Kenya Can’t Be Allowed to go to The Dogs

Yesterday will go down in the country’s history as having been a tumultuous and tension-filled day. It was a day when all the citizens (and even hundreds of thousands of non-citizens who live in the country and abroad) were on edge, jittery and anxious.

This situation was extremely exacerbated by the late announcement of the president of the republic of Kenya in what could be termed as a circus of sorts. Only the National Broadcaster, KBC, was present to broadcast the announcement live to all and sundry as all other media outlets, both local and foreign, had been ‘bundled’ out of KICC. And even more disturbing was the fact that within an hour of the announcement, President Kibaki was sworn-in to serve a second term in office.

The ODM cried foul for, in their book, their presidential candidate Mr. Raila Amollo Odinga had won the elections and therefore was the one supposed to be sworn-in instead of Mr. Kibaki. For this reason they have made it clear, in black and white, that they don’t acknowledge the presidency of Kibaki.

To prove that they mean business, they have made it clear that they will organise their own swearing-in ceremony at Uhuru Park today.

As things stand right now, there has been untold suffering unleashed on the people who live in some parts of Western, Nyanza, Coast and Nairobi. Fears are almost tangible that this planned rally and swearing-in by ODM and Raila will not augur well for the Kenyan populace.

My take is that, if such a thought is allowed to blossom and become a flower then this country could as well be headed to anarchy and lawlessness of untold proportions.

Hon. Raila, there surely are other ways of championing your cause instead of letting it take this route. Sir, the lives of the people you very much want to protect (by becoming the president) are at stake here. Many have already been lost in the carnage that has erupted; please don’t stoke a fire that will be hard to put out. Steer clear of that hearth for the sake of innocent mothers, fathers, and children. Innocent Kenyans should not be caught in the cross fire that is more than likely to materialise.

Our great country should not go down the road that Somalia, Sudan and other such countries have trodden. The citizens of these countries come to our country to seek solace and refuge. We are a beacon of hope in this part of Africa; we are the hope of the people who live within our borders.

Kenya country should not be allowed to go to the dogs.

Still Your Hearts

In a few hour's time we are going to the polls, my dear Kenyans. Rudyard Kipling has something to tell us this day:

If you can keep your head when all about you,
Are losing theirs and are blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster,
And treat those two imposters just the same.

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute,
With sixty seconds worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything’s that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a man, my son.

Have peaceful elections tomorrow. And may the best man win.

The Day After: Friday, 28th December, 2007

I have a racking headache this morning. Yesterday was a tough, nay, gruelling day. Yeah, and so much so. It was Election Day; the most competitive, much anticipated issue-based election since independence.

I was among the last people at the polling station having stood in the hot sun for almost half a day. Yeah, and the turn out was something to behold. Scores of people stood in queues, braving the hot sun, to ultimately cast their votes!

I hardly slept a wink last night. My neighbours next door (three bachelors who stay in the same room) just wouldn’t let me. Their high-pitched radios (as they kept count of the number of votes from polling stations the country over, thanks to the leading channel), raucous laughs, guttural voices and frequent screams as beer bottles fell to the floor, were just tormenting.

Everything is quiet this morning save for the throbbing headache between my ears. The throbbing is as if tangible. And for no apparent reason at all, my heart is pounding savagely (as if I am climbing a precipitous mountain).

Now I start recalling. A day before the polls, I wagered my friend Mark ksh 5000/- that my choice for president would win the polls with a landslide victory. I was more than confident that this would be the case. Then, where is this jittery feeling coming from?

If my choice for president does not win the elections, then, I'll have to part with my precious five thao. Not a pretty picture at all.

But, then, who says he will not win.

Just as this thought takes its form in my mind, two pictures (so vivid and life-like) suddenly cascade in my mind’s eye; one from left to right, the other from right to left.

The two pictures are those of Raila and Kibaki. Both of them are smiling. In fact, one of them is grinning like a Cheshire cat. Their lips are moving as if trying to tell me something.

I strain my inner ears but fail to hear anything.

I look at the wall clock. It is 6:30am. I think it is time to put all my fears to rest. I ‘trudge’ to my wall unit and almost simultaneously switch on both my TV and radio.

The news on radio and TV is replete and inundated with election-related news. Reports are coming in from all parts of the country. The number of votes each candidate has received in various parts of the republic is mentioned.

My heart lurches. No, no, what I am hearing can’t be true. Those unflattering number of votes can’t be those of my chosen president. No. Never.

Almost instantly I decide what I‘ll spend the rest of the day doing.

“Counting the votes. Yes, that’s what I am going to do the rest of the day. I can’t leave anything to chance, can I?”

I also decide to call on my neighbours later in the day to compare my notes with that of their vigil last night.

I fetch a pen and some foolscaps and get ready for the task ahead of me. Oh, I had almost forgotten. I usually take a hot cup of coffee at around this time of the day. And today it will do me a whole world of good.

A steaming cup of coffee.

Spare a Thought for the Hurting and Down Trodden

I came across the poem below as I was sifting through my paraphernalia this morning. It got me thinking.

The poem was writtenby the prominent German anti-Nazi activist, Pastor Martin Niem?ller.

First they came...

In Germany they came first for the Communists,
And I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the Jews,
And I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
And I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Catholics,
And I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant.
Then they came for me,
And by that time no one was left to speak up for me.

Most of our dear brothers and sisters are suffering and have suffered immensely in Kuresoi, Mount Elgon, in the hands of the ruthless mungiki and in election related violence in the recent past.

Speaking up for them is our divine responsibility. Taking the government to task and fervently asking why these heinous acts are being perpetrated under the very 'bulbous' nose of the state is the first step to much-needed healing.

Something has to give; something's gotta be done!

Well, if we don't speak up for the hurting and down-trodden in our country, who will speak up for us when it happens to us and our very own.
Food for thought, this.

Tell Ritch what you think.

Can this senseless propaganda (in our civilised Kenya!) please stop

The other day I read a ridiculous vernacular 'propaganda' sms sent to an aquaintance of mine. It was in Kikuyu and it read:

Mwathani arokogitira maonduini mothe ma ngoma ta mirimu, aichi, mungiki, arogi, thuya, nguya, rwagi, ndaa, ngunguni, na muno Raila na kiama kia ODM.

It roughly translates to: May the Lord keep you safe from the wiles of the devil such as diseases, robbers, Mungiki, witches, stubborn insects (mosquitoes and the rest), and most of all from Raila and ODM.

Just sickening!

Remain Sober, Brethren, the Tumult Notwithstanding

These are ‘hard times’ for Kenyans. Yep! (to use Chris’ pet word) and rightly so. What with all the walls around us reverberating with the echoes of the ‘political’ voices of presidential and parliamentary hopefuls!



Cheap political and campaign gimmicks have been brought to play in the hope of swindling us to succumbing to the pressure of the moment. Our votes are a gold mine for these seekers of the country’s high offices! (Our interests do not feature in the vocabulary of most of these guys).

Brethren, in the face of all this pressure, let us keep our heads clear and think straight. The fate of our country is at stake. Not just for us but for our children and generations to come. As we vote next month let our heads, and not our hearts, do the deciding. Our hearts are wont to wax sentimental and emotional. The fate of our country rests in the hands of the decisive members of this wonderful country.




This reminds me of some quotations I read sometime ago about Government:
• That government is best which governs the least, because its people discipline themselves.
• Government is a trust, and the officers of the government are trustees; and both the trust and the trustees are created for the benefit of the people.
• The government is the only known vessel that leaks from the top.
• Man well governed should seek after no other liberty, for there can be no greater liberty than a good government.
• The will of the people is the only legitimate foundation of any government, and to protect its free expression should be our first object.
• For in reason, all government without the consent of the governed is the very definition of slavery.

Whether it is Kibaki, Raila, Kalonzo or Muiru at the helm of this country come early next year, I believe Kenyans will be proud of their democratic choice.



VOTE WITH YOUR HEADS NOT YOUR HEARTS!!!!

Exeunt Kibaki, Enter Raila (but…)

(Exeunt...!)

(Enter...!)


