Now picture this. You meet the woman of your dreams. You are
captivated by her. You approach her, you throw in a few lines and she is
ensnared. She says yes. Then you date her, pay her rent for that month,
volubly praise her beauty and all her delightful qualities keeping
flaws out of the debate. You make such a passionate case that she is
even too flattered to say, “aki thanks.” After some time you are both in
love, you propose to her, investing two months’ salary on a
leviathan-sized ring. She is in tears and shouts yes. You plan a wedding
to end all weddings. Buy all the requisites even importing one or two
items on the request of ‘the apple of your eye.’ Come wedding day, all
goes according to plan, vows are read and both of you concur. The thing
is solemnized before God and family and the knot is tied. All the while
there was a ‘private investor’ working behind the scenes on the same
aim. Come the wedding night, the aforementioned character who is also
the ex- boyfriend of the lady comes into the marital home when the
husband steps out to shop for candles, lotion and ‘protection.’ He plays
his chess pieces like a seasoned professional and convinces the bride
to elope with him. Mr. X returns home bristling with excitement to have a
first bite at the conjugal cherry only to get a vacuous reception. All
his phone calls to his bride are interrupted by a ‘number busy’ error
code. ‘Torrents’ as used in this context is not a popular movie
downloading site but the amount of tears that wet this gentleman’s
pillow that night. This piece has been the script of a few high grossing
soap operas and skits over the years but sometimes fact is more
excruciating and surreal compared to fiction. People have witnessed this
scene first hand and left crest-fallen. In Kenya this has been the
tragic-comical political ode to one Raila Odinga depending on which side
of the political divide you are positioned.
But the story goes
even further. Historically, the region currently known as Kenya
consisted of slightly more than 42 neighbouring nation states. Each had
its leader. Then came silk, the Bible, some rum lubricating the path for
British Imperialism. Circa 1960, colonialism is crumbling all over
Africa. The colonial Governor plans for a smooth transition. This
succinctly put is to hand over power to Jaramogi Odinga who seems a
level-headed, venerable leader of the day and not one of the marauding
band ‘Mau-Mau’ who had given the white man so much grief. He in
nationalist sentiment; flatly turns down the offer declaring, “No Uhuru
without Kenyatta.” He receives much condemnation -- even from fellow
African members of the LEGCO, for “embracing detainees whom the
government considered to be dangerous criminals”. The statement hardened
the feelings of the Europeans in the LEGCO and outside, who began
calling Jaramogi a communist lackey. Unlikely was the rebuttal from Dr.
Julius Kiano and Hon. Jeremiah Nyaga both from the ambient of Kenyatta’s
home turf. “Jomo Kenyatta and the Mau Mau rebellion brought nothing
but misery to thousands of GEMA communities for six years and another
six years in hardship in secret oath-taking and subversion,” they
opined. Kenyatta eventually got released, formed government with
Jaramogi as his Deputy. In due course, karma came full circle. They had a
bitter fall out culminating in a vicious public clash, Jaramogi left
government seething at betrayal to form an opposition party and
eventually was detained for trumped up treason and subversive charges in
a de-facto one party state. Regrettable ungratefulness. Fast forward
to modern times, same swamp with similar mindset in the alligators in
there. Now we have the progeny of the two titans gunning for national
leadership, one being already an incumbent following in his father’s
footsteps and the other a former Prime Minister.
Let me delve into
the grouse of this piece for fear of being labeled a lopsided history
lecturer. We are all victims of failed governance in this country.
Corruption is at an all time high and heavy taxation is not even
bringing us to half a point GDP improvement. This situation should not
prevail indefinitely as we will collectively be wiped out as a populace
by the time we turn a corner. But the greatest of the ills bedeviling
this nation and which will ultimately shred our national fabric to
pieces is tribalism and ethnic parochialism cum imperialism. Even the
enlightened and young professionals, the hope of this generation
practice it with ruthless abandon.
