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Post by jakaswanga on May 17, 2018 21:06:29 GMT 3
SOME OBSERVATIONS ON KENYA'S PALESTINA POLICY: DENYING THE NAKBA In Jerusalem as the moved US embassy was being launched, there was champagne and caviar and all else of which Kenyan representatives partook with delight. Howbeit less than 50km away, the Israeli Defence force mowed down protesting Palestinians in Gaza. It was a massacre, 50 plus dead. It was also about the NAKBA commemoration. South Africa withdrew their ambassador from Israel in disgust. A very poignant symbolism, humans with a fresh memory of how life on the lower end of an apartheid state tastes like! Most of Europe's diplomats stayed away from the Jerusalem bash too. The middle east is a European backyard, and passions there are already inflamed enough. But the republic of Kenya made a different choice, just like our lower neighbour, Tz; and further afield, Rwanda. Rwanda's is a government which accepts pay to traffic African refugees deported from Israel. Purely business I suppose. The profit motive. To explain the delicacies of Kenya's official position, I suppose we could call on Lady Monicah Juma, she of foreign affairs. But I hesitate. Like Omamo Reycho at defence, I am afraid my thinking is Monicah too is just another flower girl. She is an ornamental exhibit, no less than her predecessor, Bi Amina, now wholy illiterate at education. Yes, no more than I think Cecil Kariuki should be called to book on the latest NYS scam, do I think Monicah would know anything about why New York Macharia sleeps on some voting days, and attends which parties when he is supposed to be sick or away! www.nation.co.ke/news/1056-855588-iiqv2qz/index.html NB: Between them, Treasury Harvadman Rotich and Yaleman Patrick CBK Njoroge can sort out for us the details of the NYS scams on the double. But if such brains are on Omerta on any scam, be it Eurobond or NYS, IFMIS or computer errors in budgetary software, I don't see the point of going through the motions, holding up hairdressers groaning under the weight of suitcases filled with top denomination currency, busy filling up canters! No, I do not behave like Mumo Matemu, Aaron Ringera, Philip Kinisu, PLO, nor Clergyman Wabukala who, all they do, is make phoney busy trying to fry small fish, to deflect from the cheap shots their compromised hearts compel them to! No, I have never lost my temper at slay queens enjoying Kingly bounty from Homa Bay county, and I wont start now at the national level! But Kenya surely is a vassal state living dangerously. She takes money from Beijin for her daily up-keep, but obeys Washington around town like a dog. This is the moment to ponder the fates of men like Ababu Namwamba, he of foreign affairs! Only yesterday, Namwamba was a billed YOUNG TURK and the hope of the party, county and country. He was a General, a man of gravitas with the youth. But today he knows not what an apartheid state is, nor what a massacre is, perpetrated upon a colonised people! Pesa na cheo zimepiga kichwa knock, young turk amekuwa dead turk. --Picture the great Ababu cuddling a glass of champagne in Jerusalem, engaging in small talk with Ivanka Trump during the ceremony. May be he quoted MBS to her on the Palestinian issue, that they have a joint laugh. Ababy the ex young Turk no longer quotes Abraham Lincoln! No time for adult talk no more AHED TAMIMI RED CARDS THE OCCUPATION! Gets solitary confinement in Israeli jail! Eh, Namwamba, I thought about you sipping champagne in Jerusalem, with all the good people and cheer as John Lennon would sing! And I thought to myself, like Louis Armstrong, what a wonderful world! O yeee!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jun 10, 2018 20:04:51 GMT 3
WILLIAM RUTO: KING OF GRAFT AS THE SHOE-IN PRESIDENT?
The scumbag political top-layer have a simple problem. How can they, a parcel of rogues, turn out heroes in the nationally popular fight against corruption, while at the same time elevating one of their most corrupt members to the top political office in the land?
How can things change, as Ouru Kenyatta bellows with his declared battle on graft, only to stay the same, with his corruption inebriated deputy succeeding him without a shot!? what gives!?
So William Ruto requires tremendous political skill and luck to pull off a compromise. But this is high stakes politics, so luck does not count. Skill and daring does. And a ruthless streak.
DARING, ALL OPTIONS ON THE TABLE!
If we consider elections can be rigged, and in deed have been rigged in Kenya before, a solution template already presents itself. In fact the latest rigging of the presidential vote was only last year. Subsequently the question of legitimacy threatened to undercut Uhuru Kenyatta's tenure and legacy. There was much political turmoil fermented by Agwambo. The swearing-in of the peoples president may have been mock and kalongolongo, but the 30% turn-out which gave Uhuruto the 98% victory (after the first ran into a Maraga No), also meant duly elected did not mean legitimate and the whole process was a circus. Kenya went into the grips of political farce, a Triumvirate. The comedy of the handshake is a further rendition of the theme. --But the truth be said, one thing the handshake has done is resolve the Triumviracy. Uhuru Kenyatta is now President beyond question. Raila and Ruto can vie for vice --the way Raila as PM once vied for hierarchy with Kalonzo as VP, with Kibaki as top-dog. (remember how the later NASA-TICKET would bicker over the microphone like Sonko and Tobiko!)
Daring is for Ruto to contemplate achieving power with another rigging too. If Ruto convinces the establishment he is a safe pair of hands, an election win can be arranged for him, one way or another.
And I mean, even by murder. And not of a bureaucratic cog like Musando.
As to whether Kenya can stomach another rigged election punctuated by murder or murders, that is a wait and see. A lot of people will take sides only once the fog has cleared some.
Meanwhile PARANOIA BEGINS TO CREEP IN
Here is a nervous court breaking surface. They summoned Noordin Haji to come and explain his WITCHUNT!
The honour among thieves! we will verify!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jun 25, 2018 21:16:09 GMT 3
WAAWU! PETER KENNETH SURFACES, A RAT OUT OF RUTO'S HAT!
Some guys are lucky, lucky like a beautiful woman --in peace time. Beautiful women have a certain power over most men, something to do with basic instincts. During war, they are booty for the most brutal thug in town. That is just the way it is with basic instincts.
Take Peter Kenneth. On his own, he can't punch a shocker. We saw his presidential run, we saw his Nairobi gubernatorial run. When hardened and tough punchers are in the ring, Peter is not with the bookies. NO. He is a flower girl.
But there is that star-girl quality about him. In a hard world, he scares nobody but appeals to many, that means, yes, a natural COMPROMISE CANDIDATE. In this respect he is a bit like a drunken, zombified Mwai Kibaki. As daggers are drawn in the succession plot toward 2022, William Ruto has beaten the other birds to the worm! Kenneth Ndani, Ndani! -Running mate. Kenya is a permanent presidential campaign trail.
But we could be flying too fast. Those two elections of 2017 kicked up a lot of dust, and we are like a ship flying high-speed through a rocky belt.
In deed this is a hard moment. There is a national crisis: corruption; poisonous foodstuff has been imported and passed for consumption. But as usual PK is dumb. Peter never heard of these corruption scandals, Peter never heard of the sugar fiasco. This sugar has two sour aspects: it is unfit for human consumption and the -duty-free quantities were enough to wipe out local, struggling millers. PK's fence sitting is as even Mwai Kibaki would frown at. A mild man for all seasons.
If an issue is controversial, important, national and requires leadership or enlightened commentary, trust Peter Kenneth to play possum. He is above all parties. The quality to have a meaningless, non-polarising personality, to have no opinion about important issues but remain popular, is truly the stuff of unicity. --I have forgotten the character in one of Tolstoy's books, War and Peace I think it is, which, in the form of a perfect beautiful woman, is a study of this quality now so exemplified by PK in Kenya.
THE MUMBI DILEMMA
The House of Mumbi is in a bind. Nobody in MK weighing the post Uhuru settlement can quite call Ruto's Kalenjin bluff. -Ichungwa the Kikuyu Mpig poured his heart out in a distress call with instinctive candour. Ruto made Uhuru President. All the rest like Kalonzo, Mudavadi, Raila, to the extent they were ready to team up with Uhuru Kenyatta, only were ready on condition that they stayed top and Uhuru bottom. Only Ruto agreed to hoist Uhuru top, and himself second fiddle. How can 'WE' forget this!? --Ichungwa pleaded with something of a dropping tear.
Is it altruism here!? An appeal to honour!? -No, it is the House of Mumbi fretting for her Hostages in The Rift Valley. Street wise Kenya is stating it loud and clear everywhere. Ruto is no Raila to be doublecrossed without consequence, the way Kibaki twice owned Agwambo. First trashing the NARC MOU, then robbing him of his win later in 2007. With no consequences. Rather, the 2007 consequence came from the Rift Valley, surprising all.
Before a GEMA personality gets into the mode of (Nyeri Town Mpig Wambugu Wanjiri) entertaining debating Ruto off his 2022 entitlement, he must have a foolproof plan or appear foolhardy. Gideon Arap Moi, who is the bone being fronted by the lame-duck Ouru to appease Kalenjin disappointments at Ruto's axing, doesn't look his own punch in the weighing scales. Howbeit Gikuyu nationalism, fretting in Bondage to Ruto, finds itself welded to the most renegade faction of the bandits in rule. They have to whitewash massive corruption --it is all a witch hunt!
They have to play succession politics preaching things stay the same, the rot continues, while the land at large is seething in revulsion at the decay. The land is no longer at ease with the old way of doing things ---Can we survive another rigged presidential election really? Can this corruption scandals be swept under the carpet without dire repercussions? Can the bandits maintain power without a radical deal with the population?
Peter Kenneth seems to think so. He is happy to join the front seat in the caravan of bandits. Flower girls usually ride automatically front seat, passenger.
More shadow moves must be on the way.
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Post by jakaswanga on Jul 8, 2018 8:04:06 GMT 3
ON A LIGHT TOUCH (SABA-SABA DAY 2018)
OF KALENJINS, OKUYUS, JADHES AND OTHER SAVAGES OF KENYA
You have to read the horror script called the AG's reports on the state of the nation's finances, to understand why I call you a savage with ease. You see, even monkeys wouldn't misuse and abuse collective wealth ---say a water source, the way we do our treasury and taxes. Therefore Kenya, as a calling, as an emotional loyalty to die for, an entity to uphold high and affirm with OUR ALL and the best in us, I submit, is still a notion too alien to take seat in thy primitive head, O Ruler Ape. Nay, thee are first and foremost a Luhya, Kamba, Gikuyu, Luo or Kalenjin pre-ape!
But that is your beauty. That you are a pre-ape.
Pre-ape is but a stage. You are evolving, still half crawling, but on the way to uprightness. Some day you will no longer be a pre-ape but a monkey. Monkeys do not shoo-shoo on collective responsibility the way the alpha males of Kenya, at least those in dominance, do on their oaths of office. Your evolutionary future is bright, Ape. No, it is not you but just the current economic dispensation, the socio-political habitat, which has reached a dead-end. Howbeit the alpha males running the lower animals farm must perish with it. We are watching their death throes, thrashing wildly about 2022, doomed like so many tadpoles marooned in a steadily draining pond in the heating sun.
Meanwhile consider this latest crisis: Their Lowliness have been selling poisonous sugar to your fellow lesser apes, both kith and kin. But no, neither do you know nor care the nature of the poison: was it mercury? Was it Copper? Whatever other impurities and sickier toxins!?
Pigs are smart animals, they would do some --credible-- lab-tech tests and specify toxicity. But the report produced by the parliamentary committee which, throughout the last two weeks, purported to investigate the bitter-sugar-issue, makes it, even by mouth of the speaker, an insult to hogs to commemorate them in one epithet with the Kenyan parliamentarian.
Pigs are greedy but non scavengers.
But in a perverted sense, this exemplification of no sense of duty at all by an elected elite, is just one more building block, one slow-motion step toward the forging of Kenyan consciousness. Their utter rot and corruption will become the example of the worst-case scenario of local misrule. Like upright China now looks at the period her rulers were forced to sign away their people as an opium market for the super profits of British tenderpreneurs, so will future generations of Kenya view, with utter scorn, contempt and humiliation, the Jubilee regime of Uhuruto plus Handshake Raila Odinga, who converted the citizens of Kenya into a market for poisons from abroad, to the profit of their dynastic families.
