Kenya needs a revolution

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Kenya faces an uncertain future, as all indicators point towards certain disaster in the short term. The economy is nothing to talk about. The people are divided on ethnic lines. There are no jobs and the youth can only drink themselves to death. Or fuck themselves to death, thanks to HIV/Aids. The gerontocracy has refused to pave way for fresh blood, new ideas. As the country bleeds, as the people butcher each other, as fathers and mothers rape their own blood, the ruling elite bicker over who is higher than the other.

As Kenyans die of hunger in their stinking hovels, the ruling classes plot on how their own children will take over the reigns of state after them. Tribal warlords cause ethnic groups to rise against each other, then take a break from warlordism to betroth their children. “The power must stay amongst ourselves,” they say, “these ignorant masses must never reach where we live: in the Lavingtons, the Karens and Muthaigas. They and their children only deserve to live in Mathare and Obunga and Mishomoroni. If any of their children want to rise up, they must pay us for that priviledge. As for their girls, well, we can always come to an accomodation. Haha hahaha hahaaaa…….”

If you think Kenya does not need a revolution, then know this today: your son has no hope of becoming anybody unless you have a connected relative. Your son will die of poverty unless you bribe some big-shot to give him a job. Your daughter will die in penury unless she sleeps with some rich old man who made his wealth from colonialism. Thats why this country needs a revolution. That is why Kenyans must rise up and get rid of the whole lot of them.

Young men are being abducted from their homes and made to disappear. You might think this is Latin America in the 1970s, but its not. This is the Kenya of today. Hundreds of bodies have been found in bushes all over the country, beaten, brutalized, raped. Silent testimony to the madness engulfing the country. Some of them could be thieves, but how can we know without due process? Who decides who is a thief and who is not? Who decides over matters of life and death?

Did you ask whether I am PNU, or ODM, or ODM-K? You must be wondering whether I am Luo, Kikuyu, Kalenjin, Arab, Asian, etc. I knew you would ask that, infact, I would be very surprised if you didn’t ask such a question. That is what you have been trained to believe. You have been made to look at yourself as either for or against your tribe. You have been made to think that if you have a minister from your tribe, then you should – you must – be happy. Very convenient, very black and white. Do you remember what Bush said in 2001: “You are either for us or against us.” Since then we have seen what that statement means, haven’t we?

Dear Kenyans, all that hype of “adui,” “Kihii,” “Mapambano,” “uncircumcised,” “madoadoa,” “majimbo,” “Lesotho.” Do you realize this is a game to blind you to the reality? We have been deliberately divided by the ruling classes so as to remain weak and subservient. These people know that as long as we Kenyans remain divided, they will continue ruling for eternity. After they are dead, their children will take over from them and continue dominating us. Yes!

Raila, Kibaki, Kalonzo, Mudavadi, Nyagah, Karume, Kosgey, Moi, Balala, Ngala, Saitoti, Ngilu, the whole lot of them. They have more in common amongst themselves than they have with you and me. They spend the weekend insulting each other in rallies then meet on Sunday night to boast on who had the biggest crowds.

“My crowds were bigger than yours!” one says over a bottle of Tusker.

“No, but my boys showed you dust!” another one roars.

“Yenyewe, I got a bit scared, my bodyguard had to unleash a gun,” the first one agrees.

These crowd of Kenyan aristocracy does business with each other. Think of Kenyan politics as a game of chess between very rich but very idle people. These people are so intertwined that they sleep with each others’ wives. Rumor has it that some among this evil class has no idea who their real children are.

Kenya is philosophically and intellectually bankrupt thanks to the thieving, cruel and corrupt elite. People who have no shame, no inhibitions, no conscience. Kenya is a failed state, if not, its failing. National institutions are in ruins, national pride in tatters. We cannot even manage something as simple as a national examination. And when results of 50,000 teenagers are bungled up, what do we do about it. Hey! Give the chief examiner a new three year contract! Come on Kenyans! Even Zimbabwe can do better than this!

Our railway network is derelict, so run down that a South African team brought by the World Bank to manage it has all but given up. The Kenya Railways Corporation says it needs 50 years to revamp the railway network. In 1895, the British built the railway from Mombasa to Kisumu in seven years, using mostly manual labor.

Road transport is in a shambles. Highways are filled by deadly trucks hauling containers from the port, because the railway is too slow. Kenya’s oldest bus company was brought down in 2004 by a government directive that introduced road measures unprecedented anywhere else on earth. Today, commuter transport is a patchwork of private and quasi-government ramshackles that make traveling a nightmarish experience for both locals and tourists. If these don’t make for a failed state, I don’t know what does.

