Kenyans, Let Us Remember

What do we imagine a functioning Kenya looks like?

If you were to ask many Kenyans what they would want Kenya to be like, it would likely be things you would assume the government would have done by now – affordable and available food, health, education, transport.

However, politicians would like us to believe that the issue here is one tribe vs another. That division that was instituted by colonialists and politicians continue to use to their advantage.

In the US, Trump incited his followers to storm the capital and then after the fact, those are the people who are being sentenced. None of the politicians.

In 2007 and in the aftermath of the post election violence, the people who suffered were those who lost their people, their children. People died. Sometimes it seems like we forget that. And the people who killed, who live with the truth that they carried out these atrocities, fueled by politicians whose lives were not changed by the way.

And so when I watched the video of that politician talking about madoadoa, I was flabbergasted, not only by the audacity of his words but also by the cheers after these words were said.

Kenyans, Did we learn nothing? Do we not remember?

And as long as government continues to make the poor poorer and them reliant on handouts, there will always be someone cheering on tribalistic spews by politicians with ill intent. It serves the interests of the politicians for us to be divided. It serves the interest of politicians for Kenyans to believe that somehow their tribe is left out. Despite the fact that the only interest politicians serve is their own.

The truth is that, it is a cycle at this point – for four years, Kenyans suffer under these politicians and then one year, when the elections come around, the politicians lie and incite. We continue to suffer and to lie to ourselves that these recycled politicians will do better is to be foolish. And do you know who will help you when things become difficult? Not the politicians but rather that neighbour you were led to believe is your enemy.

In our day to day lives our differing tribes does not come into play. Yes, the government underdevelops certain regions in this country but I wish we all knew that this is by design. It is all part of the theater known as politics.

Please know that it means nothing to a politicians to play games with people’s lives. They do it all the time. They don’t care if we die as long as they attain/retain power and the money that comes with it.

A regular reminder that the division that exists in this country is the rich, politicos and their kin vs everyone else.

Keep that in mind when you are incited by politicians to harm your neighbour.

And you know what, all these tactics that rely on tribal hatred has been peddled since independence. And it hasn’t worked to make Kenya better. Maybe it’s time to try something new, like unity among the people to let these people (politicians) know that we refuse to be divided by them.

I Continue To Share Musings

Black women and by extension women of colour producing videos essays on YouTube is MY JAM!!!

The Mitchells Vs The Machines is so good. Get into it.

Too much music, too little time.

I think sometimes how people react online (on social media) to how others live their lives is the same way our parents generation did it and continues to do. That thing where you think your opinion should matter so you opine about it. It is very cringe.

I think it is performative to get riled up when an R&B artist says sexist lyrics and one also actively listen to rap with the mentality of “Rap is inherently sexist”

The way in which Neil Patrick Harris played a straight man as he did on HIMYM is further proof that many things are a performance.

I wonder how many people in this country are bisexual and will never admit it to themselves (this thought is borne of TikTok videos on the subject).

A lot of the manifesting vibes things is quite literally self centered individualism and I am not with it at all.

Musings for the New Year

There is a way, even when I know the Gregorian calendar is ridiculous and that time is a construct, that the new year has a way of infiltrating my soul. While it is just a continuation of days, there is a newness that one feels and part of it is the hoopla of it all.

As usual I will continue to curate my faves playlist on YouTube. You can find my profile here where I have a couple of public playlists.

And as always a reading challenge is par the course. Hoping for 90 books.

I find it weird when people post the videos of people opening gifts. Mostly because I feel like they missing out on the intimacy of watching someone open a gift bought with love. I get the performance of social media but I still find it weird.

I must say that I am so glad that I derailed from the weight loss industrial complex train. I can’t fathom getting caught up in all the madness at the start of the year.

The next train that I need to derail from is that one for continuous self improvement and seeing myself as a work in progress at all times.