This voluntary poisonous food-crime done to the people of Kenya by their own legitimate, duly sworn-in government will stand out in our history as where the elite hit rock bottom and passed out.
HUNG HARTS
The tolls of vengeance chime Every heart tired of the crimes The tolls of vengeance chime Haitian Slaves pondering a break
It is tic-toc to the new dawn Every heartbeat a bloody rhyme. It is tic-toc to the new dawn Haitian slaves pondering a break.
The colonial whip forged rudimentary consciousness. The first generation of the Kenyattas' and the Odingas' represented the first condensations of this awareness, in terms of political activism. But the inferiority of the forge of that first generation of nationalists has since been amptly illustrated by the (continental wide) mediocrity of their heritage, bearing in many cases the same names too.
Dynasties as it were. Medieval Kings re-appeared in a wicked stroke of atavism or, other term, backward evolution.
The post-colonial banana republic of Kenya, now at its decomposing peak with the Jubilee plus Handshake regime, needs a jump in consciousness. Everything it does, beggars this. Look at the body charged with managing elections, Wafula Chebukati's IEBC!
What do you see!?
Perfection! --ape!
The perfection of incompetence.
Upward O Apes, upwards toward Upright! On all fours is unseemly for top apes!
Continued: PRE-APES TO STAND UPRIGHT SOON!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jul 8, 2018 11:09:56 GMT 3
ON A LIGHT TOUCH (SABA-SABA DAY 2018) The post-colonial banana republic of Kenya, now at its decomposing peak with the Jubilee plus Handshake regime, needs a jump in consciousness. Everything it does, beggars this. Look at the body charged with managing elections, Wafula Chebukati's IEBC! What do you see!? Perfection! --ape! The perfection of incompetence.Upward O Apes, upwards toward Upright! On all fours is unseemly for top apes! Continued: PRE-APES TO STAND UPRIGHT SOON!NB: NB: THINKING BREAKTHROUGH ALREADY HAPPENED, IT JUST HASN'T BEEN BREAKING NEWS AROUND YOUR LOCAL JORNO! A forensic audit of Kenyan culture will promptly reveal this necessary jump in consciousness has already occurred. Only not yet institutionalised. In fact there are two breakthroughs represented by two ultimately contrasting characters. Canidate Martin Ngatia of the KRA and General Miguna Miguna of the NRMke. Red Ngatia is a man preaching REVOLUTION, a total break with current Kenya. Dr. Miguna Miguna is all CONSTITUTIONALISM: The General is a legal addict committed to the REFORM agenda. This is much more like the famous 2010 promulgated thingy was suppose to usher in, and generalise or institutionalise. Just obey the law and all will be fine! Both these men, Miguna Miguna and Martin Ngatia are as 'articulate' and as emotionally charged as streaks of thunderbolt striating the skies, telling of rainy futures. Dr. Ekuru Aukot who once blew his own trumpet crowning himelf official leader of the opposition following Raila's handshake treachery, has fortunately realised the times are too harsh for jokers like him and since retired from attempting conmanship on the cheap. Well done sir to him! Obviously then, the narrative for the future of Kenya out of this crisis, Jubilee plus Handshake crisis, is a fiercely contested story on the real front. And front page of history. --William Ruto for things stay the same (the candidate of the establishment), Miguna Miguna for obeying the rule of the law (Yesterdays dream with the 2010 peaked document), and Red Ngatia for the total, Jacobinian overhaul, complete with a bloody purge of every thief who ever stole from the collective kitty. Words are not being minced. That is articulateness. No time for PR and spin doctors. These would only get in the way of the meaning. (Ngatia: 'Thieves like Waiguru, Ruto, Moi will be hanged with fencing wires to save the cost of bullets!' -----how does a PR department spin that? Kanze Dena, try that lunch, girl!)New image poster girl at Ikulu NairobiIt demands quite a politician to juggle all these tendencies in Kenyan culture, to run a stable regime of a rational social compromise. Failing such a wily, CIVILIAN politician, a strong man will fill in. A strongman can be a medieval re-incarnation (Al-Sisi in Egypt), or a seer (Thomas Sankara, Hugo Chavez types), or a right wing Peronist type. All options are on the table so to speak. NB: The Handshake is a rational compromise between factions of the ruling pre-apes. But it leaves out Kenyans in the cold: Good for the rulers isn't good for the citizens here. But the young pre-apes in the Ruto faction do not have the instincts developed to read this gimmick in the wider picture, that the Handshake is to ENLENGTHEN the rule of the bandit class they belong to. Raila's role is to DEMOBILISE and disorient the rising young Turks radicalised by the events of 2017 and, on January 30th this year, further purposed by discovering the depths of the resolve in the hearts of the citizens. The masses dared Uhuruto to commit mass murder in the centre of Nairobi. Uhuru stared at the abyss. No thank you, he sighed. The William Ruto faction behaves as if the ruling class can survive a massacre of the masses at the centre of Nairobi. Had there not been this handshake, meseems, it is likely Kenya would now be under a permanent state of emergency, the economy in total shambles. Ruto's faction, obsessed with 2022, hasn't developed an opportunity cost analysis to the handshake. What would Raila on the outside now be doing!? hanged or alive!?Uhuru must decide whether he can sacrifice the whole ruling class he belongs to just to make Ruto succeed him, or whether he can enlengthen the class rule of the bandits in toto, by sacrificing Big Ruto. There gotta be a price for the breathing room. Even parasite bandits who never performed a days work in their lives one day have to pay the going price for reality. Political reality in Kenya, is that the land is charged and waiting for a signal to exterminate the parasites who would poison the masses to death for a profit to their families. It is the kind of sin which stirs dark forces. Sugar is in every house, even the poorest, and at every table in any hotel, from the slums to Runda and Muthaiga. Never will a Kenyan look at a sugar-dish and not seethe with disgust at the scum of a regime which destroyed a daily indulgence with poisonous lace. Written for SABA SABA 2018. This day passed without remembrance you will remember: amnesia too is a form of mercury-induced cancer!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jul 14, 2018 6:41:34 GMT 3
NOW SIFUNA AND JOHO ARE THE LOOSING TEAM, WHY?They are both beholden to Raila, and The Truth is The Captain is no longer playing the game of the peoples future, neither with himself, nor with his ODM. But true to form, the opponent, bad or ugly, is DECIDED, is resolute and already running very hard, making mileage ahead for President. He is also incumbent, and, howbeit, makes no bones about his entitlement to this particular destiny. Neither does his homebase mince words over the big stick they wield: if Kikuyus don't repay the debt, the Rift Valley they must quit -sooner alive, later dead!This bomb ticks on loud in every ones mind. It must be diffused or its bluff be called. -- The Kalenjins chase anybody out of the RV, the rest chase the Kalenjin out of everywhere else in Kenya. Dawa ya moto, ni moto model. There has been a treat in tiring national comedy. This was captured in a moment of denial both ways, within Jubilee. DP William Ruto lied on national TV, ati MK owes him nothing; the Muthamaki too owes him zilch, Baba Anna explained with his 'usual Christian candour'. When William Ruto plays such a game on TV, Gikuyu's deep in the RV must shiver. Such a Big Lie does must contain pure evil. It is a dare, the assurance of a hungry hyena to lambs that he has seen the light and is now a herbivore. But from the outset, the Jubilee (Gikuyu- Kalenjin DYNASTY) plan is well known and was articulated: Uhuru kumi, Ruto Kumi; this was the fabled tyranny of two ethnic numbers. Failing that, blatant rigging would come in to top the numbers some
... (NB: so did we end up with two presidents, the peoples and the official! This precipitated an indefinable legitimacy which begot The Handshake as a patch up. For some reason the old-fashioned tyranny of the bullet like we have in neighbouring Uganda and Rwanda are thinkable in Kenya but remain undoable for Jubilee! Say, let us keep the sh!t like that. Our sh!t is centuries koshier than those prehistoric nightmares nextdoor! ---Ever since the big-minded Kibaki became President, there has been room for robust and carefree expression in Kenya; and this open-debate legacy remains intact in Kenya, be it constantly under attack by the backward establishment. 'Speak the much you want, criticise me to your fill, your stupid tongues need the exercise!' Kibaki told us. But Weee, try that in Rwanda and Uganda!) Anyway The other lie next to William Ruto's, has been the viral song by a Kiambu artist, HATUNA DENI. It says GEMA owes no one any debt, and has never owed. Never! not to Jaramogi for Uhuru na Kenyatta; not to Raila for Kibaki tosha; not to Ruto for the Muthamaki ascension! --No, Ruto, if you know your history of Kenya, you know MK wont pay you sh!t for whatever debt you think they owe you! Aksante ya punda ni ule-ule tu! Or so goes the lyrics of the song between and over the lines. I had some MK linguists work on its undertones for me. Culture is easily a b!tch if you don't do your reading carefully. The likes of Mzalendo Kibunja and Francis Ole Kaparo tend to be dumb and deaf apes, the types with a zillion years of evolution to go before appreciating human culture becomes a mental trait in them. Once upon a time on Jukwaa there was quite a run-in, after a song was declared HATE SPEECH by deaf apes organised in the National COHESION AND INTEGRATION COMMISSION, NCIC: A moment of reflecting on the NCICHow did he get there? --patronage! NB: ONCE UPON A TIME, August 12 2011, during the ICC headaches. Eh, times were really desperate then. Eh, he understands national cohesion, doesn't he!? Just another errand dog rewarded with a bone to gnaw. First there is need for cohesion in Jubilee today. What say thee, Ole Kaparo!? The debts owed by the elite amongst themselves, are not necessarily interned by the people, nor are they necessarily considered legitimate. It is a known fact and, that kafact is common enough in history, that leaders, elected or not, are rarely Queens of the hearts of the peoples they purport to represent 100%, irrespective of turn-out %tages! It is thus a dangerously murky area, the peoples will as interpreted by a thieving class, an electoral college class, a constitutional monarchy class, or even ---come to think of it----- a divine papacy supported by a god-chosen curia! Kenyan politics has a notion of debts. Coalition politics is that ethnic cheque-book, that contractual or yes, transactional! He set the record the straight!? No Quid pro Quo! Hallelujah! Everyone knows he is lying including himself. That means he is serving an ultimatum. Uhuru Kenyatta is cornered. He gotta do a tri-tango, he gotta juggle Raila and Ruto simultaneously. The inertia of yesterday's cabinet mini reshuffle and a few bone-throws here and there underscores the bureaucratic and political stalemate at the top. The reshuffle failed to reflect a (reaction to and) coming to terms with the hottest and latest political development in the country: mass poisoning by means of a daily staple: sugar. -An issue more emotional and fretful than Al-Shabaab for which the KDF is deployed abroad. But what of the ODM side? The opposition for lack of a better word!?Well, the Maximum Leader of the opposition has bolted. That confuses the troops. Unless a swift and quick-witted man of destiny rises to the moment and seizes it, disarray is the future. ODM looks to have none of that sort. Joho and Sifuna look unable to surf in the tumultuous waves. The contempt with which the Coast Mpigs in their endorsement of Ruto, financially induced or not, have treated their party Big Wigs, underscores the impotence of Joho and Sifuna. Joho and Sifuna are potentially a dynamic duo mobilising the grassroots of disenfranchised Kenyan youth. This includes the anti-corruption constituency Alfred Nandi Keter is trying to rouse and kick-start to ride. But with Joho and Sifuna tied to the Handshake, thus squandering the biggest youth mobilising factor, it is no surprise their national standing has dived to ....
should I say ....
near the current stature of ex-ODM Jenerali, Herr Ababu de Namwamba!Lost to the cause! 001 Joho has abandoned the narrative of social justice at large which made him the darling speaker across the land during the campaigns last year. Ametishua na wezi, become mealy-mouthed, lost edge, sharpness and bluntness, and dipped. Like his boss Agwambo. Agwambo on his last legs seems much more in a quest for personal fortune to bequeath to the family dynasty. The liberation struggle must go on without him, and in case he be bigger than the ODM, then the aluta must continua without the popular party too, which anyway now is a Jubilee subset. Of course no one can take away from the old soldier the battle scars and stars he won in the peoples trenches. It has been quite a lifetime there, but the struggle is a monster. This monster continues to demand sacrifice at every turn, everyday, and, considering the national liberation struggles of other countries which went the full throttle, centuries long, generations on end, Kenya may just be firing the opening shots in her national liberation odyssey. In line to duty must be a caste, a dynasty of liberation samurai so to speak. This is why Lenin developed the theory of the professional revolutionary for the proletariat class. He reasoned without a dedicated crack-group of ruthless revolutionaries organised in a party, the divine Romanovs would continue their act of playing God over a sickly and sinking Russia. Howbeit Lenin would prove himself a man of his word. The October revolution swept feudal cobwebs like the Royals aside and mercilessly cast the Romanovs down the pit latrine of history. More or less literally. NEXT THE LENINIST SCALE OF MENTAL CALIBRE.