I received this short message on my phone today:

“For Jaramogi hated Kenyans, that he gave his son Raila Amollo Odinga that whosoever believes in him shall live in eternal slavery, hunger, diseases and die in pain.”

Whoever is circulating this sms must be a sick fellow. That’s all I can say.

Kenyans now start ‘spewing’ excuses?

On Tuesday, September 11th, 2007, Habari Leo newspaper (a Tanzanian daily) carried a story titled “Wakenya waanza visingizio” (Kenyans now start spewing excuses) on its front page.

The article started by saying that Kenyans were complaining that they were finding it increasingly hard to cross the border into Tanzania as they were being mistreated by immigration officers at the borders.

For instance, at the Isebania border post, there is a heavy presence of immigration officers hell bent on checking the ‘insalubrious’ influx of Kenyans into Tanzania. Kenyans found without the requisite travel documents have had to go through harrowing experiences.

This has left a bad taste in the mouths of Kenyans as they rightly ask why they are being mistreated while the Tanzanians crossing the border do so without a fuss being raised.

In the past, Kenyan businessmen were crossing the border on their way to Tarime (which is 25 kilometres from the Isebania border post) without any problem whatsoever. But now, according to these businessmen, things have changed.

There are many Kenyans working in Tanzania, the newspaper continues, and hundreds of Tanzanians working in Kenya as small scale business people, bartenders and sellers of second hand clothes (Mitumba in East Africa speak). This is slowly becoming a thing of the past as mistrust stealthily creeps between peoples of the two countries.

This mistrust has further been amplified by the recent armed robberies on Tanzanian soil thanks to robbers of Kenyan descent. This state of affairs has received the full vent of Tanzanian President Mr. Kikwete and the Minister for Internal Security Mr. Bakari Mwapachu.

The good intention of the East Africa Community, where it behooves us to live as brothers and sisters, is being sacrificed at the altar of bureaucracy and misconstruction. In fact, things are being taken for what they are not – literally speaking.

That’s my take. What’s yours?

The killing of 14 Kenyans: Something just does not jell

It has been reported in some sections of the media in Tanzania that:
• Plans to execute them had long been planned
• Tanzanian police pretended to be robbers


The newspaper Sauti ya Watu Tanzania Daima (a Tanzanian daily) on Monday September 17th, 2007 carried a very controversial version of the story about the killing of 14 suspected robbers of Kenyan origin in Moshi a few days earlier.

According to the newspaper, the killing of the Kenyans was something that had been planned and staged. It is said that some Tanzanian police travelled to Kenya and posed as accomplices in criminal activities and succeeded in luring these people to Tanzanian soil

According to a source who divulged information about the whole plan, the ground where the police executed their heinous act was a clear ground with no obstructions. So the question is: If there was a shootout between the police and the robbers, why were there no police casualties?

It is alleged that these ‘robbers’ were taken to their supposed hideout in police cars that did not have number plates of the police force. Here the police sprayed their car and that of the ‘robbers’ with bullets in a bid to ‘hide’ the truth of what actually happened.

Just to show that the whole event was like a drama of sorts, a police car (registration number T 168 AEA Hiace GLX) was sprayed with bullets on the top of the body. Its windscreen was, incidentally, not broken. This is something that is very unlikely in the event of a shootout.

Questions arise here:

• If there really was a shoot out, why was there no glass that was broken in the vehicle of the police?
• In the alleged shoot out, why were there no casualties on the side of the police?
• If it really was a planned event, what was its aim?
• Was the aim of the ‘event’ intertwined with the supposed Tanzanian police’ heartfelt desire to show their president that they are working?
• Under whose direction was it?
• Is theTanzania Daima account a true representation of what happened on the ground? If it is true, what are its dynamics?

Can the Tanzanian police force come clean of these serious allegations? Kenya does not need nor does it deserve the heartrending bashing that it has been receiving from some quarters of Tanzania of late…

Kenya: Fly in the East Africa Community Ointment?

Some days ago I was glorying in the wonderful performance of Kenyan athletes in Osaka, Japan. The medals they clinched put a spring in my step and I felt like shouting to all and sundry that I was Kenyan head to toe, ear to ear.

I felt like standing alongside key world statesmen on the ‘choicest’ podiums and make a speech in praise of Kenya; the enigma, the mystery behind our unwavering, unflagging and undaunted zeal, vim and vivacity.

In the East Africa region we’ve all along been the country offered as an example in a number of respects: economically (as a fast growing economy); people who are self-driven and ready to take up new challenges gracefully.

But all that is a thing of the past, well, almost. Some sections of the Kenyan populace have been trying to do all they can and could do to sully what has taken sweat and blood to build; what has taken years to nurture: the vintage Kenyan reputation.

I was in Dar es Salaam on Thursday 6th September, 2007, when I received the rather shocking news that 11 Kenyans had been shot dead in Moshi (a town in northern Tanzania) as they were planning to raid Exim Bank in the town.

The suspects were killed on Wednesday evening after a fierce exchange of fire between them and the Tanzania police. Among the arms found on their persons were an AK-47 rifle, bombs, bullet proof vests and 200 plus bullets

Among the killed suspects was a woman, a Hannah Nyakanyi Kingara, who hailed from Kiambu. The Daily Nation has reported today, Saturday 8th September 2007, that she was a Nairobi-based businesswoman while two others were on a police wanted list.

A month ago there was another exchange of fire between Kenyan robbers with the Tanzania police in Arusha (a town that neighbours Moshi in northern Tanzania) and two of the robbers were killed in the fierce gun-battles that lasted virtually six hours. They had been involved in a bank heist where they stole more than Tsh 200 million (approx. Ksh 10,526,315).

As I was in Tanzania when the recent event was reported in the media, I got to read the atmosphere and know one thing for sure: the good name of Kenya in the region was irreparably going up in smoke!

“Ni hawa wakenya tena, hivi mbona wanapenda kutuonea hivi,” was the lament of one Tanzanian.

Another one said, quite forcefully, “Ndiyo maana nawachukia hawa watu. Shirikisho la Afrika Mashariki hatulitaki kama haya ndiyo mambo tutakayokuwa tunakumbana nayo siku nenda rudi. Kila mtu akae kwao.” (It roughly translates to: “That’s why I hate these Kenyans. Tanzanians don’t need the East Africa Federation if these are some of the things we’ll have to put up with day in day out when the federation comes into existence.”

Does this state of affairs go to show the level of unrest, ‘anarchy’ and desperation that is hidden in many of our people’s minds? Or is it the spill over from the ‘anarchy’ and criminal acts that have ravaged Kenya for most of the last two years, especially?

If these criminal acts are not contained, then, the present level of mistrust prevalent between Kenya and Tanzania will double, triple, quadruple …ad infinitum.

Kenya and East Africa Federation: Hazy Picture?

The presidents of the five countries that comprise the East African Community, have finished the much-awaited summit today, 20th of August 2007.

Among the issues they discussed during the one-day summit included the proposed fast tracking of the East African Federation and the creation of a Common Market.

Fast tracking the EAC federation, they said, was not in the best interest of the EAC citizenry, whose opinions were sought earlier this year about the proposed fast tracking.

In fact the fear rested, according to most of the respondents, in the ‘fact’ that the political ‘atmosphere’ in most of the countries in the community is seemingly ‘unstable’. Thus, going into a federation with such countries that have not set their houses in order would be tantamount to opening a can of worms that would, eventually, wend their way into the fabric of the other countries in the community.

Creation of a common market, the presidents said, would come in the year 2012.

The very idea of the creation of a common market has not gone down well with most people in East Africa. Most Tanzanians, for instance, fear the idea of a common market with ‘Kenya’ at the centre of the picture. They fear that the creation of such a market, which would mean the opening of the borders of the member countries to allow people to work, live and trade anywhere in East Africa, would mean Kenyans flocking into Tanzania. This would, basically, mean Kenyans taking up most of the virgin land, vast land that lies unused, in Tanzania. They also fear that Kenyans would take up their jobs for, as they say, Kenyans are ‘aggressive’ and are a people who rest at nothing till they get what they want. It is also a widely believed ‘notion’ in Tanzania that Kenyans are better educated than them. This, to me, is neither here nor there.