A country where the biggest debate is over whether its citizens have a right to live in their own country does not deserve to be called a country. A country where young people work as mercenaries in foreign armies is truly a basket case. Do you think an American citizen can come to Kenya and join the Kenya Army without facing prosecution back home? Let us get serious. A nation where the media applaud as companies are driven out of business is simply vision-less. A country where people are happy when other tribes are decimated is pathetic. Listen to this quote from Naivasha in January this year:

“Our people were being killed like dogs and the government did nothing about it. Now we have decided to kill the other tribe as a revenge. Those people deserved to be killed …”

Ladies and gentlement: we are standing at the crossroads of history. I know this is a cliché but sometimes cliches are the simplest way of communicating. The leadership in Kenya has reached the end of its usefulness. These people cannot take us anywhere. They have nothing new to offer and they really are planning to hand over the national wealth and power to their children. The rest of us are cannon fodder for power struggles. Unless we act now as a united people, we are doomed. We’ll continue looking for jobs in foreign armies while our daughters and sisters become call-girls in Dubai. It is that serious.

I can already see the moralists among you frowning. How can you advocate for revolution in Kenya? How dare you wish for the shedding of blood, for killings, for genocide?!

I am not advocating for bloodshed, neither do I advocate for killing. But do you realize that there’s already killings going on in the country? What is Mt Elgon, Mungiki, Kisumu, Eldoret and Naivasha? Do you know that in 2012, we are going to experience the same or worse killings? Even if it doesn’t happen in 2012, its going to happen in 2017. Or maybe it will happen between now and 2012. Either way, unless we act now, there will be terrible bloodshed in Kenya. And these people who claim to be leaders will be the cause of it.

Kenya today is in a similar situation to the Germany of the 1920s, or Russia during World War 1. The Kenya of today reminds me of Britain in the 1970s, or France in the 1780s. Everybody knows there is a problem, everybody knows something needs to be done. But everybody is afraid of doing what needs to be done. The old order is dead. The past and present leaders are bankrupt, only living for the day and not caring for tomorrow. Every street child in Nairobi knows that something drastic needs to happen in this country. Tough decisions need to be made by the people of Kenya.

Following the doldrums of the 1970s, the British people elected a woman prime minister. Margaret Thatcher presided over a radical transformation of Britain in the 20th Century. In 1980, Britain was a washed-out European power mourning the loss of its empire. Today, thanks to Thatcherism and then Blairism, Britain is a confident world power with an extremely vibrant economy. Inspite of that, both Thatcher and Blair are no longer on the scene, their places taken up by new people with better ways of doing things.

Kenyans should not be afraid of revolution. Theres nothing to fear except fear itself. We have nothing to lose except the now derelict, rotten order of corruption, death and immorality. Do you want to continue paying already rich people to get jobs with them? Do you want to continue sleeping your way into jobs? Do you want to find yourself abducted and tortured by police? There has to be a better way to run a country. God did not intend for this beautiful country to become like this. We can have a better life and have it we must! We must rise up and remove all these cruel, despotic characters who have made our lives miserable.

Forget about your tribes. We must unite together as Kenyans for we are all one people. We have lived together all these years and we must not be divided by the sons and daughters of the rich. Why should you kill your neighbor because a rich man wants to be President? Why should you hate another tribe? What has the other tribe done to you? See what these evil rulers have done to us. They have made us turn against our husbands, wives and children. After all this, they tell us to “forgive and forget.” What callousness! The newspapers of the rich tell us to return to normal. How normal can it be when whole towns are burnt to the ground, when people are out of jobs and when food is getting scarce. “Get back to normal!”

Kenyans: let us get together in the streets, in the valleys, in the hills and on the farms. Doctors, soldiers, police, teachers, farmers, matatu drivers, market women, students, boys, girls, men, women, Muslim, Christian. We can do it. We have the power. The evil men and women we call leaders are a minority. There are less than a thousand of them and there are 35 million of us. Its not impossible. Let us get rid of these tin-gods and take charge of our destiny. We need to regain our place in the civilized community of nations. We need to be with the rest of the world for that is where we belong.

Look at Myanmar, look at Zimbabwe. If we don’t act now, that is where we are heading. The writing is on the wall and the choices lie with us, within our hearts. Let us not lose this opportunity. Let us save our country.

Let us save our futures.


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