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Post by jakaswanga on Jul 14, 2018 9:04:46 GMT 3
APES TO STAND UPRIGHT SOON, not yet the Leninist scale! In romantic fantasy, heroes emerge during a crisis. In the material history of nations, too, always heroes emerge under duress. The colonial and imperialist duress Vietnam was under, forged the heroism of Ho, Vo and the rest of red-gang leadership. Little Cuba, poor and an American mafia brothel Island, would produce a terrifying monster. Only such a monster could defy God, 90km away across the ocean, and change the fortunes of Soddom and Ghomorrah. That was the apartheid-killer Fidel, and of course his romantic revolutionary romantic and Congo-loving sidekick, Ernesto Guevara. Cuban doctors now infest Kenya, our own system having failed. To a short-termist like the bank clerks and stock-market CEO's who are obsessed with the annual quarterly figures, it will appear Kenya has no heroes forged, neither does she need forged ones: ---The Chinese can finance and build the roads and rails; no Kenyans needed, not even the wheelbarrow pusher. Cuba and Indian docs will treat the sick. No Kenyans needed. The IMF and World Bank will author the economic policies, sorry Rotich, sorry Njoroge, your minds are permanently retired. You are just wall-paper like those trophies Big Game hunters used to hang on their walls in young Nairobi. From this banker's perspective, Kenya can be written off, evolutionarily deleted so to speak. But Kenya is young. Younger than the USA. Kenya is still truly more of a loose amalgam. She has not yet even come to ponder whether she should dissolve into Balkans (Bantustans!) or the large EAC, then Pan-Afric federal state. Russia was already 1000+ years under the Romanov Gods, by the time Lenin and his red band had enough of their incestuous sh!t, and shoved them all down a latrine pit. It can therefore take a long-time of abuse before a culture, nation or citizen, subjects, suffer such a drastic loss of tempers at their leaders. This long term doesn't mean no short-cuts. In deed the most potent invention of Vladimir Lenin was the historical short-cut.Yap. Saving time! Interesting to look at which historical stages we in Kenya have to jump, can jump ahead. And more interesting, the mental forge and calibre of soul, to effect it --hop, step, jump and land good. Sooner rather than later then, can we dry-run the competences of the bandits messing about in Nairobi, and of course at a county near you. Then will we perceive the history of our land to be, with a few variations here and there as is always the case with the future. But when a whole elite unites, one faction to make super profits for themselves by force-feeding poisonous sugar etcetera etcetera to the people whose interests they purport to represent and defend, while the other to busy themselves covering up for the criminals in exchange for a fat bribe, there is no need entertaining the illusion it all must end well for all. This cautionary story must be repeatedly told: The emperor of China was once forced to decree his subjects be turned into opium addicts for the profit of imperial powers. It is said Chairman Mao gathered a crop of Chinese poets to give him a catch-phrase to capture the moment of national liberation. An Old blind poet didn't hesitate. He looked at Mao and laughed: Mao, the Chinese people stand up! And that was the phrase Mao used on the day modern China was launched: THE CHINESE PEOPLE STAND UP! so? NB: We are bowed, Ouru Kenyatta, feeding our children poison for the profit of your band of criminals. Our hearts weep, with pain at the coming epidemic of cancer that shall ravage our progeny. But you and your merry band of sumu-dealers laugh all the way to the bank. You took the oath to defend the land, Ouru, Ha! what a Judas oath! Now you preside over the destruction of her peoples with slow poison, giving the Bible a Judas kiss for an oath of office. We are bowed, O yeah we are bowed, Ouru but I take heart in the insane, slowly rising rage: the Kenyan people shall stand up! And if hell hathnt the fury of a scorned woman, a scorned woman hathnt the fury of a Kenya, arising to her feet! To become upright! FEED ME POISON, FATTEN MY RAGE Feast! thee beasts of Nairobi! Feast on the future of the land For it is verily your last supper!
Lay her waste like you beasts soon shall be Historical litter that bores even a scavenger!
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Post by jakaswanga on Jul 15, 2018 11:33:31 GMT 3
THE LENINIST SCALE OF MENTAL CALIBRE
If the Richter measures quakes somehow, the mental calibre of the Bolshevik Lenin is a good yardstick to calibrate the quality of minds jostling to dominate the future of a land, even a banana one like Kenya.
That is a joke.
Lenin is the man of the short cut! The panya road of history. Straight to the point. No nonsense. --there is no space in the future of Russia for a royal family. If they (Czar's family) don't flee, they'll be dead.
Obviously the Leninist scale would be too big a boot for your saints from NASA, Jubilee, KANU, ODM, TNA, URP, WIPER or the rest of the what-have-you's one comes across in Nairobi. The leading minds of these formations (insisting on their rights to deliver us to the Vision 2030 station) would register what a phat buttock fart would on the Richter!
Mayoo Africa yawa.
Who supports, and will support you, O Wanjiku!?
But, Wanjiku's plight can't be all lost! Culture, O culture, it occurred to me there must be an impatient heart beat somewhere in our culture which seeks a short-cut through history, which says there is no need for the fulfilment of Murphy's law, first, before the upward trajectory is embarked upon.
And yes, there is.
Wandering the nation's cultural mind, I came across the no-nonsense Martin Ngatia of the Kenya Red Alliance. He does not preach reform, his tiff is Revolution.
He is the only Kenyan loudly talking revolution, but like the constitutional reformist Miguna, ostracised from the Motherland.
These happenings need must be explained, culturally speaking. But at a glance it would appear Kenyan culture is keeping all historical options open. --And that is healthy. Culturally speaking.
Status quo, Reform, Revolution! (pesa position Wanjiku; ie state your stand!)
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Post by jakaswanga on Aug 1, 2018 22:28:38 GMT 3
CONTEXTS, AUGUST ONE DATES AND BEYOND! In our obsession with the zero-sum games of ethnic politics in Nairobi, we tend to take our eyes off the real ball. The comprador vermin (in Operation Self-Survival) are of course at their best busy, ever waxing ethnic to distract the people from other visions. The big picture they dare not mention, are the active imperial designs of international capital on Kenya. A major power-point of this ...
design
... is the weaponisation of DEBT, and the conquest (or instrumentalisation) of the economic policies of the African government to serve extraction, and profit. Call it debt repayment with blood interest. The conditions under which the SGR was negotiated, may fit the above bill. With adult Kenyans lying down to be caned like some lay animals on a reserved grassland, the Chinese obviously see themselves as owning us. It is obvious we signed away our dignity to let them think that. And that is a dark problem. Selling dignity for cash. Prostitutes know all about it. This financial imperialism whereby the Treasury in Nairobi is an obedient handmaid is the current historical context, or the backdrop to which the 2022 political game of the Uhuru succession should be mapped. Who, of the busy bodies around town for president, is least likely to leave matters undisturbed? IMF KNIGHTS RIDE INTO TOWNThis week has seen the arrival of the IMF conquistadores in town. Like in the inquisition, they are armed with some awesome torture instruments, and I betcha Kenyan labour is going to feel the animosity of a Capital fighting depleting rates of margins, of profit. This drooping rate is the genesis of the famous trade war between Trump's USA and the rest of the world, China and the EU foremost, then Russian and Iran. During a meeting in Washington, DC, last Wednesday, Trump and the European Commissions president, Jean-Claude Juncker, agreed to the beginnings of a deal meant to lower tensions between the two parties. This was a very big day for free and fair trade, Trump said in a press conference after the two met. According to Bloomberg, the Trump administration is considering levying tariffs of 25% on $200 billion worth of Chinese goods shipped to the US, a move that would inevitably deepen tensions between the two nations. Trump so far has publicly threatened 10% tariffs on this tranche of imports The arrival of this IMF budget fixers and debt-collectors in Nairobi is the biggest event in the financial calendar year in Nairobi. These are the guys who beat back the interest rates caps law, Ouru's signature or not, parliamentary seal or not. Howbeit you wont hear your ethnic gods take you through this key event. Nay, the tongues of the The Handshake duo --Muthamaki Kamwana and The Mysterious Agwambo, just as those of The Hustler Singh, Kalonzo and the rest of the chickensh!ts like Weta and MDVD, have been all but chopped off. But Patick Njoroge spoke! O boy with guts he did! But before that, some history By 2018 Diapora remittances had overtaken all traditional exports like tea, horticulture, and the fabled tourism too. And the legendary oil-find is not yet anywhere near a mentionable statistic as a shilling buoy. One thing I can say is that the remittance from the diaspora Kenyans is not criminal, hot money. It is labour earned. Which means the shilling's strength is labour-dependent. Bullsh!t natural resources. This fact will be important when we review Hjalmar Schacht again, and how he, Hitler's economic brains, turned hyper-inflation in Germany in a time span theoretically impossible in orthodox economics. An author is quoted as putting like this Of course only yesterday in February, CBK Njoroge and Poison Sugar Rotich were desperate for the IMF credit facility ---there was no handshake in place and the announced bluff, imminent arrest of the 'treasonably sworn-in' peoples President, Odinga Tinga, meant a depression and capital flight bigger than PEV 2008 was in the offing. But Kernyans in the diapora, O patriots, increased their the dosage of their foreign currency injections, and the shilling held. Of course Njoroge had long panicked and re-introduced shark-rate interest rates as he was ordered to by the IMF on behalf of FIAT MONEY! (let there be money and there was money, ie QUANTITATIVE EASING, reserve currency the dollar and euro printed without back-up, but used as real money earning interest rates!) ---See why one gotta read Hjalmar Schacht! He tunnelled his way out of a (Versailles fashioned) DEBT TRAP designed to Keep Germany down forever! And the icing on the cake Suppose Njoroge is right. --I don't think he is, with Rotich taxing Mpesa transactions as low as ksh100 and pumping levies on parraffin, I much more get the idea of a panic-stricken, default-endangered debtor, desperately in the throes and woes of bankruptcy blues. Rosy futures do not tax sh!t out of dead peoples' guts like Thugge and Rotich are up to. But my original point was to underscore that our ethnic King Pins and Nairobi bandits --Ouru and Raila and Ruto and Weta and co, will not touch these subjects of debt policy and expropriation. No, they will keep the nation on a daily diet of a double portion of poison: toxic sugar and ethnic politics. With the Kenyan body and mind thus inebriated with that double poison, Kenya is primed for a date-rape, ie drugged for abuse ---by international and local creditors. Now lets get back to ethnic politics. --Ouru met Moi, announced. The beautiful lips of Kanze Dena, the way they part to round on the word Moi, is a sight that turns me dizzy. Which is where I have to stop for I sense a tale about my fisherman dad rising. No, he cared sh!t for lip service, he was a bat man! And I will be back! Just a thought: With all these corruption and financial waste, we still clock 6.2% growth. Imagine what goes with zero-tolerance to corruption! Imagine the potential curtailed by the rampant corruption! It surely is a vision to overthrow a government for!
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Post by jakaswanga on Aug 7, 2018 22:35:00 GMT 3
THE DAY OF THE NON-BANDITS
Flip side: suppose 2022 is the year of the non-bandit? Hold the thought!
Truly so far the bandits have had one hell of a successful run. You can call it an ESTAFETTE, a bastardised Latin term which originally referred to mounted couriers running a relay race to deliver some stern imperial edict to distant provinces.
Jomo took the button from the colonist long ago, and today another Kenyatta is set to hand it over to either another Moi or his deputy and Kingmaker Ruto. All, bandits or tropical state gangsters in French literature.