But, all said and done, we should ask ourselves some germane questions:
• Are we wasting our time here?
• Are we wool gathering "the East Africa Federation and common market" into focus or being "insensitively" realistic?
For, it seems, there are some quarters that are deliberately trying to stagnate matters here.

Mon Fils, Prend-Le Doucement: (Le SIDA Est Un Rodeur Rapace)

This is French for : My Son, Take it Slow: Aids is a Rapacious Prowler. I wrote the English version of the poem that you are going to read here shortly in November last year right here in this blog.

A certain lady in Ivory Coast, Betty Mande, after reading it, and having been touched to the core by the advice that the old lady in the poem gives to her grandson, decided to contact me. She asked for permission to translate it to French so that French speaking peoples in Africa (and the world over) could be reached by the “urgent” message (as she put it). I readily agreed.
Read the English Version Here.


Mon Fils, Prend-Le Doucement: (Le SIDA Est Un Rodeur Rapace)

Mon fils, je suis maintenant une vieille femme,
Je sens mes ancêtres me faire signe,
Mon coeur est penché et peureux !
Mon corps : vieux et fragile.

Dans les années, j’ai été au tour,
J’ai beaucoup appris concernant le monde,
Je sens le temps est prêt,
Pour partager avec vous mon arsenal.

Dans les mois recents, j’ étais entrain de vous regarder,
Vous regardant ardemment, regardant avec des yeux de tristesse,
Mes yeux n’avaient pas sommeillé dans ma veille,
Ma garde n’avait pas fondu en sentinelle.

Mon fils, j’ai peur de ce que je vois,
J’ai peur de ce que je rêve,
J’ai peur de ce que je vois dans tes yeux,
J’ai peur de ton ardeur et de ton courage.

Mon fils, j’ai peur,
Le plus je pense à ce que tu fais,
Le plus, je suis vieux que mon âge,
Le plus, le peuple commente sur ma vieillesse.

Ceux-ci sont les jours noirs, mon fils,
Jours où ton grand-pére et moi n’avaient jamais rêvé,
Jours comblés par l’obscurité,
Jours dont constament j’essaie de souhaiter loin.

Mon fils, ne t’ ennuie pas, tiens bon,
Je ne suis pas arrogant, sois-en sûr,
Ecoute-moi cette fois,
Ecoute l’ hésitation dans ma voix.

Ceci est le troisième mois depuis que j’ ai commencé ma vigile,
Mon fils, je vois les differentes dames à tes côtés chapue jour passant,
Les dames fabuleusement batues,
Dames au monde renversé te tiennent compagnie.

On t’appelle, ‘Monsieur Boss, l’ homme en mouvement’,
Merci aux énumerables partenaires sexuels que tu detiens,
Ceci est foux, mon fils,
Ça s’appelle sale injustice et malgloire.

Mon fils, veuxe-tu me voir aller à la tombe précossement ?
Veux-tu me laisser parler moi-même jusqu’ à la voix rauque ?
Veux-tu me laisser mouiller mon oreiller de larmes pendant des heures ?
Veux-tu que je te voies tomber comme de pierres à la carrière ?

Quand le SID A te souris, mon fils,
Il n’ y aura pas un retour en arrière,
Ça te mangera et te rongera jusqu’ à la moelle,
Ça te tournera de l’ exterieur – s’il te plait, épargne-moi de douleurs !

Je ne veux pas imaginer (mais c’est une part de maux nocturnes que je ne peux éviter),
Le plus élancé, beau garçon que je connais,
Reduisant à une regretable sculpture,
Une sculpture aux plaies, furoncles et cheveux tombant...

Mon fils, le SIDA est réel,
Ça rode le voisinage avec vengeance,
De grâce, assieds-toi et repense à ta conduite,
Une HIV libre génération commence par toi, mon fils.

Stifling Media Bill: Save Our Souls

The passing of the controversial Media Bill that has journalists and thousands of other Kenyans up in arms, has a sad ring to it. It is laced with the most potent concoction Kenya has seen in years: It is destined to kill true democracy.

A clause in the Media Bill forces journalists to divulge their source of information in the event that their stories ‘stir a court case’.

The Society of Professional Journalists believe that public enlightenment is the forerunner of justice and the foundation of democracy. The duty of the journalist is to further those ends by seeking truth and providing a fair and comprehensive account of events and issues.

Conscientious journalists from all media and specialties strive to serve the public with thoroughness and honesty.

Part of the SPJ (Society of Professional Journalists) code of ethics (that is voluntarily embraced by thousands of writers, editors and other news professionals) states that:

Journalists should:

• Test the accuracy of information from all sources and exercise care to avoid inadvertent error. Deliberate distortion is never permissible.
• Diligently seek out subjects of news stories to give them the opportunity to respond to allegations of wrong doing.
• Identify sources whenever feasible. The public is entitled to as much information as possible on sources’ reliability.
• Always question sources’ motives before promising anonymity. Clarify conditions attached to any promise made in exchange for information. Keep promises.
• Give voice to the voiceless; official and unofficial sources of information can be equally valid.
• Avoid undercover or other surreptitious methods of gathering information except when traditional open methods information vital to the public. Use of such methods should be explained as part of the story.
• Recognize a special obligation to ensure that the public’s business is conducted in the open and that government records are open to inspection.

And as a bottom line: A journalist should be vigilant and courageous about holding those in power accountable.

The purpose of journalism is to provide people with the information they need to be free and self-governing. To fulfill this task, journalism’s first obligation is to the truth and its first loyalty is to the citizens. Period. This means that nothing should be allowed to come in-between.

The Bill states that journalists will be required to name the sources to their stories should the stories they write warrant a court case. This, to me, is tantamount to paralyzing and curtailing media activity. Why do I say this? Sources of information are the lifeblood of journalists whether working in print or broadcast industries.

Who would want to volunteer ‘sensitive information’ to the media knowing too well that they could be exposed to the public should someone find the story unflattering and drag the media outlet to court?

Does this mean, then, that the office of the ‘good old’ whistle-blower is in its death throes?

Say No to Terror…Say No to Violence, Stand Up and Shout

Given the mire that our country is wallowing in, this is not the time for us to continue resting on our laurels. Truth be told, our country is languishing under the incompetence of the “leaders” we let sail into the August house.

Why is Mungiki wreaking havoc and leaving terror everywhere, when our country boasts of having one of the best security forces in East and Central Africa? Does it mean that there is nothing that can be done?

Sometimes the poignant words of Jonathan Swift ring in my mind and I sigh heavily and let them run the breadth of my mind:
“Laws are like cobwebs, which may catch small flies, but let wasps and hornets break through.”

Sometimes it seems to me that laws are put in place to stifle, strangulate and asphyxiate some people while some others toy around with them and have a field day. (Otherwise what do you make of the Anglo Leasing and Goldenberg masterminds enjoying the free air while someone who stole Ksh 100/- rotting in jail!)

I know some of us have ever read “The Nation’s Prayer” but I reproduce it here for the benefit of all of us:

“God give us men!
A time like this demands: strong minds, great heights, true faith and ready hands;
Men whom the lust of office does not kill;
Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy;
Men who posses opinions and a will;
Men who have honour; Men who will not lie;
Men who can stand before a demagogue;
And damn his treacherous flatteries without winking;
Tell men, sun-crowned who live above the fog;
In public duty and in private thinking;
For while they rabble, with their thumb-worn creeds;
Mingle in selfish strife, lo! Freedom weeps;
Wrong rules the land, and waiting justice sleeps.”

Kenya needs serious men and women who can give their eye teeth to afford the electorate the best their country can and could offer. That’s what we should ruminate over this election year.

Najivunia Kuwa Mkenya...

A friend of mine sent me a very interesting read yesterday. Here it is and I hope you will agree with him (tongue-in-cheek!):

Technology
After digging to a depth of 100 meters last year, Russian scientists found traces of copper wire dating back 1000 years, and came to the conclusion that their ancestors already had a telephone network one thousand years ago.