The first among a raft of
postulated solutions to this unfortunate conundrum is a rotational
presidency, first among the remaining three of big 5 who have not put a
guy in the ‘house on the hill’ yet while keeping an eye for the best of
the rest. It is always a boon to anybody when you feel that with hard
work, perseverance, smart enterprise and sacrificial toil you can aspire
to greatness. I propose we start now so as not to afflict our progeny
with the unnecessarily preposterous burden of ending such a vile and
utterly pointless vice as ethnicity coupled with interminable external
debt. Consequent to this move many more Kenyans will start feeling more
valued and precious. The only two tribes practically existent are the
haves and have-nots or in DSTV parlance premium subscribers and the mass
market. But in the shackled Kenyan psyche we have 42 others to add to
these.
The first beneficiary I propose should be the guy many in
this country call BABA (father). Some prefer ‘Jamaa ya vitendawili’,
others the clown who wants to defend the kraal with a gun that has only
one bullet, et-al. But hate him or love him Raila Odinga is an enigma, a
colossus in the Kenyan landscape and a national hero. Choosing him will
be such a calculated and no doubt sagacious move dealing the death
knell to ethnic vendetta and stigmatization against a certain section of
this republic. It cannot be gainsaid; we are still draped in the
archaic darkness of tribal politics. Every dawning day, I sympathize
with my friends from one side of the ethnic divide who are usually
either deservedly or by no fault of their own the target of animosity as
a consequence of their tribal kingpins thanks to war provoking,
wreckless, half-witted and inebriated pronouncements. The depth of these
people’s putrid sycophancy knows neither limits nor regard for their
constituents whom they endanger with each blast of senseless sentiment
into a microphone. They are relegated to mere militia. This nation also
has deep seated historical injustices which we cannot paper-over and
must try to remedy.
I know I will gain many allies and mint new
foes in equal measure with this pronouncement but I still stand by it. I
have a conscience and astuteness too exorbitant to ever be purchased so
no one can dare call me a hired political minion. People have done
worse things in this country. We have elected drug barons to regional
and national leadership as true testament to moral decadence and
socio-economic deification of miscreants while prostituting ourselves
for pecuniary gain in the name of poverty. Throw in the dyed-in-wool,
academic-certificate manufacturing, apocalyptically denounced false -
prophets alias ‘men of the cloth.’ I wonder how asinine or desperate one
has to be to be influenced by such deviants, thought devout but in
actual sense are far less righteous than the unworthy sinner called
yourself. This is a reproachable dereliction of one’s mental faculty
which I will surely harangue such in a future post.
A vote for
Raila will institutionalize meritocracy. Don’t you feel kind of odd when
you have a struggling company trying to win tenders but are piped to
the cherry by someone with minimal qualifications who concocts a company
just to while having the bid ‘cooked’ for them? Doesn’t it rip out your
very soul when you hear that someone took 60 million of your taxes to a
mythical quarry in the dead of the darkest night to pay some ghost
workers? That is the current state of doing business with the government
in Kenya. We all enjoy a reward for our toil and sacrifice even if
misdirected let alone focused, determined effort or achievement. Just as
when ancient Greece under Solon and Cleisthenes introduced the
philosophy of Democracy as an option to the prehistoric monarchy,
feudalism, parochialism and stone-age man dictatorship. Many years later
the Spartan King Leonidas single handedly put up a last stand with only
300 men to defend the most feasible entry point by the megalithic
Persian army led by King Xerxes into the rest of Greece and all
manifestation of freedom and free enterprise. He valiantly defended this
values held dear at Thermopylae. If God gave us freedom of choice, who
is man to defecate on these values by instituting a narrow-minded ogre
known as monarchy. This man has earned the right to be our president.
