sunday what does he do with his intellect if not 1. Ask the lord for forgiveness or 2. Count the monetary blessings which comes with being a mercenary capo without morals!? And those were the days when cerebral and Boko people headed the security docket! Can't wait for your memoirs, Matiang'i! Or I will be back to write them myself! I don't see any mystery I can't figure out in them! NB: Toward the MACHO MODUS then, Fred.
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Post by jakaswanga on Jan 7, 2018 20:35:18 GMT 3
LOCK DOWN: WHO WILL BE YOUR PRESIDENT IN FEBRUARY?There is a two-tier track on which Kenyan politics is flowing. And that is a bit too adventurous, even dangerous. But it signifies the crisis we are in. A crisis of success by African standards. (We are a regional powerhouse, a giant among pigmies. We know it at the top. But the top is too far from the bottom. Very easy to stumble and fall. Delicate balance required. TWO-TIER TRACK 1. There is the normal politics of the Kenyatta succession and the dreams of his deputy, William Kipchirchir Arap Mashamba Singh, to be the so-called shoo-in successor. 2.Then there is the opposition with their desperate drive to seek a role for themselves in the immediate future. And so the swearing-in which now, they swear, will not be postponed again. --Should it be, they would really become the laughing stock of their grassroots, and the excellence of Ruto's comical digs. So there we are in the lock-down. Succession politics while incumbency is up for grabs. Such a stalemate is where force comes in, and I suppose the forceful Matiang'i. It was instructive to hear the ever-mild Kalonzo Musyoka anticipating the eventuality of tear-gas and confrontation with power. -- 'Polisi ndiyo tumegundua wanajua kurusha mawe zaidi. Hata kuliko sisi. Sisi hatuta rusha mawe, ndiyo tofauti ionekane nani ni jambazi! Nani ni waalifu!'Obviously, it has dawned on the perennial diplomat, even as he --in melancholic recidivism--- still wishy-washily demands a chat with Uhuru Kenyatta, that he is in for tear-gas and Matiang'is gun-thug-butts. And between the lines his supporters in for live bullets. The most interesting thing I have heard has been from Francis COTU Atwoli. This personification of the toady labour aristocrat analysed: this situation not to enter dialogue will lead to
political instability ... and a disruption in the economy. This will mean less jobs created and poor business performance. This is bad for workers and Kenya. Uhuru and Raila must talk before it is too late!Sensible stuff --even if it is no longer the call of the two princes and dynasts. Common sense stuff. But if commons sense ruled Wafula Chebukati with his IEBC would have done the sensible thing. Managed and processed and delivered a credible election result on the penultimate seat. But no, the presidential election was never the call of the IEBC, it has never been. Neither in Kenya, Misri, Algeria, nor Uganda, nor Rwanda, nor Congo. We can do the AU list in its entirety. Even the fabulous ANC will soon join the rigging club! The imperial presidency elicits some of the most ferocious ambitions in any country, a Kingship battle royal unleashes some of the most ruthless practices in any epoch, and as such, fire and fury like blood and death, are more the staple of its resolution than common sense chit-chat. Kenya being the exception I suppose! Thus I noticed the jarring irrelevance of Francis's sermon. Earlier on But on the same page THE CLASS WAR below and the comical intra-class effervescence at the top: Wanjiku will have her threesome (presidency) come February; or her pound of flesh as the quatro of Raila, Kalonzo, Mudavadi and Weta get hanged for treason! (or get ridiculed out of town!) Imagine Kenya when the four are hanged! Uhuru Kenyatta's legacy would be assured forever! Lets joke when we still can! The drums of Kenya are still talking comedy! the town-crier's gong, a party beat!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jan 11, 2018 20:57:06 GMT 3
I WAN' MY LEGACY! and other stories Lets be clear upfront. Jubilee's legacy will have nothing to do with the required, historical imperatives of social justice and democratic enhancement. Jubilee's regime of corruption is an imperial, nepotistic class-war perpetrated by a ruling clientele on the public and tax-payer at large. It is a quick march to financial oblivion for the public purse. When the crunch comes, we will feel in body, the true meaning of a Greek tragedy at DEBT, market wise. --Just watch for instance Kenya power backdating their bills for you! (and the rumours of how much they have to pay Ruto and Mama Ngina for replacing poles which still have a 50-year life-span! (Such are the data to mine for the algorithms of the coming financial ruin, unless you spy a growth rate of +15% over a decade, somewhere nigh!) That is that, the hard world where there is no such thing as a free meal. But now lets have a beer and some nyamachoma on credit (cards) and relax while it lasts. KAMWANA'S SEARCH FOR A LEGACY So, say the Kamwana Muthamaki Ouru Kenyatta is hyper desperate to secure his legacy. Nothing strange there. Every sane ruler watching his time slip away like sand between his fingers, gets this nagging itch to secure his or her legacy. It is like that disastrous realisation of being being buried alive called midlife crisis, when fading bulls suddenly will climb anything female, for soon the sun will set on their balls; or, if you prefer, the fading bulls are oveer eager to play ball before the powerlines which fire their stiffs are permanently down, like Kenya Power at your local workshop on any rainy day! Okay So, Mr, Kenyatta, staring the death of his political career in the face and unnerved by the speed with which it is rushing at him, has been panicked into a risk as high as to be reckless. He double-crossed his co-principal, William The Hustler Ruto, on the major appointments. Not