So, not to be outdone, in the weeks that followed, American scientists dug 200 meters and headlines in the US papers read:
"US scientists have found traces of 2000-year-old optical fibers, and have concluded that their ancestors already had advanced high-tech digital telephone 1000 years earlier than the Russians."

One week later, the Kenyan newspapers proudly reported the following:
"After digging as deep as 500 meters, Kenyan scientists have found absolutely nothing. They have concluded that 5000 years ago, their ancestors were already using wireless technology!"
Na ndio maana najivunia kuwa Mkenya. Wewe je?
Are you proud to be Kenyan despite all the madness (Mungiki, insecurity etc) that's been going on?

The Spitting Image of a Party Pooper

Yesterday I read a very interesting poem that describes, quite amusingly, what I call a party pooper. In essence, a party pooper is a person who spoils other people’s fun.

Read the poem below and judge for yourself whether you ‘qualify’ to be in the club.

Street Scene

A helicopter in the sky,
Observed the traffic down below,
Establishing the where and why,
Of anything that stopped the flow.

A motorist in a crawling queue,
Distracted by the whirring rotor,
Looked up to get a better view,
And rammed (of course) another motor.

The police worked for half the day,
To clear things, and at last succeeded,
The helicopter whirled away,
To see where else it might be needed.

The Test

The Pastor made it very clear to us that, as a prerequisite, we had to go for a HIV test before we got married. The results of the test would determine whether the church would marry us off or not. If either of us tested HIV positive, then, that would mean the end of the journey to conjugal bliss.

That was three weeks to the publishing of the banns. Never had there been a harder time in our lives than at that very time. The task that we had to accomplish was almost daunting.

Our minds were abuzz trying to figure out our pasts: had we slipped in our earlier trysts? And if so, had we contracted the HIV virus? What would happen if the tests confirmed our worst fears?

After lengthy deliberations, we decided that taking the test was the only way of either confirming or allaying our fears.

The next day we headed to a Voluntary Counselling and Testing centre that was in town. We were received cordially, and, after the preliminaries, we were ushered into a room where a counsellor was waiting for us.

I’ll never forget the cold chill that ran down my spine when I entered the room. I felt like a cow that had entered an abattoir. My face was flushed and my lips felt dry. I tried to compose myself to no avail. The feeling I had could only be equated to the feeling of an accused man feeling guilty before being pronounced so.

With a warm smile, the counsellor led us through the counselling session which included questions posed at us and explanations she gave for the questions we asked her.

Then came the question: “Are you ready for the test?” My wife-to-be and I exchanged glances and, almost in unison, we said, “Yes.”

We were led to a room that was adjacent to the office. This was the ‘testing room’. Blood was removed from the big veins in the crooks of our arms. Then we were told to wait in reception while the tests were made and results processed.

The fifteen minutes in reception were an eternity to me. There were a number of magazines on the table. I took one of them in the pretext of reading but in real sense it was to camouflage the fact that my mind was in turmoil. All manner of wild ideas and thoughts were doing their rounds in my head.

“What if I am found to be HIV positive, what will become of my life? What will come of my wedding bid? What will people say and how will my parents take it?” My head was spinning. My mate was going through the same motions.

When our names were mentioned we jumped up in unison almost leaving our hearts on the seats! The counsellor, with two spring files in her hands, led the way into her office. We followed suit, our steps almost faltering.

Once inside the office, she asked us to be seated. With a disarming smile playing on her lips, she told us that she had the results. Our hearts missed a beat.

With the precision of a marksman, she opened the two files and looked into them. At the back of our minds we knew that the contents of the files held the key to our fate.

She looked at us and, as she was about to say something, she stopped and cleared her throat. Was that hesitation? We felt the air in our lungs being forced out.

“Both of you are HIV negative. You don’t have the HIV virus. Here, have a look at the results.”

For a split second we could not believe our ears. Then we stood up, with tears of joy coursing the breadth of our cheeks, hugged each other and thanked the counsellor profusely.

As she handed us our result certificates (the key to our marital bliss and ‘happily-ever-after’ story), she quipped, “These results are very different from the ones that show academic qualifications. You can depend on your academic certificates to open doors for you tomorrow i.e the qualifications don’t change. The certificates show the skills you have acquired. The results you have received today, on the other hand, can change at the flash of lightning if you don’t take care of yourselves.”

Vernacular lingua franca?

The aim of this article is not in any way to fan the smoldering embers of tribalism to a roaring fire nor to stoke the hearth of tribal prejudice. Far from that.

There are some of us who are so much in ‘love’ with our tribal languages that we feel inclined to use them to communicate even in public places and offices – oblivious of the fact that it doesn’t rest very well in the ears of the people who can not help but hear what you are talking with your mate.

Some of the proponents of this ‘system’ find it very easy to gossip about people in and around the office by using their vernacular other than the standard Kiswahili or English that is normally supposed to be used (to communicate in offices and public places).

It incredibly irks me when I hear people talking in their mother tongue in an office oblivious of who is around them and what discomfort they leave in their wake.

But the results of using the mother tongue in public places do sometimes turn out to be amusing and embarrassing all in one pot.

This reminds me of a certain incident which took place in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania some years back. Two Kenyan ladies (from the same tribe) had boarded a bus to town one Saturday morning. As they were settling in the vehicle (Daladala), a burly man got into the vehicle and sat close to them.

One look at the man and one of the ladies almost instantly started telling her friend, in mother tongue, what she thought of the man: a big, good-for-nothing man. In the same vein and tongue, the other lady, tongue-in-cheek, said that she wouldn’t date a guy his size. And she also thought that he wore smelly socks.

And the undue criticism of the man went on and on.

The man got off the vehicle first. As he was alighting, he turned to the two ladies and, in their mother tongue, he wished them a good day. This struck the ladies and they realized that what they had all along said about the man had been understood by him. With egg on their faces, they just looked down and felt immensely foolish.

Glorifying the inglorious

Have you ever stopped to ask yourself why some of the vices we stand on the roof tops to discourage are the very ones we contentedly sit down to watch on TV (to our detriment, no doubt)?

We grin, laugh, smile and purse our lips when we watch steamy love scenes and passionate kissing courtesy of the manifold soap operas that grace our sets. What would prevent a teenager from experimenting with what they watch?

During the day we rebuke immorality, promiscuity and other such ‘vices’; In the evening it is served hot(on TV) for us to savour and join in the fray. Why this ambiguity? What message is being delivered to the multiple audience stake holders at the end of the day?

The soaps ‘teach’ us that having multiple sexual partners is alright as long as you have the money to keep the ‘relationship’ going. They also aim at making us believe that divorce is the sure-fire way of dealing with issues in marriage. Patience and perseverance in marriage are no-go zones according to these programmes that have taken Kenya by storm, of late.

Western mentality is being slid down our throats (without our noticing it) through these programmes. We open our arms to welcome their insidious notions and ideals. We try as much as we can not to miss watching them.

I know of a certain woman who sulks the whole evening if she is ‘disturbed’ as she watches her favourite soap. When her husband wants to talk to her or asks her for food or bath water she gives a thousand and one excuses just to make sure that she watches the soap without missing any action. Talk of disrespect and disregard!

Where are we headed if this is the status quo? I dare say, homes are crumbling and disintegrating thanks to the aforementioned. Though their story lines are very interesting and spellbinding, there is a dark abyss under their seemingly harmless façade.

Virginity: Presence of the Hymen?

As I was preparing to post the virginity piece yesterday (Click here to read it), my loving wife happened to come by my desk to see what I was about to post. She read the first two sentences and decided to sit on the arm of my chair so that she could get the gist of the piece. All this while, my eyes were trained on her face. I was eager to know what she thought of the piece. She maintained a bland face and when she was through , she turned and faced me.

“Ritch, what would you have said if I had told you that I tore my hymen during sports in high school?” she asked me. “Would you not have raised a fuss?”

For once, I didn’t know what I would have done or even how I would have behaved. I smiled and brushed the question aside.

Today let us look at another angle of this shooting match. To some people, virginity and presence of the hymen are one and the same thing. In yesterday’s post I tried to discredit that notion for there are other known reasons that could cause a virgin to have no hymen and thus not produce blood on the wedding day (or rather during the first sexual experience).