Crowning
this man president will be payment of a debt of gratitude. He has been
unfairly imprisoned, clobbered, chastised, tear-gassed among others for
advocating for the rights which we currently enjoy. He with colleagues
made the push that turned Kenya from a dejure one party state
to a full-fledged democracy. He has been consistent in advocating for
the rights of all Kenyan citizens. He has sacrificed political ambition
before, heeding to Kenyans pleas to declare ‘Kibaki tosha’ and help
remove a repressive and kleptocratic regime that overstayed its
welcome. He campaigned for a crocked Kibaki when he was down and out,
has braved whistles and castigation for naively agreeing to an MOU with a
post that was not enshrined in the constitution. He has won an
election, been rigged out, given a raw deal as ‘ceremonial’ Prime
Minister, won again but rigged out on the basis of two million members
of the electorate who only voted for his only viable rival presidential
candidate and no one else. He suffered from the rash rulling of a time
barred Supreme court who curtly brushed his evidence aside. He has been
bad mouthed by a supposed arbiter who was the IEBC Chair as a ‘perennial
loser who is a cry baby not able to stomach defeat.’ I think this is
his chance. If not for any other reason, just try him out to get him out
of our collective system and consciences. Moses died before reaching
Canaan. However, let us not allow this great son of this soil to go
aground before sitting on the presidential seat.
By having this
man as president we will have proved to have weaned ourselves from the
cyclical, self destructive and detrimental dementia of tribalism to
issue-based politics. Compared to Tanzania we look like cattle without a
herder who inadvertently let our brains go out with the dung. Their
Seminal policy after independence has proved beneficial. For Instance,
take the Post election Violence in 2007. He never called for the
killing, rape and displacement of any one. He only had a natural
spontaneous reaction to having his bride stolen on the wedding night.
Facts always trump myths. Fables are fleeting and volatile like ethylene
vapour but the truth like the rocky outcrop of an escarpment will
always prevail and retain structural integrity as testament to what is,
was and will always be a fact. He has been accused of violence, a myth
that was clinically dispelled by the ICC. It is self effacing to assume
you have monopoly over intelligence or may be sound leadership abilities
just based on your geographical genesis. Just give the man benefit of
doubt. At least choose a leader who practices what he preaches. Peace
and prosperity.
Despite many bottle-necks, the period most
democratic reform and economic development was attained in this land
uncannily coincided with the time he was in Government and later Prime
Minister. A few talk about failures of ‘Nusu-mkate’, but those are the
guys with a bigoted mind set and predominantly that same ‘nusu-mkate’
between their ears. They fail to see the pressures this man was under
swimming against the tide of a forced co-principal hell-bent on ensuring
his failure. He did not do too shabbily under those inhumane
conditions.
He has proved to be one of the cleaner political
operators. Despite the filth associated with politics, this one here has
kept his head above the murk. He is yet to be implicated or dragged to
court for a mega scandal. He has a clean moral rap sheet declaring time
and again he is as white as fleece.
When one system fails
institute another. When you have a ruler who leads a decrepit government
so inept as to cry about corruption in the opposition ranks instead of
using his authority to arrest perpetrators. A pretender statesman who
trades insults with the opposition while he is president instead of
taking cues and finding solutions lost me at ‘mugoroci’. When did the
consummate statesman Barrack Obama ever trade insults with the
Republicans throughout his 8 years in power yet he has our blood? To add
insult to injury a guy who publically gloats about ‘kula nyama wengine
wakimeza mate’ yet the jurisdiction he presides has neither mechanisms
nor foresight to deal with the cyclical yet predictable phenomena like
famine & cattle rustling but insists on depending on divine
providence and rain-fed agriculture, we have the classic case of a
failed system. To paraphrase Miguna Miguna if it quacks, walks and looks
like a duck then it is one. Why put this guy through the rigmarole of
serving a lame duck presidency when we have a more experienced, humane,
able and no doubt popular man ready to take charge?
We will not
hear the end of the pride associated with our lake side kinsmen if their
man ascends to state house, but so what? First Oliech then Obama, then
Odinga… jamaneni? But we are a resilient people. We can deal with it.
From diversity stems our strength, heritage and coagulant as Kenyans.
All
in all know that the only driver of your destiny is yourself. Problems
are to humans as rotting is to corpses. We cannot eradicate all social
ills, but national inclusivity and a spirit of brotherhood will make our
afflictions more palatable. Vote with your conscience my brother.
Tribalism is a Cancer.

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