R.I.P WHISPERS....You are irreplaceable.... “I don’t know whether to trust the thief who wants a share of my neck or the policeman who has enough bullets to shoot stray ones, but which all the same hit where it matters. In a Jua KaIi republic, you duck in the next alley when you see a thief being chased by a policeman who looks like he has enough stray bullets to use.” Anything can happen in this Jua Kali republic called Kenya. It is a Jua Kali republic and that is why a Kenyan who probably grew up on omena fish heads can walk to a safe that belongs to someone else on a Sunday afternoon. The same Kenyan then persuades a whole Sh54 million in Clinton currency out of that safe and pockets it as if it is petty cash from a kiosk. The same Kenyan from this Jua Kali republic then walks out as if he is taking a Sunday afternoon stroll, most probably humming something like Pesa Position. He then vanishes into thin air; the man simply becomes vapour! That only happens in a Jua Kali republic like ours because everything is Jua Kali. Actually everyone becomes Jua Kali in this month of January which many Kenyans wish was banned from the calendar. It is the month when car owners with Jua Kali wallets drive for only one week. They starve because the makers of cars decided that the alimentary canals of mobiles must be fed on petrol and not water. Petrol, of course, does not come from River Chania and not everyone can persuade money to walk out of a safe even if his children are feeding on hyacinth. WAHOME MUTAHI
Posted on: Fri, 04 Apr 2014 15:20:58 +0000
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