Most of the time we forget that there are other ways of sexual experience apart from vaginal penetration. For instance, there is oral sex on the one hand and anal sex on the other. The question that’s racking my mind: Should a woman who has engaged in either oral or anal sex but, however, ‘produces’ blood on her wedding night, be considered to have been a virgin on her wedding day?

I am made to understand that there are so many young women and ladies who have resorted to this form of ‘chastity’ to preserve their ‘virginity’ in Zanzibar. They engage in high scale ‘anal’ sex with their ‘boyfriends’ and some of them still crave ‘it’ when they eventually get married. Thus, most of these kind of women would receive a ‘barrage’ of adulation from their families and the parents of their husbands for having presented themselves unadulterated to their sons. If only the dark of the night could talk; it would tell of the ‘amazing’ actions of people who are held in high esteem. Such hypocrisy would be smashed to smithereens.

A character in Norman Mailer’s novel Harlot’s Ghost states that in Italy, an unmarried woman had to be "a maiden before and a martyr behind," which implied that such women often resorted to anal sex, and anal sex was consistently painful (thus the usage of the word martyr).

What Some Communities Still Hold Onto (And Kill Many a Marriage and Relationship)

This is despite all other reasons that could give rise to such a state

“David, David! We are waiting for you and your wife in the sitting room. Don’t forget to come with the proof,” Mzee George, David’s father, said loudly outside the bedroom of his son.

Assembled in the sitting room were elders of the clan, uncles, aunts and David’s mother. The day before they had witnessed the colourful wedding of their son to Susan, a tall beautiful lady. This is the same one they were all gathered to ‘crown’ as their ‘new’ daughter. But first, “Had she passed the acid test?”

The people gathered in the sitting room were growing impatient. David’s mother broke the silence by mumbling something about David and his wife taking too long, and shuffled her feet towards her son’s bedroom to remind them of their critical obligation to the ‘clan’!
David, in response, asked to be given 2 minutes for they were still preparing themselves. “Mum, you know it has been a long night. We’ve hardly slept a wink.” Even in the heat of the moment, his mother understood, or so she thought, that that was a joke and laughed heartily, in spite of herself.

“Two minutes! We don’t have the whole day here. Your uncles and aunts have to travel back to their homes today. You know what I mean.”

Inside the room, David and his wife were confused. They didn’t know what to do. The white sheets they had been given the day before had no other ‘foreign’ colour on them. There were no stains of blood on them. That alone proved to David that Susan had not been a virgin when he married her. David did not know what to think. His heart was in turmoil. Anger, confusion and a feeling that he had been lied to were the ingredients of the turmoil.

“David, sure as I told you earlier, I have never had sex with any other man apart from you. You’ve got to believe me,” Susan implored.

David shouted out, despite himself, “You lied to me you were a virgin! How many other guys have you ever slept with? Tell me, eh.” He said this as he menacingly edged towards her. Then came the strident bang on the door.

“David, we are running out of patience,” Mzee George said, rather angrily.

Without thinking, and amid the gentle sobs of his wife, David took the sheets and stormed out of the room. When the people gathered in the sitting room saw him, they sat upright and expectantly waited for good news. But one look at his face, they sensed trouble. His father nudged the clan elder who was in attendance to take it from there.

“David, go and bring your wife with you,” he said.

When both David and his wife were in front of them, the elder of the clan took the sheets and spread them on the sitting room floor. All three sheets were as white as they had been the day before. David’s parents were as wide-eyed as the other people present in the room. They had expected to see blood on the sheets to prove that Susan had been a virgin on her wedding day.

After a lengthy deliberation, it was agreed that Susan was not worthy to be their son’s wife thus she had to go.

“Susan, we are a respected family and will not agree to be party to the dishonour that your acceptance into this family would have brought us. So pack your bags and leave our house and our son,” David’s father pronounced the harsh judgement.

Susan had to leave, after all. One tumultuous day was the number of days their marriage had lasted.
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Such crude actions are driven by ignorance of the bare facts about what is ( and what is not) virginity. Virginity, in this context, is the state of having no sexual experience. Again, people wrongfully think that they can prove a lady’s virginity simply by ‘the production of blood during sexual intercourse’.

Even some of those who do not ‘produce’ blood during their ‘first’ sexual experiences are virgins. Here’s why I say so:-)

A hymen is the fold of skin partly closing the entrance to the sex organs of a virgin.
Thin Hymen: Most girls have a thin hymen with a hole of about 2 cm diameter. A man’s hard penis is 3 or 4 cm diameter, and so the hymen will stretch or break during first-sex. This may cause a little bleeding and pain.

No Hymen: Some girls are born without a hymen. So they have no bleeding during first sex.

Broken Hymen: Sometimes, a girl’s hymen breaks before marriage, and so she has no bleeding on her wedding night. There are two ways that a girl’s hymen can break:
a) Having sex
b) During sports such as horse riding or through the usage of menstrual tampons.


So, really, there is no need to raise a fuss (i.e. , of course, if you don’t have the facts!) if your newly wedded wife does not bleed on your first wedding night. She may have broken her hymen during sports or may not have been born with one in place.

Condoms and More Condoms

Yesterday I listened to a very interesting advert on condoms. It got me thinking that this whole ‘campaign’ of wear-a-condom-during-sex-to-avoid-getting-Aids is a mere advertising gimmick. Well, this is my own opinion and I have a very good reason for thinking the way I do.

In the advert, a certain woman is asking for something from a certain man (let our woman be Jane and our man be John). Since John has things in his hands he asks Jane to take out what she is asking for from one of his pockets. She plunges one of her hands in his pocket and when it emerges, alas, there is a packet of condoms among the things removed from the pocket. Jane becomes very interested and asks when they can go to John’s home so that they can try out the condoms. John, happy that he’s found a sure lay, says that they’ll go after work.



If condoms are designed in such a way that when you see them you think of sex, then God knows where we are headed.
• Is this justifiable especially in this era of Aids?
• Are we being fair to the school-going teenagers and youth whose emotions are flying high ( and who feel and are convicted that they can not engage in sexual activity because Aids is lurking somewhere out there)?
• How many lives will be ‘lost’ in this way (either through death or moral decadence)?
• Some years ago we were preaching “use a condom to prevent Aids infection”. Are we going to change our tune and song and start preaching “If you have lost sexual interest, use a condom and you’ll regain it”?

These are the questions that should be in the heads of these condom manufacturers as they sit in their board meetings. Otherwise, they’ll be offering quack cures for old ills and this is not what we need.

Tribalism: Kenya’s Undoing in the 21st Century

Tribalism in Kenya started in the Kenyatta era. The same was made a household name in the Moi era. I could not eat with you because you were Kikuyu; I could not marry you because you were Luo; The best jobs went out to the Kalenjin and the Nandi. And the list of shame is endless…

I wrote on the same here sometime last year. Read the post Tribalism: Kenya’s Oldest ‘Living Skeleton’ in the Closet to see what I wrote.

Recently someone sent me his own analysis of how far the tribalism bug has dug in the some sections of the government. Here’s it is in its entirety…

It appears that the media are following Kikuyus everywere. Even if a Kikuyu gets appointed to the position of Director of Public Toilets, they will criticise it as further evidence of tribalism. It is as if Kikuyus are not Kenyans.

Kibaki's government is different from Kenyatta's as those who were there will attest. It is also radically different from Moi's. I was surprised to find that some of the leading institutions are not being run by Kikuyus, given all the reports about Kikuyu domination: NSSF, Kenya Airways, Defence, Police, Kenya Ports Authority, University of Nairobi, Kenya Polytechnic, Public Prosecutions, Kenya Wildlife Serivice, KARI, TSC, etc.

The appointment of Prof. Ndung'u has been used to show that non-Kikuyus have been sidelined and have not been appointed to any important position in the government and its institutions. Nothing could be further from the truth as the list below shows clearly.

Note: The so called GEMA people are not included and not all the parastals, directorates and departments are represented here. Also not included are lots and lots of Chairmen appointed by the President.

