ARTUR MARGARYAN, SARGASYAN

The guys with the move




For a time now the Kenyan media has been replete with the Artur saga: Artur this…Artur that…Artur here…Artur there.
These brothers clearly got themselves a following. What with the media and ‘celebs’ alike giving them celeb status that they did not deserve{or did they?}

I am made to understand that one of them, Artur Margaryan, was an arrogant type.
He was given to shooting off his mouth at every possible chance and delivering a cocktail of ‘blue blistering barnacles!’.

He was an amorous type too. His fling with Winnie generated heated public debate. We are told that he had a way with ‘them’ ladies. Anyway, I wouldn’t blame them for falling for his money {first thing} and then his looks {second thing}. And with some of us in financial and pecuniary handicaps who wouldn’t anyway.

Then followed their ‘abracadabra’ stunt at the airport {JKIA} that really made us doubt the security even at our very door steps. They had the effrontery to brandish a gun {or how many guns had they?} at one of the presumably well secured areas in our Kenya.

What security, therefore, do you expect at Kayole or Mathare, for instance?

But still they got state security and some top guys in the Kibaki government threw their weight round about them. One of them was Michuki {the guy with rattle snakes in his pockets} who said they were ‘genuine businessmen’. What mid summer madness!!

This guy said ‘…rattling a rattle snake’ after the Standard raid which left many a Kenyan crawling and slithering and steaming and breathless and…hissing!

He came up with a new one ‘genuine businessmen’. Maybe that’s how he viewed them {Arturs} but whom should we blame for his hindsight?

Anyway, all said and done, they were deported. But you and I know it only too well: this was a belated action…belated deportation…belated everything.

Good riddance to the Arturs and we hope this is the last we hear and/or see them. We are already tired of our ‘indigenous’ Arturs. There is no need for ‘expatriate’ ones. But that’s a story for another day.

Winnie, please don’t knife me for making such scathing remarks about your guy, Margaryan. Suffer me this once.