Kenyatta One nokawo kedi a lwet Jo-Ukoloni ma Jo-Ingreza. Eka noweyogo ni DT arap Moi, Moi nolworo kode nyadihigini 25 molil mudho --Ochuka odwa mayoe matin---- eka oweye ni Obako g'Agwambo. Kanyo chachni nobedo e kind Joka-Bandita gogo, mi Kibaki noduodo Raila kendo n onyonogo Piny. Bang'e Obako noduokogo ir Kenyatta machielo, ma wan-go sani. Ma biro luwo, e chenro mar estafette kihistoria mar JokaLochKuo, gin ji ariyo ma sani timo limbalimba e dir pap: Ruto ka ok kamano to Moi No 2.
The comprador have it all mapped out. Omera GINI GISEKAWO, NYAKA CHIL!
Or, have they!?
More than a century plus of running rings around Wanjiku is more than enough, for sooth be said. Recall, half of those lost years is black skins white masks of independence, yeah, of comprador primitive accumulation, a rule without industrialisation, a regime of mass impoverisation. That is enough time wasted.
SUBTEXT: RUDI GIULIANI CALLS THE MAFIA'S BLUFF
It was a daring do and Rudi has written extensively and been interviewed equally so about it. It is a story which is worth repeating to all sons and, these days, daughters.
Life boils down to guts. Nothing else.
Like: 'My name is Rudi Giuliani. I am currently an insignificant DA (District Attorney) in backyard New York. I am going to kick the Mafia's ass. And ran the beasts out of town. I am gonna help New Yorkers take back their city. Thanx in advance for those who will help. Fak you and see you in hell for those who wont!'
That was his all, his all he was pledged to do.
Now, did he or didn't he!?
Many enjoyed a cynical, nervous laugh at the suicidal fool. Few gave him a chance. But Rudi was Giuliani's son, and he had had enough of Italians bred to be automatically sequacious to the mob, conditioned to ever bow before the crime godfathers. (like you, O Kenyans, before your thieving tribal deity!)
Not me, the son of Giuliani said. And Holy sh!t, he meant it!
The sh!tiest thing is this is exactly what the majority of New Yorkers were waiting for. A man of character, guts and dare to clean the sh!t up and drive the criminals out of the social pinnacle.
It is just as if Kenya too is ripe for such a suicidal dare-devil. Miguna, Ngatia and Githong'o rolled into one! To clean the sh!t off the streets and kick bandit ars out of town!
Holy sh!t! it is a thought for 2022!
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Post by jakaswanga on Aug 14, 2018 20:41:45 GMT 3
KINOTI REJECTED 500-700m BRIBE
in foreign currency!
I admit I am sucker for tabloid tales. And by tabloid tales I included great works of art, I repeat, like Tolstoy's Anna Karenina, the great French novel Madame DeBovary; OJ Simpson and the murder of his ex-wife Nicole, and of course Monicah Lewinsky and the Presidential d.ick. The serpent in the garden of Eden who opens Eve's eyes through a suck of the forbidden fruit is another classic in my library of tabloid tales, just like Henry the 8th and how he literary ex.'s his wives by the axe. So too the elopment of Hellene with Paris which ends up in the destruction of Ilios!
They are also called soap, if you are the TV-watching kind. (From the African library I refer to them as CHINEKE the bird blues!)
Now consider the following. Ksh.700M cash in a room. Well dispersed over reserve currencies. The man they are being offered to as a bribe, is none other than the DCI Kinoti. Together with DGI Waweru and DPP Noordin Haji, DCI Kinoti is the third Musketeer as President Kenyatta battles corruption in Kenya.
The cartel wing which authored this bribery attempt must be desperate, but I admire their dare. They had enough Intel, called psychological profile, of the DCI to know two things: -1. He wouldn't dare arrest the mediators or negotiatorS and --2. Kinoti wouldn't dare reveal their names, nor from who they took orders.
I will omit the obvious one: they knew he wouldn't CONFISCATE THE CASH and hand it over to the treasury!
We all know the saying: a fool and his money are soon parted. 700M cash, just like that. The cartel had insurance! Here is one version of the story!
There is actually a criminal statute on attempting to bribe a police officer, in or out of duty! But DCI Kinoti just fled, leaving evidence, culprits, self-incriminating brokers and all else which could have fixed the guilty. The attempted bribery was as good as a confession of guilt. (This time the DCI fled as a warning to the criminals! next time they will be nabbed if they carry so much cash around and attempt to bribe him!) Ghenya!
Anyway, this is a game of power, and the cartel were sure Kinoti was too junior to make a move without consulting, upper the foodchain! so they took the risk of appearing with ALL THAT liquidity (ready cash)! no fear of an on the spot confiscation! (And dam-n! so did it come to pass! no one touched their ill-gotten cash!!)
Corruption is this lucrative in Kenya. We teach in school, value is created by work. The books laud innovators -like Aklashinkov, discoverers of new industrial processes, business geniuses like Bill Gates and Steve Jobs, yeet here in Kenya .... a copper just has accept a bribe and ... zooo... sail past Zuckenberg of facebook! Then do we instinctively recognise out there a reality check out there, and it's heading our way. The Great news is, we are much disturbed at corruption because we feel this truth of doom. We know we are heading nowhere with this corruption rate.
CASH TERMS ONLY
But think about it, this LIQUID cash business. From which banks did the cartel fixers withdraw? Did they truck it like Josephine Kabura with the NYS millions ---there is a day she withdrew 400M cash!
Did the bank tellers think, sh!t, we should inform that Opus Dei Boy at Central Bank! This is a suspiciously large till! Cash!
How about when 200M was converted to reserve currencies (dollars and euros!) From which bank did the dollars come from!? and did somebody think, sh!t, that is a fortune being laundered! there is suppose to be a war on graft going on, lets call HAJI or KINOTI! or some other few good men!?
But here we are at a hotel rendesvous! DCI Kinoti fled before his mind could do the copper routine! Or may be he fled before the serpent could tempt him further to bite the tree of knowledge!
I can't wait for his memoirs for the deeper take from his heart!
Wonderful story I say! what wont your tabloids tell your about your country!
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Post by jakaswanga on Aug 23, 2018 20:55:47 GMT 3
BURIED IN THE SUBCONSCIOUS OF A NEUROTIC REGIME, TICKING BOMBSErastus Kirui Chemorei, the then adjutant of the General Service Unit training school Ruaraka who was executed by police officers in front of his familyWhen their lordships like Uhuru Kenyatta stand up in church and swear by the Good Lord, that they mean business about fighting corruption in Kenya, why do Kenyans like me behave like that unimpressed parrot in that legendary African poem!? The African politician when he talks Not even a talkative parrot bothers to
....It is because I for one is considered in how deep the rot goes. And therefore it factually very easy to smoke-out a perfunctory gimmick. Let me use an anecdote to tell the story of corruption in Kenya. Open source. The event is the above, ERUSTUS KIRUI CHEMOREI Here is the standard. It is a true Kenyan story. -FACTUAL! ERASTUS KIRUI CHIMOREI was executed by his own force, and his CRIME!? He was a honest officer, incorruptible, diligent, trusted and trustworthy: immune to bribes. When Ouru Kenyatta wants a real battle, and means business, he will start by HONOURING the HONEST MEN who have paid the highest price. They exist and have existed. OH? you never heard of any Mr. President!? Consider Bildad Kaggia, the fella your own father chided back in the 1960's: 'Paul Ngei is now richer than Dalamere, but you, Kaggia, what have you done for yourself, lazy cow!?Bildad is on record: 'I would rather die poor than get rich thieving from the people of Kenya like you, Jomo!'I am sorry, fellow citizens, Kenya is deep, and it is very easy to smoke-out fakes. Ouru and Raila are all pledges of loyalty to Daniel Arap Moi. What does a preliminary record of the Kroll, report offhand!? It ASKS why there is no KENYAN SELF-AUTHORED KROLL EQUIVALENT? or if it is there ... somewhere .... like the NDUNG'U (land) REPORT!The so-called Handshakes war on Corruption is a fix, IE, a political gimmick to hoodwink the populace. That ever cheatable populace is seething mad, so a few tokens must be tossed their way to calm their excitable temper: ---see, something is being done, Big Fish like Ndubai, Mbogo Omollo, Chumo and Kidero are being arrested! (and the little Ngerita's too!) Meseems the likes of Kidero and Chumo are not even omena in the pool of Kenyan sharks. These two scumbags wouldn't know the wherewithal to order the killing of even a prostitute, leave alone the DAYTIME GANGLAND SLAYING of a top GSU officer! nor the ritualised bush-mutilation of a Chris Musando.NB: Too, a simple event like the kangaroo deportation of Miguna Miguna shows one how real power works in Kenya. How many court injunctions did MARAGA AND HIS TOY benches meet out in the Miguna vs TheState, case!? The arms of the law reaches only so far, long enough to terrorise the common man, far too short to grasp the coattails of Lord of Impunity! Neither would Haji, Kinoti or even some EACC detective QUESTION William Ruto ---the way the EACC went to question Raila Odinga, Eurobond speaking But what would the EACC or Haji people summon DP Ruto to question him about!? Consider: No, it doesn't and can't occur to any EACC detective that Ruto can help with this case, and thus be summoned to confess or otherwise!? War on corruption!? Not even a talkative parrot would take the son of Jomo seriously! Much less the dual act of two scions of two dynasties who have been at the top of the political food chain for most if not all the time of post-independence Kenya, excellently corrupted in that period! NB: Always use common sense. What do you see? And then start to think, and progressively engage more mental gears on the thinking road! You may not find the truth, but in the process, a lot of nonsense will find no place in your head! --fool! NB: this man MIKE SONKO! Sonko finds it very difficult to override his common sense. And that has brought him very far! What is wrong with Miguna Miguna being Sonko's deputy!? I think we all know, even if lasts shorter than Policarp Igathe, Nairobi would never be the same with Josy Janyando exercising some limited power on policy decisions!Corruption will be slain alright, but like colonialism, it will stand and fight, and like Proteus The Old Man of The Sea, Corruption shall change many masks of disguise to slip through the nooses and traps set for it by challenged warriors. The Grand Finale will just have to be bloody, bullet-ridden bloody like the corpse of the honest cop, Erastus Chimorei, when the Cartel, by hand of his own mercenary comrades, was done with him.