to mention the popular ban on the voracious NTSA goons but which, on a micro-economic level, is a straight jab into the nose of the garrulous Singh, aka Arap Tender.Okay, Kenyatta's court is not that suicidal. The safety valve seems to be the Kikuyu will still rudisha the mkono and vote for a Kalenjin president, but it just wont be Willam Ruto Singh. Nay, it will be the boy Gideon the beneficiary of returned favours! A dime for the reasons why. But that is for later. As far as sealing of legacy's are concerned, I thought of an anecdote well told. It is about the late Ronald Reagan. Then Potus. His Californian billionaire backers knew a whale of a lot about making money, and, cynics said, a little bit about the American people. When (via the Californian governorship) their Hollywood puppet Reagan they launched to Washington, they gave him a wise word, an ace he could keep: 'The American people always like their president kicking ass all over the globe. Kick ass, Ronald, and when the polls dip, kick more ass abroad and about. Your job is to get re-elected! --And keep us in easy money!'Reagan fell in love with his high poll ratings. And sweet Nancy thought it was to do with the virile charms of her house astrologers. The only thing Reagan read in the oval office were his poll ratings. The rest, he dismissed as sh!tstuff the American people didn't like their president wasting time smelling. In deed there were enough idle bureaucrats paid well to burrow their minds in the toilet-paper piles of Washington DC. -That pile included the daily intelligence briefings, a pile of files. Into Turmoil and Triumph!One day to his horror Ronald Reagan read he had fallen below 70%. It was time to find a very big ass to kick. He called his billionare makers in California for a brainstorm. The biggest ass they could think of was Fidel Castro. Promptly Reagan carried a copy of his failing ratings to the security cabinet and growled: 'We gonna kick big ass, Poindexter, Schultz, you know whose!? And don't be a *in Alexander Haig on me!'George Schultz and Ronald Reagan at the lawns of the white house.Iron marine man Poindexter was about to open his straight-shooting mouth when the amiable but wily Schultz elbowed him shut. George knew Reagan didn't like being upstaged in his heroic lines. Then he could degenerate into a baby Nero. The presidency was show-bizz to him, and crowd's roar of approval his high. George Schultz understood his task to be that of an impresario cum diva manager. And he was damn good at it, he reckoned. Marine shooter Poindexter was a tight-ass without a sense of humour, an ass always yearning to be kicked. DC speak. And his together with Oliver North's, would soon be kicked in. (That was the Iran-Contra gun-running affair!) Anyway, Reagan noticed nobody was in the picture, so he grinned heartily, relishing the surprise he had in store for everybody. 'Girls! Aint We gonna kick Fidel Castro's Commie ass!'Poindexter shot up! 'Bloody hell we aint!' The Big Californian Schultz pulled him down! 'The American people are speaking through their president, and you will listen, dear shipmate!'Then turning to Reagan Schultz said: 'I am sorry sir, we just have to find another ass to kick. We have kicked Castro's ass so much and so often, there is no more ass there for us to kick. The American people will turn and laugh at us! And with that, your polls down!''Damn it George! We can't have the American people laugh at their president, can we!? Let this Poindexter find some hot new asses for us to kick, and quickly. Yeah, that Commie bastard Castro has been around a long time. Every President before me sure kicked his ass. No fun there no more!'Schultz elbowed Poindexter whose face could not hide the thunder rolling underneath. He whispered: ' You can't tell the most powerful man on Earth, that we can't kick Fidel Castro's ass, a miniature island 90km away from our mainland, all because the Commie Soviets have it well covered! No! Nor can you explain to Nero, that since Kennedy and Khrushchev, way back in the early sixties, and other lessons from that bay of pigs business, we just hope cancer from his chain of cigars bumps him off for us!'Poindexter looked nonplussed. 'Damn it George! For a moment I thought you were going to advise the president we could kick Castro's ass while we know Russia is on it!' 'Just hurry up, Pointdexter, don't keep the American people waiting. find us an ass to kick or it will be yours serving for a bouncing pad! And for All Washington DC, and it is a gay city you know!' May be that was when they came up with Grenada. Reagan had a clear sail over Walter Mondale and Geraldine Ferraro.Now this is why I am telling you about Ronald Reagan and his wily secretary of state, George Machiavelli. 'Why can't I hang Raila kerher!?' Fumed Uhuru, the Kamwana Muthamaki, something of a theatrical temper to mask his resignation, seeping through his act. 'You can!' Cousin Githu Muigai shot up, the legal counsellor. Waweru of intelligence pulled him savagely down, something of a scorn creasing his face. 'If you hang Raila, it will the start of the hanging season for all. Waiguru for NYS, Mwathethe for El-Adde, Ruto for I don't know what! The Kenyatta's for land ---every *in oligarch in this country will be fair game! And hanging may just be the better fate if howling mobs do not tear you up and burn you alive first!'Githu rises back, humiliated by the soldier: 'Okay, General Solomon! If we can't hang Raila by law even if he is deserving, why don't you arrange a clandestine death for him then!?'DGI Waweru is nonplussed and his eyes show his mind is gasping! whaaat!? Githu Muigai bows scornfully superior. Soldiers must know their place in the hierarchy of thinking, in power. Thinking is not their station. The president looks at lawyer and soldier, and it is reminiscent of that last passage in animal farm!
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