Judge for yourselves

Managing Directors/Chief Executives of Government firms

Hosea Sitienei, MD, Kenya Seed Corporation
Ongonga Achieng, MD, Kenya Tourist Board
Terry Davidson, MD, Kenya Commercial Bank
Titus Naikuni, MD, Kenya Airways
Kioko Mangeli, MD, Kenya Bureau of Standards
Evans Kidero, MD, Mumias Sugar Co
Mr. Steven G. Smith,MD, Eveready Limited
Mr. V.D. Saboo, Executive Director, Panafrican Paper Mills, Webuye
Mr. Joseph Lithimbi, General Manager of Associated Vehicle Assemblers, Mombasa
Mr. Wasiu Bayo Ligali, Chief Executive Officer , Unilever Kenya
O.P. Narang, MD, Agro-chemical Food Company
Davy Koech, Director/CEO, Kenya Medical Research Institute
Victor Kidiwa, MD, Development Bank of Kenya
Mr Matanda Wabuyele, CEO, Kenya Export Promotion Council
Susan Kikwai, Managing Director, Kenya Investment Authority
Philp Kisia, MD, Kenyatta International Conference Centre
I.B Mogaka, Executive Secretary, ICDC
Albert. O. Gumo, CEO, Export Processing Zones Authority
George Okungu, MD, Kenya Pipeline Company
Obondo Kajumbi, MD, Kenya Tourism Development Corporation
Rachel Lumbasyo, Managing Trustee, NSSF
Julius Nyabundi, MD, Chemilil Sugar Company
William Kirwa, MD, Agricultural Development Corporation
Wilson Songa, MD, Horticultural Crops Development Authority
Ambrose Otieno, MD, South Nyanza Sugar Company
Nicholas Keya, MD, Kenya Sugar Research Foundation
Josphat Okoyo, MD, Nzoia Sugar Company
Tirop Kosgey, MD, National Cereals and Produce Board
Abdalla Mwaruwa, MD, Kenya Ports Authority
Martin O. Owiti, MD, Pyrethrum Board of Kenya
Francis Oyugi Okuku, MD, Kenya Wine Agencies
Emanuel Charo Birya, MD, East African Portland Cement Factory
James Abok Odera, MD, National Housing Corporation
Juma Lugogo, MD, Coast Development Authority
Bartholomew W. K. Wanyama, MD, Lake Basin Development Authority
John Omutia Murunga, MD, Kerio Valley Development Authority
Francis M. Nkako, MD, Uaso Nyiro South Development Authority
Abdulrazaq A. Ali, MD, Uaso Nyiro North Development Authority

Vice-Chancellors of Public Universities

Prof. G.A.O. Magoha, Vice-Chancellor, University of Nairobi
Prof. James Kiprop Tuikoek, Vice-Chancellor, Egerton University
PROF. RICHARD K. MIBEY, VICE CHACELLOR, MOI UNIVERSITY
Frederick N. Onyango, Vice-Chancellor, Maseno University
Prof. B.C.C. Wangila, Vice-Chancellor, Masinde Muliro University

Principals of Public Middle-Level Colleges and National Polytechnics

Dr Timothy Kingondu, Director, Kenya Medical Training College (KMTC)
Mr.Charles Imbali, Principal, Kenya Technical Teachers College
Mr G M Muthwale, Principal, Kenya Polytechnic
Mr. C.K. Lagat, Principal, Eldoret Polytechnic
Mr Francis Imbo Awuor, Principal, Kisumu Polytechnic,
Mr.Matu Nguli, Principal, Kenya Institute of Mass Communication
Mr C T Owour, Principal, Mombasa Polytechnic
Philemon Mwisaka, Principal, Kenya Utalii College

Permanent Secretaries

Permanent Secretary, Ministry of State for Public Service: MR. TITUS M. NDAMBUKI, H.S.C.
Permanent Secretary, Ministry of State for Special Programmes: MRS. RACHEL A. ARUNGAH
Permanent Secretary, Immigration and Registration of Persons: MR. EMMANUEL M. KISOMBE
Permanent Secretary, Public Service Reform and Development Secretariat: MS. JOYCE NYAMWEYA
Private Secretary/Comptroller of State Houses: MR. HYSLOP IPU
Principal Administrative Secretary, Cabinet Office: MR. FRANCIS K. MUSYIMI
Public Communications Secretary/Government Spokesman: DR. ALFRED N. MUTUA
Inspector General, Inspectorate of State Corporations: MR. PETER B. ONDIEKI
Permanent Secretary, Office of the President, AMB. NANCY C. KIRUI
Permanent Secretary, Office of the Vice-President: MRS. ALICE KEMUNTO MAYAKA
Permanent Secretary, Ministry of Local Government: MR. SOLOMON S. BOIT
Investment Secretary, Ministry of Finance: MRS. ESTHER KOIMET
Permanent Secretary, Ministry of Health: (DR.) HEZRON O. NYANGITO
Permanent Secretary, Ministry of Roads and Public Works: AMB. MOHAMED MAALIM MAHAMUD
Education Secretary: (PROF.) GEORGE IMBANGA GODIA
Permanent Secretary, Science and Technology: (PROF). CRISPUS MAKAU KIAMBA
Permanent Secretary, Livestock Development: (DR). JACOB OLE MIARON
Permanent Secretary, Justice & Constitutional Affairs: MS. DOROTHY N. ANGOTE
Permanent Secretary, East African Community: AMB. (DR.) HUKKA WARIO
Permanent Secretary, Gender Sports, Culture and Social Services: RACHEL B. DZOMBO (MRS.)
Permanent Secretary, Information and Communications: (DR.) BITANGE NDEMO
Permanent Secretary, Ministry of Water: ENG. MAHBOUB M. MAALIM
Permanent Secretary for Regional Development: ENG. DAVID STOWER
Permanent Secretary for Trade and Industry: MR. DAVID S.O. NALO
Permanent Secretary for Tourism and Wildlife: MRS. REBECCA M. NABUTOLA
Permanent Secretary for Lands: MR. KOMBO MWERO,
Permanent Secretary for Housing: MR. TIROP KOSGEY
Permanent Secretary for Environment: (PROF.) JAMES OLE KIYIAPI
Permanent Secretary for Labour and Human Resources: MR. MARK K. BOR
Permanent Secretary, Cooperative Development and Marketing: MR. PATRICK S. KHAEMBA
Permanent Secretary: (DR.) EDWARD SAMBILI
Secretary, Public Service Commission of Kenya: MRS. BERNADETTE M. NZIOKI

Directors of Government Departments:

Director of National Youth Service: MR. JAPHETH K. MWANIA
Director of Medical Services: (DR.) JAMES W. NYIKAL
Chief of Protocol: AMB. BRUCE M. MADETE
Director of Kenya Wildlife Service: DR. JULIUS K. KIPNGETICH
Commissioner of Lands: MRS. JUDITH MARILYN OKUNGU
Director of Housing: (DR.) JULIUS M. MALOMBE
Director of Public Prosecutions: MR. KERIAKO TOBIKO
Director of E-Government: DR. SYLVANUS JUMA OKECH
David Isoe, Director, Non Governmental Organisations (NGO) Coordinating Board
Johnson Kazungu, Director, Kenya Marine Fisheries Research Institute
P.K. Konuche, Director, Kenya Forestry Research Institute
Idle Omar Farah, Director, National Museum of Kenya
Avington Muusya Mwinzi, Director, Kenya National Environment Management Authority
Dr. Ephraim A. Mukisira, Director, Kenya Agricultural Research Institute
C.J. Kedera, Director, Kenya Plant Health Inspectorate Service
G.K. Kingoria, Director, National Council of Science and Technology
Philemon Arodi Abong’o, Director, Kenya Sports Stadia Management Board

Defence

Chief of General Staff: GENERAL JEREMIAH MUTINDA KIANGA
Commander, Kenya Air Force: MAJOR GENERAL HAROLD MWAKIO TANGAI,
Commander, Kenya Navy: MAJOR GENERAL SAMSON JEFWA. MWATHETHE

Police

Commissioner of Police: MAJOR GENERAL MOHAMED HUSSEIN ALI
Commandant, Anti-Stock Theft Unit: MR. NICHOLAS NYAKWAMA OMBATI
Commandant, Traffic Police: Mr. Daudi J. Kyalo
Commandant, Kenya Police College: MR. BERNARD K. KEMEY
Commandant, Kenya Railways Police: Mr. Francis Changwany
Commandant, Central Province: MR. PETER M.LEIYAN
Commandant, Rift Valley Police: EVERRET WASIGE
Commandant, Nyanza Police: GRACE SYOMBUA KAINDI
Commandant, Western Province Police: Mr. ABDUL MAKA MZEE
Commandant, Eastern Province Police: JONATHAN KIPKURUI KOSKEI
Commissioner of Prisons: MR. GILBERT MIDHUNE OMONDI

Speaker of the National Assembly

Speaker: THE HON. K.F.X. OLE KAPARO, E.G.H.