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Post by jakaswanga on Sept 7, 2018 22:17:56 GMT 3
ANOTHER YOUNG LADY DATING A MIDDLE AGED PREDATOR, SLAINYoung ladies of a certain kind are trophy-use-things to men of a certain age and position in the social ladder. This will continue to be so, since the relationship between a man and his member is the truest case of till death do us part! On the other side, many a young lady will continue to hawk beauty and accompanied special female entertainment services as their greatest cash-in assets. In institutionaly amoral, culturally depersonalised entities like our Kenya ----integrity undefined, the dishonourable thing the norm ....., the devil's workshop is supremely busy devising matches between Sponsors and Slay-Queens. And there's is a greater far exceeding supply of willing female meat to make a predator's paradise! The devil is in bliss! His business a limitless success! Huraah! When the star student leader at Mount Kenya University, Evans Njoroge, alias 'Kidero', was chased down like wild game and, cold-bloodedly in broad daylight, executed the same, the national outrage was manly. That will say, the public outrage was low-key, of course masking an insane seethe, beneath. This was a straight forward liquidation of a potential leader, an organiser, a future trouble maker. The apes at the top had to snuff out a threat as soon as it was sniffed. The Political elimination of activists, like the assassination of Unionists or labour organisers in many LDC's, are part of the expected, accepted narrative of the liberation struggle toward full nationhood. They may shock, but the tradition of murder as an instrument of politics is a paved highway, to up the ante on the well-trodden path! When Mercy Keino or Carol Mbungu were found mangled beyond the remains of ---(a scene after a riot of predator)--- scavengers, they were merely figurants, that is, collateral damage in a war not their own. Of course there wa an element of gory entertainment in the murders. This is the national pathology we have to face. The habitual use and abuse of young females, and their habitual disposal as refuse. There is something patriarchally aristocratic about it, a whiff of a particular male, feudal pathology; it is the behavorial rotten pus of a decomposing order, like the (tales of the) EXPLOITS of Dracula or the Marquise de Sade are. This social decay of a ruling class and their flight into insanity and pathological cruelty on the dominated, is of course what inspired the genre of horror tales which take place in increasingly decrepit English castles. Those of us with young daughters must fret; there is an insidious cultural menace stalking this particular species of citizen. And the backside is, Kenyan patriarchy is in panic, realising it is historically doomed. (But those who think and see clearly, can pronounce Kenya's patriarchy already historically dead. FACT: The republic is kept afloat by CAPITAL no longer generated internally. We are a debt colony; our president reduced to an international beggar, hawking arse in powerful capitals around the world, today DC, tomorrow Beijin, solliciting to be abused, used and recycled on. That is Kenyan patriarchal rule, at an economic dead end; as demised as the English Aristocracy, even if that was granted their nostalgia in the preservation of the royal family, The Windsors, but for the triumphant bourgeoisie, pure commercial amusement.)THE EVIL WITH US This week The Evil struck in Kanyada Location, Homa Bay County. The serial killers who rule Castle Kenya needed to feed again. And Sharon Otieno's turn it was to quench their grisly appetites. TO LOOK FOR A ROSETTA STONE? Perhaps these charming females are human sacrifices, only we don't recognise them as such; like we are illiterate in a certain language, and, LOL, we need a Rosetta stone to decode Pharaonic hieroglyphics. Like atop the temple of the Aztecs, an obsidian knife sinks A life is disembowelled and a heart yanked off its moorings: The crowd gasps Some pants dripping wetter than the knife which sunk past the filled womb
Aloft, crimsoned hands are held, holding the people in awe Is it a Caesarean surgeon showing off the results of his work? Is it the trade-mark ritual of priests, doing their thing Answering their calling as per the protocols of the cult?
O Land of the rogue morticians, land of live post-mortems! What were the last thoughts of your daughter Sharon? Did she go O My baby! O My Baby! No my Baby! Avenge my baby!? LoL! Did she yell the insane yell of the degraded Tutsi women, wombs agape: The yells which pierced Kagame's heart, turned him a tone-deaf monster. Ha!---- POST SCRIPTSharon Otieno Nyar-Kanyada was reported 7-months pregnant. She was cumbersome of gait. And especially this day, she was hopelessly powerless before a specially assembled hit-team of male might. She was a duck dead before she sat. So too was her unborn ballast. The child, just a few months due, would face a terrible death from a world it had yet to see. That world would invade Mummy's womb, desecrate her biology and pierce the heart of a Kenyan yet to be. A Kenyan still without a name. (LOL. The nameless Kenyan inside the womb of Sharon, DNA will give us a name. It was a brutal abortion. The baby with the water and the birth-tub for real I say. That is why we need a ROSETTA STONE. So that we decipher this instances of African hieroglyphics. My mind tells me this is a deep script, from the book of the dead! This is the time to chuckle, LOL. For you and I are old enough to know what we are dealing with. Africa is speaking loud and clear. Our deafness is the stupor of a drunk wading happily into the lair of a beast. TABLOID ANGLESForget not to ask whether she was a SLAY QUEEN gone too greedy; whether she was a colleged high-class call-girl gotten ideas, whether she was a disposable who sought security in the wrong move, blackmail. Young girls addicted to sponsored high-class lives is a social pathology in modern Kenya. The money still has to be earned, the money the parasites wallow in and splash around. Guess who coughs it up, who really foots the bill? Okay, mum and baby to be were killed kinyama, too beastly; perhaps we prefer the slow-working poison route. You see the powers that be imported sugars, profitably weaponised with heavy mercury. This was duly released into the market for mass consumption. But, Behold! this mercury thing is a cancer-causing substance, but the good news is it takes its time about it. But finally it gets to protein synthesis and disrupts -R&D--- Nucleic Acids. From there, slowly but surely the cancer, as malicious as the malignant sugar importers, eats up the body leaving it a wasted skeleton which even Death, the reaper, twitches its nose at. Now, that slow tortuous death is, for our national tastes I presume, more stylish than that gory scene at Kodera forest in Homa Bay, or the other one the other day at Nguriunditu forest, Kikuyu, Kiambu county, where Carol Mbungu and Chris Musando were found mutilated.LOL! Or else Toy not, O Kenyan, with the volcanic rage of seasoned injustice! Go fair! Toy not with the dark humanity that festers below the face of the African polite mask. LOL! I once saw the beast unleashed! In the heart of darkness. Very very bad! =============================================================== next THE POETICAL REPORTS FROM DISTANT PASTS
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Post by jakaswanga on Nov 27, 2018 21:32:41 GMT 3
FOOTNOTE: Of figurants, how does Noordin Haji look like!? Or some ostriches will wait until Haji writes his honest memoirs and then play shock ----WAAAAH! I never knew!
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Post by jakaswanga on Dec 25, 2018 12:45:20 GMT 3
WHY MY MAIN MAN IS THE HUSTLER SINGH
Remember for a chronicler to hit the finer details of his land, he must be lucky to identify a character who, like an inexhaustible dress rack, details all the colours of the land. There will also be the added advantage such shall showcase the shapely preferences of the land too!
So William Kipchirchir Singh is my Matroushka. One day he will run out of double bottoms, all shows eventually fizzle. His class will hit rock bottom, but today Imperial Capital needs their vibe for its local act. The Hustler's chameleon show rolls on, a massive attraction.
He is an Onion you peel off only for its outer layers to reveal more layers, he is the Proteus you must hold firmly to the end, if you are to have no further need for a Teiresias of Thebes, nor don't want yourself forced to continue your journey to the sure oracles of Delphoi.
Sir William is politically tentacular. He reaches to every fabric of the nation. He killed off Moi senior from the Kalenjin paramountcy. He is currently engaged in an intertribal vendetta with the Moi resurgency. But Gideon is a scarecrow which need must be held in place with a lot of strings. On his own, Gideon is a mosquito in a storm.
Ruto also abandoned Raila's Orangery and with that, Agwambo suffered a fatal flat tyre syndrome. In the same swing of sword, the Great Sir William dispatched week-knees like Mudavadi, the wife-bashed Weta and the Musyoka Kalonzo, to litter the intensive care unit of politics. This evened the way and pushed the Son of Jomo to the pinnacle.
Talk about 'Mtu wa Mkono!' and remember the now fallen, Forlorn Jirongo.
All those CV points are more than luck. They are more than formidable. It is something else. It is driven. And no better man to guide you through his class than a driven man.
My main comprador man is William the Samoei. The most driven of them all.
Driven men become legends, like Jesus Christ, incidentally born today, or Adolf Hitler, his birthday banned in Germany! They will make decisions which, hitherto, were in the realms of taboo. It is more often than not a tale in the realm of classical tragedy.
The powerfully driven Agamemnon, King of Men, would gladly sacrifice his beloved daughter, a horrendous deed even by ultimate, insane tyrant standards. However, the purpose was as famous as the poets who pondered it: to garner fair winds so that he could immortalise himself as the conqueror of Troy! Or, never joke with the cheek of poets ----was it, between the hexametric lines, a rage of lust to maximize the opportunity to rape Her Hotness Hellena, the personification of Nymphomania? Anyway. At Troy, with total nonchalance The King confiscates the chief entertainment of Greece's mightiest warrior then:
'Achilles! I am stripping you of your little hot -- and wily-CANTED Briseis to come by and service my lusty c.ock, and there's no fcuking thing you gonna do about it but kiss my hairy arse! And very near the hole at that!
Intel has it she is possessed of extraordinary opulence of enthusiasm to ever please a sex King by naked service!'
We leave it to the Poet Homer to tell us what followed. Sing -O Divine Muze, Sing! Daughter of Zeus!
Earlier on, the same driven Agamemnon had warned the temperamental archer goddess, Virgin Artemis: 'my straight co.ck shoots sharper than your sweet arrows, goddess. Should you tire of the burden of virginity and develop the crave for a real male to initiate you into new delights, I am all c.ock for you!'
Sex wasn't the priority of Diana, let alone the prospect of having it with a mere mortal c.ock! This insolence of the King of Men would unearth the darkest sides of the goddess. That is a long tell for elsewhere.
My point is culture knows it takes a driven man to compose her epics! So is the inevitable tragedy fore mourned by hero worship. And the experience internalised. Culturally speaking.
Therefore I repeat: William Ruto is my main comprador man. The comprador octopus at the top whose tentacles reach deep.
I take on a few strands to illustrate.
1. A money strand in one corruption case. 2. A land strand in one court case 3. A touching of base with an old rock of Luo nationalism 4. . The dare of treachery and blackmail, the Uhuru succession. 5. Christian fundamentalist preacher and academic, Chiromo Phd. 6. All Kenyan nationalism and the ICC-Ocampo hoax at the Hague
I think we are now game and can run!
Merry Xmas! I gotta join the family bash!
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Post by jakaswanga on Feb 11, 2019 23:09:58 GMT 3
THE THINGS TABLOIDS TELL YOU ABOUT YOUTH COUNTRY My sister Glady's Wanga threatened to expose Nandi Governor Stephen Sang's misuse and abuse of underage girls. That is, he is a potential pedofile, a sex predator on the young and undefended chicks. It is such a serious allegation Wanga should be carted to court for having failed to report a serious offence. But the truth is, Chineke the bird: the words of the African politician, not even a talkative parrot takes notice!Then it was Sang's turn to counterpunch. And he traded in kind. He threatened to reveal the hotels and data where Gladys cashes in her sex subscriptions to up-coming bulls. Ben-Tens they call them. That is where we are, at national politics level. Of course every sensible person recognises this is a Ruto versus Joho skirmish in the sewer, political chokora's indulging their chapter. This is not about Sang or Wanga, this is not about their sexual preferences or erotical morality, this is not about the status of their marriages if any they have. Those are irrelevant and of no consequence. This is Joho and Ruto, The Thief versus the DrugLord. In a poopy fight. And if you think more about it, this isn't even about the Thief and the DrugLord, this is about the future of Kenya. The social contradictions of our land are, on the face of it, forcing us to choose between a Thief and a DrugLord for President! That is farce and tragicomedy boiled into one. And it is a dangerous game for an elite to play with the futures of millions. It is a salute to the dominance of the rotten, that no mainstream figure can rise up to challenge their monopoly of power. They have a chokehold. Of all the dominant names in Kenyan politics, none can rise up to DECLARE OPENLY, a Thief can not be president of the republic, neither a DrugLord even if popularly elected. Morality is a ground to disqualify any such. Now there is something interesting here. Out there, in the real world, Kenyan culture in opposition to the elitist rot has not just stated and repeatedly enforced it, Kenyan culture is absolutely sure. Theft is wrong. Thieves can be gunned down on sight, or burnt alive, expelled to the other side. There is therefore a GENERAL CULTURAL CONVICTION, that a thief is a bad being, best dead, worst cremated alive. This therefore informes a thief (or band of thieves) is a bad choice for leadership of anything in general, but the land in particular. But, and we will explain it, this cultural consciousness (and conviction) which totally ostracises theft and thieves, would appear to not have permeated upwards to the ruling political and economical elite of Kenya. Or if it has, the seriousness of it is neither imported nor internalised, wherefore lip service is the order of the day, on the fight against corruption and elite rot in general. That is a dangerous game. And we are involved in a dangerous game. We are a society not practising what we know to be right. We are unable to institutionalise what we understand to be necessary -- an integrity chapter for leadership. Thieves continue ruling, continue raping, continue looting the land, continue defining the agenda for the future. That is dark. We appear to think a wrong will make a right, that is, thieves at the top will make decisions to the benefit of the land; will take steps to develop the people, the economy, and direct the land's destiny according to the majoritarian aspirations. That is deluded thinking. And we know it. That invites a dangerous supposition: Deliberately playing a dangerous game. Those Russian roulette stuffs for locos. To imagine quisling thieves will offer enlightened leadership going places, is to be convinced one is like Jesus who could walk on water and disobey the laws of nature and man. For us mortals, that is to be drowning-headed. Ever since that anti-corruption BLAME-GAME conference at the Bomas Centre where the elite show-cased their internal emptiness ---neither the importation of their constitutional roles nor the internalisation of the national cultural mood, I been racking my brains to find if historical precedent proposes an AMICABLE resolution to such foolhardiness, near madness behaviour. For surely we insist to exhibit criminal negligence on every weighty issues facing the land. Not least, the future of the millions of disenfranchised. OF CARNATIONS AND VELVET REVOLUTIONS The pages of history are replete with the violent ones. But the peaceful ones too are there. Only they are rare, and like divine gems, more or less objects of myth than real life. But let us not spoil a good spin of yarn, yet! CONTINUED VELVET, as soft as a palace coup!CARNATIONS (Dianthus caryophyllus) -FLOWER OF LOVE As in make love (to corruption), not (wage) war (on it)!
