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I was in a mat this morning, listening to Kiss. They had Sir Edward Clay, the outgoing British High Commissioner, as a guest and wananchi are asked to call in with any messages or questions they have for Clay.

This guy calls in and says he doesn't want Clay to leave, he wants him to be the MP for Kapenguria! I was livid. What is it that makes Kenyans look outside for help instead of trying to solve our problems ourselfs? All you have to do is listen to News anytime something happens to the ordinary mwanchi whose boat sunk in the lake, whose roof caved in, whose house got submerged due to heavy rains and they all start the same 'tungetaka serikali itusaidie...' even though they should know from experience that the serikali has never helped any ordinary mwanchi!!

Clay is a zungs and he's not even a citizen which you at least need to be to qualify as MP!

Uuuuurrghh!!!

Comments

Nicholas Ochiel said…
I definitely share your disgust.

I find it really depressing that Kenyans tend to have that let-someone-else-save-me-from-myself syndrome. The more we take responsibility for the reality we have the more power we have over it.

Therein lies our ability to change our country for the better. If more Kenyans realized what you, Lesaan, have, we'll witness a meteoric rise in our lives and our place on the global map...
Cosmic Leap said…
So what are we angry about... the government, 60 year old Clay, wananchi , the radio for bringing such vibe to our ears or ourselves?

What can be done to alleviate our anguish and pave the path forward?

We have many programs- crossfire, many other forums where people curse about the atrocities commited to us...

People share views.
Temperatures rise.
Emotions tense the air
breathe fire
Others get beaten
Others beat...

Tomorrow is another day.
SSDD.

I admire what MM said - Do your work and do it diligently. That's how you make a difference.
Cosmic Leap said…
I know Lesaan, it is sad and I truly feel you.

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