Head of Government Specialized Agency

Samuel Kivuitu, Executive Chairman, National Electoral Commission
Priscilla Komora, Controller and Auditor-General, Kenya National Audit Office
JIbrahim Hussein, Executive Chairman, Teachers Service Commission
Prof. Everett Standa, Secretary, Commission for Higher Education

Judiciary

Judges Court of Appeal

Judges of Court of Appeal
Hon. Mr. Justice E. Kubasu
Hon. Mr. Justice R.S.C. Omolo
Hon. Mr. Justice S.E.O. Bosire
Hon. Mr. Justice P.K. Tunoi
Hon. Mr. Justice Philip Waki
Hon. Mr. Justice J.W. Onyango Otieno
Hon. Mr. Justice William Deverell

Judges of the High Court (Puisne Judges

Hon. Mr. Justice John. M. Khamoni
Hon. Lady Justice J. Aluoch
Hon. Mr. Justice John. A. Osiemo
Hon. Mr. Justice John. W. Mwera
Hon. Lady Justice M. A. Ang’awa
Hon. Lady Justice J. W. Lesiit
Hon. Mr. Justice Muga Apondi
Hon. Lady Justice H. M. Okwengu
Hon. Lady Justice R. P. V. Wendo
Hon. Justice Kaburu Banui
Hon. Mr. Justice B.K. arap Tanui
Hon. Mr. Justice William Ouko
Hon. Lady Justice K.H. Rawal
Hon. Mr. Justice A. R. M. Visram
Hon. Mr. Justice D. A. Onyacha
Hon. Mr. Justice N. R. O Ombija
Hon. Mr. Justice J. K. Sergon
Hon. Lady Justice J. N. Khaminwa
Hon. Prof. Justice O. K. Mutungi
Hon. Mr. Justice B. K. Kubo
Hon. Mr. Justice M. K. Ibrahim
Hon. Prof. Justice J. B. Ojwang
Hon. Mr. Justice David K. Maraga
Hon. Mr. Justice George M. A. Dulu
Hon. Lady Justice Mary M. Kasango
Hon. Mr. Justice Daniel K. Musinga
Hon. Mr. Justice Isaac Lenaola
Hon. Mr. Justice J. A. Emukule
Hon. Mr. Justice F. Azangalala
Hon. Mr. Justice F. A. Ochieng
Hon. Mr. Justice S. A. Makhandia
Hon. Mr. Justice M. A. Warsame
Hon. Lady Justice Ruth Sitati

Central Bank of Kenya

Deputy Governor: Mrs. Jacinta Wanjala Mwatela, Appointed May 12, 2005
Mr. Jones Makau Nzomo, Director of Finance and Resource Planning Department
Mr. Aggrey Jonathan K. Bett, Director, Banking Department
Mr. Nicholas Bartuiyot Tirop Arap Korir, Director, Economics Department
Mr. Jackson M. Kitili, Director,Monetary Operations & Debt Management Department
Mr. Edwin Luke Ogola, Director,Currency Operations & Branch Administration Department
Mr. Cheloti Kakai, Director, Director, Deposit Protection Fund Board
Mr. Charles Onami Maranga, Director of Administration & Human Resources

Chairmen

Hassan Ole Kamwaro, Chairman of the Transport Licensing Board

Chancellors of Universities

Prof. Bethwel Ogot, Moi University
Prof. Ali Mazrui, JKUCAT
Dr. Wamalwa, Maseno University
Dr. Philip Mule, Kenyatta University
Eng. Hon. Samuel K. Arap Ng’eny, Masinde Muliro University
Dr. Mohammed Isahakia, Vice-Chairman, Masinde Muliro University

KENYA AMBASSADORS

1. ADDIS ABABA -H.E. MR. FRANKLIN ESIPILA
2. CAIRO -H.E. DANIEL OCHIENG MACDWALLO
3. DAR-ES-SALAAM- H.E. MR. BOAZ K. MBAYA
4. GABORONE- H.E. MR. CHARLES ALBERT MBAKA
5. HARARE-H.E. JOHN ABDUBA
6. KAMPALA-H.E. MR. JAPHETH RATEMO GETUGI
7. KHARTOUM-H.E. COL. (RTD.) ELIJAH MALEKYA MATIBO
8. KIGALI-H.E. MR. ALEX A. KETTER
9. KINSHASA-H.E. MR. KARUCHU SYLVESTER M. GAKUMU
10. ABUJA- H.E. MR. DANIEL MEPUKORI KOIKAI
11. LUSAKA- H.E. MR. LAZARUS O. AMAYO
12. UNEP- H.E. MR. WELLINGTON P. GODO
13. HABITAT-H.E. MR. SOLOMON KARANJA
14. SOMALIA -H.E. MR. MOHAMED ABDI AFFEY
15. PRETORIA-H.E. MRS. TABITHA JEPTOO SEII
16. WINDHOEK-H.E. MS. ROSE BOIT
17. BEIJING-H.E. MRS. RUTH SERETI SOLITEI
18. CANBERRA-H.E. MR. JOHN LEPI LANYASUNYA
19. ISLAMABAD-H.E. MRS. MISHI MASIKA MWATSAHU
20. KUALA LUMPUR-H.E. MR. DAVID GACHOKI NJOKA
21. NEW DELHI-H.E. MR. FRANCIS BAYA
22. TOKYO-H.E. MR. DENNIS AWORI
23. BRUSSELS -H.E. MR. MARX GAD NJUGUNA KAHENDE
24. BERLIN-H.E. MR. HARRY MUTUMA KATHURIMA
25. GENEVA- H.E. PROF. MARIA NZOMO
26. HAGUE-H.E. MS. KALIMI MUGAMBI MWORIA
27. LONDON-H.E. MR. JOSEPH K. MUCHEMI
28. MOSCOW-H.E. DR. SOSPETER MAGITA MACHAGE
29. PARIS-H.E. MS. RAYCHELLE AWUOR OMAMO
30. ROME-H.E. MRS. ANNE BELINDA NYIKULI
31. STOCKHOLM-H.E. MRS. PURITY WAKIURU MUHINDI
32. VIENNA-H.E. MR. JULIUS KIPLAGAT KANDIE
33. NEW YORK- H.E. ZACHARY D. MUBURI -MUITA
34. OTTAWA- H.E. PROF. JUDITH M. BAHEMUKA
35. WASHINGTON- H.E. PETER NICHOLAS RATENG’ OGEGO
36. ABU DHABI- H.E. BISHAR ABDIRAHMAN HUSSEIN
37. RIYADH -H.E. MR. ABUBAKAR ABDI OGLE
38. TEHRAN- H.E. MR. ALI ABBAS
39. TEL AVIV- H.E. MS. FELISTAS VUNORO KHAYUMBI
40. KENYA CONSULATE , LOS ANGELES- MS. MARY NYAMBURA KAMAU
41. LIBYA -H.E. MR. EPHRAIM WAWERU NGARE
42. BRAZIL- H.E. MR. PIUS NAMACHANJA
43. THAILAND -H.E. DR. RICHARD TITUS EKAI
44. JUBA- P. K. ANGORE