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Post by jakaswanga on Feb 15, 2019 6:46:26 GMT 3
A DANGEROUS GAME HARDTALKLike we leave it to the Chinese to fund our (Big Five) deficit with Tricky Loans, we left it to a British journalist to fire tricky questions to pin The Singh, our current front runner candidate to the 2022 date. That was Stephen Sackur of the Beeb's Hardtalk program. Sackur thought the issue of the Weston Hotel was important enough to warrant an inquisition into the mental state of the once Jubilee shoe-in succession president. Sackur maintains there is ' a cancer eating away at the heart of Kenya's government,' corruption, and all 'those grand dreams and projects are visions to nowhere, with the epitomes of corruption like Ruto in charge!' NB: I never heard one of our own bests in the media studios of Nairobi confront our top bandits with such steel thrust. Sackur forces Sir William into a dangerous statement: 'Any person involved in corruption today in Kenya knows that they will not escape our dragnet!' The implications of such a statement ON HIMSELF may be lost in the heat of the moment. SACKUR: What does this fact tell you, that Ipsos-polls show all top politicians are rated corrupt by the citizens of Kenya, with you Ruto the epitome of a corrupt politician!?RUTO: (Freudian slip of the tongue -current prime minister--- as he lists the current top leaders of Kenya all in the list of the condemned) I tells me the whole corruption narrative has been politicised!But Sackur has a better option. SACKUR: it tells me your citizens have absolutely no faith in all the words you and others give to me about your pledge to clean up the country, to deliver on this and that promise ... Then the WestOn Hotel.Miraculously acquired land? Illegally purchased RUTO: FOR the record, NLC (National Land Commission) has made a finding that Weston was an innocent purchaser for value, from somebody who got it illegally! And reparations have been made to restore that LAND to the Kenya Civil aviation authority -by demanding that those who sold the land to us must pay.Sackur left it at that and moved on to LIFESTYLE AUDIT! William prefers Suckur goes to google to find out how much he is worth! But he himself wont tell. But on the Weston Hotel and the land it perches on, this is what worries me with Ruto's answer. By public records, the same he refers Suckur to, to find out how much he is worth, He Ruto had a stake in the parent company which illegally nyakwad the plot from the KCAA. And the deal was done much to the distress of one, Francis Muthaura But strange things happened, no longer secret exploits during a Transition power vacuum! (remembeer the other juicy ones during the transition from Kibaki to Ouru? the ones where we first heard of one, Iringo, and which would lead to the collapse of the Ababu Namwamba-Cicile Mbarire Mpigs PAC? (Public Accounts Committee!) But back to Ruto's lies, pay him the much he wants, but even The Grandmullah Ahmednassir couldn't whitewash William Ruto out of this factology! 2. The NLC is a bad body to quote. Fishy Mbagaya and Rotten Swazuri and co are basically running a landscam kickback scheme. Did you catch that one of the Taj Mall, Airgate? perched on the private land was it, or road reserve! And have you followed the NLC on Ruaraka, and the SGR land compensations! What does Swazuri's current position tell you!? It tells me I should keep to Ndung'u. A classified document of sorts on land! Here is the fullStar report. Tja! If you got memory! institutional memory! 'Any person involved in corruption today in Kenya knows that they will not escape our dragnet!' Paraphrase!?
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Post by jakaswanga on Feb 15, 2019 20:47:31 GMT 3
FOOTNOTE AND ILLUSTRATION
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Post by jakaswanga on Feb 28, 2019 22:13:12 GMT 3
OVER CAROLINE MWATHA'S DEAD BODYOVER CAROLINE MWATHA'S DEAD BOYThere's been a spat on social media. It is between Boniface Mwangi and the Heszys', specifically, the Heszy of Dandora. Trodlodytes may need to be introduced. MWANGI VERSUS HESZYThe two polities are personifications of their passions. They are wholly dedicated to a better Kenya in their way, or so they say. Honest and passionate they are, and loud in their deeds professing their brand of patriotism. The death of Caroline Mwatha has left them with swords at one anothers throat. That needs a cultural in-depth. SO WHO IS/WAS CAROLINE MWATHAShe is dead. She is Dandora. She is female. Importantly she was a community organiser opposed to extrajudicial killings in the slums. She headed a community directorate campaigning against, registering such cases, investigating and documenting evidence their to. But there is some extracurricular juice in the story of her death. The kind of stuff they call a Love Triangle. Professor Dr. Johansen Oduor has become a household name of late. He is the chief government pathologist. Try as they might to sex it up with popular series like CSI, this is far from a glamorous profession. It is therefore wretched fame that we talk of here. Young, vibrant and robust Kenyan women have been dying in grisly fashion. It has been the brief of Oduor's office to give the nation a forensic account of their horrific murders. So to catch our murderers. Think of Sharon Otieno at Kodera forest, Caroline Mbungu at Kiambu (who was found with Chris Musando, Mary Kamangara Kori of the Juja dam dump, Mildred Odira of nation house of the faked hit-and-run-over car, Monicah Kimani of the Sudan connection, and the recent one of Beryl Ouma of Kahawa Sukari, Nairobi. Every other office has been in the news doing an Oliver Twist: I want some more. That is money, allegedly to better do what they do. The DCI, the DPP, both AG's, CJ, Mpigs. Unionised workers too are ever restive, holding our their Oliver Twist hands, provoking the cash-pressed regime to bouts of hysteria. But our national CORONER is not on record demanding more cash. He is as shy of publicity as the dark forces propelling Kenyan men to murder young women. These murders are mostly in the domestic setting, but increasingly in the political arena. And not just as collateral damage --as was the case of Caroline Mbungu. (Chris Musando's you know). The lastest news flash domestic slaying, a Beryl Ouma from Kahawa, has seen professor Oduor hit the headlines for the wrong reasons. A challenge to his integrity. Coronary services as a specialist discipline in forensic (medical pathology) is a much needed expertise in Kenya today. Because there is a silent epidemic of murders upon an already socially disadvantaged sex. Only yesterday once again, Parliament failed to achieve a quorum on the important debate of equity for women in taxpayer-funded plums. There is an element of male insecurity here, more so age-old social/gender roles disintegrate under a relentless economic transformation. Rapid urbanisation, employment and the commercialisation of all relationships, has no place for feudal traits of paternalistic supremacy. Added to a Kenya which is a toxic chamber of rotten officialdom and institutional corruption, lots of males may feel completely lost in the new world. Their traditional socialisation was no adequate preparation. ACTION AND REACTIONThe official ideology of Kenya is of course Corruption. It is social immorality in office, infesting even the houses of God. That is a problem which can not culturally pass, unanswered. It will be culturally resisted, in some cases with piety. This is why toads like Francis Atwoli are jumping up and down, warning of doom unless Ouru arrests the situation. -More about this later. But suffice is to say the rage at the grassroots is no less intense than the impunity of the greed at the top. That throbbing rage sometimes expresses itself in perverse forms. ---The addiction to extrajudicial killings which has become the Heszy's kick is, in my opinion, such a perversion. There is no doubt these killer-cops hate criminals, and no doubt they love laying them low. In fact they see themselves as Protectors of the Public Good. A public abandoned by them corrupt courts under the thumb of even more corrupted lawyers. This institutional failure is the background giving rise to self-styled Moral Knights like yes, The Heszy's on one side, and Boniface Mwangi and the Caroline Mwatha's on the other -(again Troglodytes will be indulged). NB: At a later date we will enlarge the morally outraged to include Miguna Miguna, Martin Ngatia, John Githong'o and of course Prophet Owuor the miracle worker. THE HESZYS VERSUS BONIFACE MWANGIThe Heszys of Dandora and Kayole are self licensed-to-kill cops. They are ostensibly dedicated to eradicating violent crime in the slums. But their one-track ruthless hatred of crime and ingrained, Dirty-Harry like fascist contempt for doing things by the book, means they have degenerated into gun-ho killer cops, rampant and boasting of their kills on Facebook. Seing their social media archives, one could think they are members of some primitive warrior cult, competing in skull-collection. But they are just rogue extrajudicial dispatchers of desperate slum dwellers turned to crime. Rotten and dysfunctional institutions create a vacuum for all manner of decided charlatans. Kenyan churches and political parties teem with them. On the social podia where the Heszy's TRIBUNISE their kills, there are no known posts where they issue death warrants to TOP LOOTERS of Kenya. Neither are there posts which lambast WHITE COLLAR CRIMINALS, or order them to pay upfront their funerals and disco matangas'. No, not at all; our blood-stained crime busters do not bodybag WHITE COLLAR CRIMINALS. Things like the Kerio Dam swindles, now notorious for the Italian connection; stuff like Fertiliser and NCPB Maize swindles, KPC and KPLC mega swindles, NYS 1&2 heists
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... do not register as heinous acts of robbery worth taking a life for, to these self-styled killer cops. No, their's is to terrorise the wretched of the earth and keep a lid on things by targeted killings. They know exactly who to bust and lay low. They never look up, but like PAVLOVD dogs they have an unquestioned master's mission to obey. One can never catch them on a critical thought, nor a self-reflection drawing questions on their line of patriotism as they express it. CAROLINE MWATHA on the other hand, had a different calling. The bestiality of the Hessy wa Dandora unearthed in her, a moral counterpunch. She was dedicated to the prevention of unlawful killings by police officers. She was a vocal activist for social justice, for upholding the modern constitution of Kenya, and she stood up for the rights of the voiceless of the slums of Nairobi, particularly Dandora --where the Heszy's maraud with abandon, like top predators do. Caroline Mwatha was at the forefront of documentation. Her organisation had even forced DPP Haji to issue a statement It was like dissociating themselves from the bloody law enforcers. You are on your own. Like Katitu of Githurai when he was turned in. The kind of documentation the Dandora activists led by Mwatha were gathering, is stuff which could at the appropriate time, lead to convictions of murder. Needless to say, the killer-cops hated her with unbridled passion. Her activities threatened them with extinction. That Caroline Mwatha's death has been explained as a failed attempt to procure an abortion conceived from a local Mpango wa Kando while Hubby earned keep far away, has been cause for derisive grins by her detractors. BONIFACE MWANGIBoniface Mwangi too is a Kenyan with a calling. A social justice campaigner. He is bold and eloquent and does not mind who he crosses. He bears many an ugly scar inflicted by state bandits. He calls a spade a spade and is not subscribed to the kind of euphemistic corruption which besieged a certain Kingdom wherefore it was left to a child to point out the denied obvious and puncture the bubble: the emperor is naked, look! What a silly old c.ock! This is the Mwangi who took Dr. Ruto's good name to task. He called him out for the thief he is. Ruto sued. Gitobu Imanyara for Boniface Mwangi grinned wolfishly, then proceeded to invite one David Maraga's Judges, however impressionable by Ruto's cash and position, to set a hearing date to decide once and for all who, between Mwangi and Ruto, had better repute and public standing! The rest is history. Settled out of court! (Just as well, watching Dr. Ruto squirm before the BBC's inquisitor Stephen Sackur on HardTalk, chapter Weston Hotel!) Boniface Mwangi has called out extrajudicial killings for what they are. Gangland murders. This has angered the Heszys'. They hate Mwangi no less than Ruto does, for spoiling their good name. Mwangi, despite the DCI's explanation of a failed abortion, has still gone on to state not all facts have been unearthed in the death of Caroline Mwatha. This scepticism she shares with the likes of Martha Karua. In fact as soon as Carolyne disappeared, the suspicion was she had fallen foul of the Heszy's and done for. There is thus still suspicion there could be a cover-up by the police. Even the father of the deceased is not wholly a convert to the DCI-police line. OF TABLOID TALESWell, I have always noted Tabloid Tales are like a litmus paper which tells you the social continuum of your country. The clinic where the abortion was to be procured was, apart from illegal but operating in full lights, ran by some very shady characters. But of course Dr. Mike and co are no more dubious than the top bureaucrats who ran the treasury and colluded to steal all the money meant for the Rift Valley dams! No more shady than the KBS lab technicians who falsified dirty sugar results and passed the consignment as fit for Kenyan consumptions! And no less dubious than the Mpigs who further doctored the report!? (No, in a morally decrepit official Kenya, it is hard to come across an office not dubiously manned!) Whatever she died of, it looks to have been to the joy of some, the incredibility of her family and workmates, and disbelief of Boniface Mwangi. And a strange twist Ach, the Catholic Church was always an organisation for the promotion of pedophily. Sensing their moral cheapness, the pastors recussed themselves upfront! Tell me what tabloid tales don't tell you about your country!
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Post by jakaswanga on Mar 9, 2019 14:55:02 GMT 3
WAIGURU'S KIRINYAGA AS A BACCHUS FESTIVAL
First, on a light touch
On another topic, these devolution conferences show-case something else, apart from the new parasites in town known as county governors. They are also festivals of modern debauchery. And I am thinking in the line of Borgia pope party, no holes barred, all exits jammed.
The kind of opulence in display, for instance at the car-park, while the population gapes with the evil eye of an unfulfilled stomach, is positively medieval. But today it is typical of a sinking aristocracy, definitely atavism. That condoms ran out of stock tells a tale of a particular national indulgence; an excess discharge of body fluids. That is why I say a Roman Curia gathered to a banquet of flesh under a Borgia Holy Father is a good parallel. Some Borgia popes are reputed to have organised orgies reminiscent of cult carnivals dedicated to the worship the Greek god of stiff co.cks, Bacchus or Dionysos. Of Cock Bacchus it is said there is no puszy he chanced he didn't stamp his stiff authority upon. That made others bad-press him for the god of rape. Howbeit this habit soon conflicted Zeus (whose eyes roved no less), with the consequence that the lesser god was banished to the woods of the insatiable nymphs, known today as Nymphomaniacs.
Given condoms ran out on Waiguru's turf, I am poetically licensed to, on behalf of Kenya's social mores, salute Bacchus.
THE KIRINYAGA BANQUET OF SOILED RUBBERS!
O Bacchus, lord of stiff members, we men worship thee for the viagra thee invented It steels the resolve of aging or young wilting cocs
The all-round obesity of our pot-bellied elite points to other lusts other than the red meat of your choice, Bacchus.
Lest there be a yawning deficit of female orgasms Let the 'tumbod', shambolic-gaited men of Kenya chew viagara the way some Shabaab-look-alike nomads of Kenya chew miraa Amen!
Yeah, it is a comforting thought for once, I think, that the Kenyan political executives are caught doping to deliver better services to those under them. This is a performance contract with the self which can be built upon for a national ethic elsewhere. The Gathering of governors are ready to swallow viagra to avoid delivering phantom orgasms to the inmates of their harem; perhaps a new generation will be ready to swallow anti-theft pills to avoid falling into the trap of Henry Rotich: theft through funding phantom projects.
And this warm thought is why I am minded to shout thus with courage: Long live the cult of Bacchus! It is a stiff learning curve of service! It is an intrinsically generated, auto-motivated performance contract with the self! no supervision needed! --who wouldn't die to own such a slave! ARBEIT! ARBEIT! ARBEIT!
And so it was a heavy harvest of sperm in Waiguru's backyard!
The last word of course belongs to the array of ornaments at the receiving end of the much valued service. These may be slayqueens, kandompangos, prostitutes, trophy wives or just regular spouses.
Not yet Wanjiku thought!
But rest assured Culture is working on it!
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Post by jakaswanga on Mar 23, 2019 0:46:42 GMT 3
TO LIE OR NOT TO LIE: THE WHO-RES AND PR MORES OF POWER
Have you ever heard of Jo Moore? No, no relations to the famous James Bond character. Here is a memory jog That is what happens to people who construe information as a manipulation bonanza. They themselves develop a warped sense of reality. And they fail to get whey they are the subjects of so much mockery and ridicule. HERE IS A SLIP-UP, BUT WHOSE SLIP?
Somewhere in Namibia yesterday, if we are to believe Nzioka Waita and Dame Kanze Dena, President Kenyatta suffered a massive slip of tongue. Such 'misspeaks' happens when one is a drunk. We have come to see the truth therein, with the sacked chief, Jack Ronei from Kositei in Baringo. Jack first reported the deaths he saw from hunger, only to recant later. The footage of him eating his words is revealing. It is a HOSTAGE situation, as in under duress, for he is surrounded by well-fed superiors oozing a sinister force. Part of their game was have him confess he had been fired ages back and has been an impostor for a while. Matiang'i told Kameme Jack was fired long ago for drunkenness on duty, and not following his latest embarrassing slip of tongue. For this latest denigration of the dignity of the government, spreading falsehoods and propaganda, Jack had in deed been taken into custody for questioning. -----(That word dignity of an African piece of sh!t, we saw in Burundi this week where 3 teenagers have been custodized because they wrote 'de-dignifying' stuff in their textbooks, right under and across the photo of the god, Nkurunziza. It is a secret joy in Burundi to depict Nkurunziza as the DoB. Devil of Burundi It is also fashion in Algeria to depict Bouteflika as a corpse but with eyes wide open. If caught, one risks 'ERADICATION'.).
So Kenza Dena has a job to do, like Jo Moore.
Why did she edit the Ruto warning out of the president's speech!? Who attended the meeting in which it was decided Uhuru had been drunk in Namibia and did not know what he was talking about, nor the implications thereof!?
NB: Jennifer Psaki used to be a state department spokeslady for much of the Obama administration. She was a disaster but her briefings were always packed. One day someone asked some journalist why he never missed her shows yet he so found her empty. The man was shocked. 'What nonsense, Jennifer is a full piece of ass. She is my favourite fantasy. How can I afford not to come and watch her perform!''
But there will always be a nice afterlife for state liars! Comedians are for all seasons!
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Post by jakaswanga on Apr 1, 2019 21:05:06 GMT 3
FOR THE RECORDS
eH, THIS CASE! A story of our times and land!
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Post by jakaswanga on Apr 24, 2019 21:27:27 GMT 3
RUTO: WHY THE LATER SIAD BARRE TEMPLATE?
The doctor from Chiromo suffered a political Freudian slip. And it was a meltdown in public. This latter will require some thinking to see.
I had to think of Siyad Barre.
Yes, that is how quickly time reduces once mighty men to dust. Few now, would know who Siyad Barre is, or was. But I am in the trade where you are paid to know the past. So I am game.
Siyad, at first wearing a pseudo progressive mask, tried to radically transform Somalia in the beginning. Soon, finding himself out of his depth in socialism, he switched to a fiery nationalism and catapulted Somalia into the adventurous Ogaden war. This was a Quixotic pursuit of the historical dream of ALL Somali unification, called Greater Somalia. But the military option was based on a myth which underrated the capabilities of the opponents, far and wide. I was thus an ill-conceived and ill-executed adventure. It ended in a total rout after initial success.
From there, Siyad's only way was down. But before he went he became a genius in the manipulation of that which, at first, he had sought to eradicate: clanism.
Having failed to mould one Somalia, disgraced in the eyes of his people as a defeated General, Siyad became paranoid. He mentally imploded and mutated into the evil genius above. He played one clan against another, groups of clans against one of the others, and so on and so on. It was a game of murder, even mass murder, as he juggled many balls in the air simultaneously. It was a straightforward hurtle into national ruin via state disintegration. Up to today, Somalia is what it is, instead of GREATER SOMALIA, there are many MINI Somalia's, all of them a playground for regional and international predatory interests. And some, necessarily a terrorists den.
Siyad Barre may have been a master in the arts of clan politics, and an expert at its manipulation, but when he finally was laid low, his legacy became hell. The politics of xenophobia and chauvinism, bigotry and exclusivity, always end the same way: ruin.
The apparent fallback position, yet always the default for cretin politicians, seems, after the propaganda of unity wears thin, seems, for the current generation of African politicians, to be always sectarian or, otherwise said, ethnic or tribal-clan mobilisation. This default reduces the African state to a fallen big game whereupon rival villages descend in a free for all.
Julius Nyerere must be credited with the best effort toward a detoxification. Most of other founding fathers were surely intoxicated with tribal narrow-mindedness.
Howbeit the much-hyped president in waiting, William Ruto, 2019, revealed a similarly, Siyad-Barre-like, incitement to further national discohesion, trajectory disintegration.
Nations do not collapse on their own. There are always deliberate acts of social discohesion. Leading, narrow-minded politicians and religious bigots are usually the usual suspects.
OF DEVIL'S ALTERNATIVES?
But consider the unthinkable, the devil's alternative, that the Chiromo doc suffered no slip of the tongue as such; that his remarks were carefully timed and placed, and again at the behest of a think-tank strategising his shoe-in campaign!?
Continued.
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Post by jakaswanga on Apr 26, 2019 21:05:44 GMT 3
RUTO: WHY THE LATER SIAD BARRE TEMPLATE? The doctor from Chiromo suffered a political Freudian slip. And it was a meltdown in public. This latter will require some thinking to see.
I had to think of Siyad Barre. ------------------------------
Julius Nyerere must be credited with the best effort toward a detoxification. Most of other founding fathers were surely intoxicated with tribal narrow-mindedness.
Howbeit the much-hyped president in waiting, William Ruto, 2019, revealed a similarly, Siyad-Barre-like, incitement to further national discohesion, trajectory disintegration.
Nations do not collapse on their own. There are always deliberate acts of social discohesion. Leading, narrow-minded politicians and religious bigots are usually the usual suspects.
OF DEVIL'S ALTERNATIVES?
But consider the unthinkable, the devil's alternative, that the Chiromo doc suffered no slip of the tongue as such; that his remarks were carefully timed and placed, and again at the behest of a think-tank strategising his shoe-in campaign!?
Continued. THE OLD GAME, A RECIDIVISMNow, in the run to this Easter weekend of 2019, DP Ruto himself in a major slip of the tongue, disqualified himself from the future of Kenya. That is option one, a slip of the tongue. Option two is the tantalizing one we will investigate later, the devil's alternative. That it wasn't a slip of the tongue, but a think-tank insert. In any case, the DP, and a born-again Christian to boot, has succumbed to the pathology of Xenophobia, and, particularly, propagated a coded sectarian narrative whose open purpose is to EXCOMMUNICATE the Luo community. Watu wa Kubomoa,And, on sensations, watch Bonny Khalwale on the Rwanda template, after the withdrawal of team Tangatanga bodyguards! Sometimes the comprador must never bother one too much, since, just as parasites have a very strange concept of WORK, the comprador hardly fathom the depths of the concepts they bandy. They are like children who know not the fire they play with, until burnt. FANNING SECTARIAN FIRESWhat are the good lessons of 2007/8 PEV if any? Does the collective, historical memory of the episode of ethnic cleansing that followed the Kivuitu-rigged election, constitute a national traumatic moment of never again, or, could it be, that there is a lingering awoken appetite, festering and waiting to be quenched. That there is unfinished business to be done. ---The business of mass murder and the re-arrangement of populations. These disturbing questions must be asked. Because there codes out there in busparks and public places, and they are not that difficult to decipher. For instance, the nervousness of the Gikuyu Diaspora in the hinterlands of the wide Rift Valley is palpable, should Uhuru brutally stab Ruto in the back. This dread fear forms a very rational explanation as to why Gikuyu Diaspora Mpigs in the Rift, are hysterical against The Handshake.That pathology can of course be eased some, if hordes of Gikuyu's and Kalenjins are persuaded to find a common enemy to distract them from their mutual suspicion. And trust the comprador to instinctively feel this! William Ruto thus went for it. He profiled Luos in Toto. He fanned the flames of anti-Luo bigotry at large, and, enumerating thinly-veiled stereotypes, called on others to treat them with contempt. Excommunicate as I saw it. Watu wa Kubomoa are a treasonable bunch by any measure! (may be, between the lines, in the name of prudence they should be destroyed before they destroy the whole country!?) 'Why should we tolerate them!?' the deputy CiC asked, an indulgent grin on his face, as if he were a provincial NAZI party activist, preparing the ground for the excision of Jewery from Germania. Yes, M7 had his 'MAD JARUOS' moment, and we have another Ruto-diehard on record on the same gaffe, one Oscar Sudi. Truth be said, at one time on the campaign trail in 2017, Uhuru Kenyatta himself became so exasperated with Raila's taunts, he suffered a public meltdown and added UNCUT to MAD as a Raila typology! --Ki hii hii hi hi! I tell you now that all is well and they call one another MY BROTHER, it is as charming an act as a prodigal child prodded by hunger to refind Mummy's teat and, with a disarming smile, falling to like a famished goat's young! The comprador have no content of character to give meaning to the things they say or do. This is why if it is not the twin Breton Woods miscreants taking lead on the Kenyan economy, it is the Chinese holing our governments head above water. The comprador are lost without a guide. They are infants on a throne needing a Lord Protector. Left to their own devices, they eat the money rather than build a simple dam to irrigate and create food stability in arid Kerio! And you dams have been here since the Pharaohs and Babylonians! Tears! Tears in my eyes, I detest the teeming weevils. Having infected the future of Kenya They threaten to grind it to bitter dust Aspirations become but a molded sack, of bitter taste.