Ministers

VICE-PRESIDENT AND MINISTER FOR HOME AFFAIRS: THE HON. DR. ARTHUR MOODY AWORI,
Minister of State, Ministry of State for National Heritage: THE HON. SULEIMAN R. SHAKOMBO,
Minister of State, Ministry of State for Youth Affairs: THE HON. DR. MOHAMMED A. KUTI,
Minister for Local Government: THE HON. MUSIKARI N. KOMBO
Minister for Health: THE HON. CHARITY KALUKI NGILU,
Minister for Roads and Public Works: THE HON. SIMEON NYACHAE
Minister for Science and Technology: THE HON. (DR). NOAH M. WEKESA
Minister of State for Public Service: THE HON. MOSES AKARANGA, E.G.H
Minister of State for Immigration and Registration of Persons: THE HON. GIDEON S. KONCHELAH
Minister for Agriculture: THE HON. KIPRUTO RONO ARAP KIRWA
Minister for Livestock Development: THE HON. JOSEPH KONZOLLO MUNYAO
Minister, Foreign Affairs: THE HON. RAPHAEL TUJU
Minister, East African Community: THE HON. JOHN KIPSANG ARAP KOECH
Minister for Transport: THE HON. (AMB. ) CHIRAU ALI MWAKWERE
Minister for Water Development: THE HON. JOHN MUTUA KATUKU
Minister for Regional Development Authorities: THE HON. MOHAMED ABDI MOHAMUD
Minister for Trade and Industry: THE HON. (DR.) MUKHISA KITUYI
Minister for Tourism and Wildlife: THE HON. MORRIS M. DZORO
Minister for Lands (ag): THE HON. (PROF.) KIVUTHA KIBWANA
Minister for Housing: THE HON. PETER SOITA SHITANDA
Minister for Environment: THE HON. (PROF.) KIVUTHA KIBWANA
Minister for Labour and Human Resources: THE HON. (DR.) NEWTON KULUNDU
Minister for Planning and National Development: THE HON. HENRY O. OBWOCHA
Attorney-General: THE HON. S. AMOS WAKO,

Assistant Ministers

Assistant Minister for Provincial Administration: THE HON. JOSEPH KAHINDI KINGI, M.P.
Assistant Minister for Public Service: THE HON. BONIFACE MGANGA, M.P.
Assistant Minister, Ministry of State for Defence: THE HON. STEPHEN K. TARUS, M.P.
Assistant Minister, Immigration and Registration of Persons: THE HON. ANANIAH MWABOZA
Assistant Minister, Ministry of State for Special Programmes: THE HON. WARIO ALI, M.P.
Assistant Minister, Ministry of Home Affairs: THE HON. SAMUEL MOROTO,
Assistant Minister, Ministry of Home Affairs: THE HON. HUSSEIN MAALIM MOHAMMED,
Assistant Minister, Ministry of State for Youth Affairs: THE HON. KATOO J. OLE METITO,
Assistant Minister for Urban Authorities: THE HON. ISAACK A. SHAABAN
Assistant Minister for Medical Services: THE HON. (DR.) WILFRED G. MACHAGE
Assistant Minister for Public Health: THE HON. (DR.) ENOCK W. KIBUNGUCHY
Assistant Minister for Public Works: THE HON. HUSSEIN T. SASURA,
Assistant Minister, Science and Technology: THE HON. UKUR KANACHO YATANI
Assistant Minister for Research and Extension Services: THE HON. PETER KAINDI
Assistant Minister for Livestock Development: THE HON. STEPHEN OLE NTUTU, M.P.
Assistant Minister for Fisheries Development: THE HON. MOHAMED ABU CHIABA
Assistant Minister, Justice and Constitutional Affairs: THE HON. DANSON B. MUNGATANA,
Assistant Minister for International Affairs: THE HON. MOSES WETANGULA,
Assistant Minister, East African Community: THE HON. ((DR.) BONI KHALWALE
Assistant Minister for Gender and Social Services: THE HON. MRS. ALICEN J.R. CHELAITE
Assistant Minister for Sports: THE HON. JOEL O. ONYANCHAH
Assistant Minister for Communications: THE HON. DAVID WERE
Assistant Minister for Water Services: THE HON. MAJOR (Rtd.) ADEN A. SUGOW
Assistant Minister for Water Resources Management: THE HON. RAPHAEL WANJALA
Assistant Minister for Trade: THE HON. ABDIRAHMAN ALI HASSAN
Assistant Minister for Wildlife: THE HON. RICHARD KALEMBE NDILE
Assistant Minister for Lands: THE HON. ASMAN A. KAMAMA
Assistant Minister for Labour Relations: THE HON. SAMMY P. LESHORE,
Assistant Minister for Manpower Management: THE HON. ADELINA N. MWAU
Assistant Minister for Planning: THE HON. DAVID EKWEE ETHURO
Assistant Minister for National Development: THE HON. JOHN B. SERUT

This is what Odero and other ODM-Kenya diehards would not have us see. The name of the game is trying to win votes using fear and disinformation, apparently the focus of the campaign being illiterate Kenyans. Kenyans are in dire need of a party that has a roadmap for building Kenya and uplifting its citizens. Unfortunately both Narc and ODM lack in these aspects.
The future does indeed seem bleak.

Rising Spate of Crime in Kenya: the Hard Questions

Recent days have seen the rising of an unprecedented wave of crime in Kenya. This has caused foreign nationals to be put on high alert by their respective countries when visiting Kenya.

These gun-toting criminals have been harassing (and often killing!) Kenyans and foreigners alike. God knows what these goings-on have dealt on the country's economy (tourism and the like) and image.

This state of affairs has come up at a time that the country has some serious political and socio-economic decisions to make. In addition, this being an election year, things will not go down so well for some individuals in the present government come election time. The electorate wants answers and solutions to their problems, including solutions to the rising crime rate in the country.

With the East Africa Federation becoming a reality by the day, the other East African countries are jittery about having such a closer union with Kenya given its present lack of security.

Tanzania, for one, is worst hit. There has been an influx of criminals from Kenya into this proverbial peaceful country of Mwalimu Julius Kambarage Nyerere. Arusha and Moshi, towns in northern Tanzania, are known to harbour criminals of Kenyan descent, according to police sources. These hard core criminals have taken part in a number of bank heists, robberies and violence.

A number of people I have talked to tend to believe that some of these perpetrators of crime are ex-service men. This opinion has been occasioned by the view that most of these violent criminals are very good at handling guns of high calibre. They are also in possession of weapons that are found nowhere else but the army and police force arsenals. Whether these criminals work in tandem with some unscrupulous force men is still to be brought out in black and white.

Reminisce: Kubaff Matatu Operators and the Dubious Christmas Season

Some things beat the sense of reason and logic. The past three weeks have seen the recrudescence of some of these things and events in Kenya.

Matatu operators have had a field day and have fleeced 'innocent' Kenyans of their hard-earned cash. Maybe these individuals think that Kenyans 'reap' money from trees and that we are very happy, even elated, to part with this 'scarce' commodity to satiate their latent whims.

Matatu fares these past weeks have been too astronomical as to be logical. In fact, they seem to have jumped off a Hollywood film script.

When I asked one of these Matatu operators the reason for this daylight robbery, he threw me a threatening look and blurted, rather annoyingly: "Ni sikukuuu, wewe huelewi!" (This roughly translates to mean: It is celebration time and you surely ought to know how things work with us guys round about this time of the year! )

However, unlike what most Matatu operators 'believe', Sikukuu is not for Matatu operators only, it is for all Kenyans to celebrate and be happy (with no one taking advantage of anyone). Christmas is a time of giving and showing love and Jesus, whose birth we celebrate during Christmas, does not stand for fleecing but for liberation. Someone please drum this into the heads of these Matatu guys.

Few of us guys have come out of this quagmire unscathed. What with the 'unthinkable' sugar prices, rising fares and 'servicing' of Christmas and New Year celebration costs. We are smarting from these goings-on and the injuries are far-reaching.

Kenyans are crying out to their government angling for respite.
i) Can a Fare Regulatory Body be established to make sure that passengers are not charged unfair fares?
ii) Can something be done about the price of sugar? Tea is becoming more expensive by the day!