Lord, what if my hunger for justice became a thirst for blood, Quenched only when no longer does a thief draw a salary form the public!?FOOTNOTE: when KENYATTA AND KOINANGE OATHED SOME GIKUYUS, 1969, 1966. Here is a peek recidivism, oops, de-ja-vu! NEXT: NARRATIVES FROM THE POLITICS OF UNCUT OR WHOLE MEATS, AKA KAIHAI!
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Post by jakaswanga on Apr 27, 2019 20:25:31 GMT 3
NB: THE DOMESTICS of NATIONS1. --Of politicians, bureaucrats and artists! 2. --Of Husbands and wives and ding-dong politics (where is Otishotish, the ding-dong man who spares no maid!?) My missus was once very angry with me. She denounced me using the incantations which had been specially prepared for the Gatundu anti-Luo oaths organised by Kenyatta's inner circle. These are now well-documented. But it was through the enraged tongue of my wife how I came to know of the phobias mobilised by Jomo and Mbiyu in their demented state. Now too, we spy William Ruto and his cabal of looters rying to change the narrative from corruption which is debilitating Kenya. The 'parcel of bandits' want to escape a thief's due retribution. They have an old director's cut to recycle. Jomo and Mbiyu played the ethnic card to build themselves a social fort to protect their ill-gotten wealth. There we are. AFTER the 1969 incident in Kisumu. Jomo and Mbiyu retreated further into a paranoid reverie of their own making. Some say it was a false flag, but the shouts of DUME! DUME! were real enough. The argument is what came first: the missiles from a section of the crowd, or the live bullets from the presidential guard? Who reacted to who, that fate-filled Kisumu day in 1969? a day whose events would sentence Grey Old Jomo to life without ever stepping again on this part of his protectorate! But the answer to that question shall remain a mystery. A mystery like the origin of the bullet or bullets which split JFK's head that fateful, bright day in Dallas, Texas. --When the stakes are high enough, mesays, the rule of history is simple: All police investigations will be incompetently declared. That is called a cover-up. This is for instance what forced John HB Troon, to publish the results of his investigation elsewhere. That could easily be a report from the future, describing events surrounding Monicah Juma's body, found like that of CAROLYNE MBUNGU! If you think that is a dark joke, read on. We haven't hit the depths of dark yet. Remember there is tension in government today, the topic is high level MEGA CORRUPTION in the tinderbox of succession politics and nerves. Political Murder has been committed for less in Kenya! But I don't see Monicah Jumah having flights of moral righteousness which would justify a motivation for a hit on her! No, for her, even if a Damascus-road moment should happen, it will consume her within, and we shall never hear here speak evil of corruption. She may have a moral sense, but her opus-dei-like obedience to the status quo quashes that with silence. Good girl. But the great thing about a national cover-up, is the feats of imagination it fires up. This happens as the relevant culture, through her great artists, wade into the mix and let fly. Ordinary folk are of course never fooled, but they are publicly duplicituous for survival. Only with codes and winks from many drinks do they convey it is a public secret who killed who, JM for instance! Still, the artistic imagination is a necessary intellectual process of reckoning, to heal up the blackhole left by the falsehoods inserted into national consciousness by official narrative (propaganda), local or otherwise. (See here: these elections in which the likes of Paul Kagame and Abdel Al-sisi ritually report their +98% wins of the vote, aint they easy to mock in their transparency!? but they also belie national tragedies which require depth charges to unearth. Charges beyond folklore and street-smart bar talk, no!?) NATIONAL AMNESIA IS A VACUUM CULTURE HATES, EVEN IF ONLY SIMULATEDThere will be all sorts of rumours and innuendos flying about the land. A free for all, where all tongues let wag! Cover-ups are the mothers of legends, like Deep throat in Oliver Stone's JFK. So the deaths of Erastus Kirui Chemorei, TJ Mboya, Msando, Ngala, Juma JM, Ouko, and the others where we OFFICIALLY simulate amnesia instead of solve the mystery, will forever inspire thought which gives content to the true state of the nation in their epoch. ---For instance, did the regular detectives in the force really fail to identify the killer/s and motives, or is did they do so a la minute, only their bosses quashed the truth from reaching the public, and the courts!? See Scotland Yard superintendent JB Troon again, come to work in Kenya. No Kenyan detective or copper could do it, right!? Or they could in a week, but were more expendable than the expensive white skin of yardie John!? SECRETS, O NATIONAL SECRETS! HOW OPEN THEY ARE! Classified reports you know! Shredded records you know ---like the case of the current director of the CIA. Both fiends and friends have dubbed her Bloody Gina, coz she enjoyed torture scenes in the so-called black spots. Too, fellow CIA officemates allegedly baptised her Gina the Shredder. In a massive cover-up, she destroyed the historical memory of the CIA. That is the tapes and records of all those torture scenes she amused herself with. She and a man named Rodriguez did this when she got wind of Congress making noises to have a full inquiry, and she wanted to make director, and, a flash of insight, recognised her collection of black-spot snuff movies cut a picture of the notorious Bates from the Hitchcock movie: American Psycho! And you know those damn politicians in congress. A scandal to milk is their passion! One could be forgiven to wish they all would be star prostitutes with deep-throat passions to milk something else, purses. These things are important to put on record, the cultural records of a country, since official records are just that. Easily destructible things, or, easily falsified. That is unhealthy, that is the fictitious identity of a neurotic, ever suffering the stresses of an undercover cop, his true identity ever bubbling to surface. The guilty are afraid, very afraid, especially of the truth! When big girls do things thir momma told them not to do, they want to turn back time and overdo? But That is the USA wrestling with their own hiatus. Now let us project ours and see what Nairobi will be up to, culturally speaking, when we are finally at ease with ourselves and our land. (You know today, the Justice we sing daily to be our shield and defender, is riding the law which is an open ass!)Which is why this, dear reader: COMING TO A THEATRE NEAR YOUR GRAVE! 'MUMBI'S DAUGHTER'The movie. NB; Think about the year 2100. There is a blockbuster film coming out. It is from a series called TALES OF THE HOUSE OF MUMBI DURING THE REIGN OF MUTHAMAKI KAMWANA. It is an all Gikuyu cast, reviewing the history of top Gikuyu bureaucrats of the era, then close to a century past. The film is simply titled CAROLYNE MBUNGU. May be you heard of her, may be you didn't. No worries, young girls die like flowers in this country. We will come to Sharon Otieno, the movie, with an all Luo cast, the year 2101. Sequels which milk original successes are allowed, commercially speaking. But the daughter of Mumbi first. She died first. To promote the movie, neon flashlights are asking: Was Mumbi Boy Ndegwa Muhooro in the mix? Did George Kinoti know, but keep his mouth shut? even after he succeeded Ndegwa at the directorate of CI!? A top Gikuyu actor portraying Ndegwa Muhooro goes on TV. His host is a kind of Jeff Koinange re-incarnation. He is all WAAA, and AIYAYA! He is all NOW WAY! You don't mean it! You can't be serious! Go way man! This is insane!And each minute he transfixes the viewer with a commanding: don't dare touch that dial, stay wired! You miss this, you are dead! Clinically offside! ---waaaa! burning! burning hot!And of course the nation stays glued. It is hot, its sensational and they feel it in their guts. Burning! the ghost of Carolyn Mbungu, daughter of Mumbi will be laid to rest tonight, on then bench, LIVE! The actor declares he took four years to study Ndegwa. He needed to enter him full, so that, in his own words, he could bring the bullish copper to life, shine him through in toto --I suppose do so the way the German KRIMI actor Detlef Bothe gave presence to Reinhard Hydrich. This is issue of character integrity is important. Culturally speaking. Character depth, without satire or other 'palatable' gimmicks. This is in the film ANTHROPOID, covering the famous assassination of the NAZI henchman in Praag. Reinhard Tristan Eugen Hydrich was the man Adolf Hitler titled the man with an iron heart. Few men are that dark in history. He was a natural beast with a brain, and along with it, an organisational talent that excels in evil. He pursued any set task with a smart, mechanised precision and a robot-like lack of moral qualm. His calling was mass murder. Called upon to humanise such a beast ----and take responsibility for her troubling offspring, a culture, via an inspired actor, must dig deep, perhaps dig deeper than where, hitherto, his culture has gone in search of civilisation. And there are bases there a mediocre actor wouldn't want to touch. It is as Tshaka Zulu that Henry Cele achieves immortality of performance. In other words, Cele went to toil at his art with a passion which at least equals the ruthless drive that burned below Tshaka Zulus' breasts. --More about that later. (We do the abstracts first before we come home!) BRUNO GANZ PORTRAYS HITLER IN DER UNTERGANG ---THE DOWNFALL But the ice had been broken earlier by feats of art. Abroad and without, some critics lambasted Ganz for humanising the Fuhrer monster. Imagine the Fuhrer, in the midst of the holocaust, fretting before his spouse and mirror, Eva, if his belly does not protrude too much in those damn films by that woman, Riefenstahl! WAAH! They say, all across the globe's many cultures, the vanity of middle-aged men is of wont to test the folds of fat gathering around their middles, just like women of all ages are of wont to adjust their make-up or lip balms every so often, if not perpetually rectify some rogue strand of hair! WAAAH! Howbeit at home bathing in his linguistic backyard, Bruno Ganz became a legend, and his Hitler goes into history as The Hitler! It was the performance of a lifetime. Like Cele's Tshaka. So I am telling you, fellow madhafaka citizens of 2019 Kenya, come 2100 Kenya has a date with the real Ndegwa Muhooro and George Kinoti, culturally speaking. Two Mumbi boys at the top confronted with the mangled remains of Mumbi Carolyne Mbungu.WAAH! You and I wont be there of course, neither will the historical dirty cops Kinoti and Muhooro of today, but the story will be told with integrity, passion and cultural honesty. The show will go on. Then will the wandering spirit of the Mumbi girl Mbungu, at last find peace in both worlds, here and in the next. ---Cultural justice done. Waaah! no sh!t you are kidding me!NB: I do not do legal or jurisprudential justice. Law schoolers themselves will tell you THE LAW IS AN ASS. But Culture, Kultuur, doesn't go stupid, even if the subject is an ass, and a hole in it called lawyer! And you can take that to the bank! Wow wow! (ask me which one) given China Exim who would fund any sh!t in Kenya has had enough sh!t: no NAROK-KISUMU SGR! And I will be back. This time with something quite light for a change: DOMESTIC SCENES IN THE BEDROOM! (meanwhile I am too tired to edit!)
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