Sikamoo...and of a fleeting thought or two...

I’m totally thrilled to have a diary of my own (finally). Now I have a place to record my own thoughts, which I’ve just realized it’s something I need to do and so far it feels good; sort of like the feeling I get when I take that first cup of coffee in the morning…..

Warning: Vomit zone; proceed with caution: Today, I break the rule of not discussing or even thinking about the sick joke that is Kenyan Politics ‘coz it’s reached a point I just have to vent…no, scratch that...I just have to vomit by the bucketfuls . I mean seriously, from which man-hole did these guys crawl out of?

We’ve got a PM who is making noise at the fact that he doesn’t want to get the same salary as that of the VP, and at a time when there are Kenyans who have nothing to eat…

We’ve got a VP who scolds the media for focusing on the negative aspects of the government and I’m like “Hey, dude, what exactly have you guys been doing that is so positive? What are we missing?” What has the government done to cushion Kenyans from the recession? What has the Government done ensure its citizens stop dying of hunger? What has the government done to empower small scale farmers & businesses which form the backbone of our economy? What is the government doing to ensure children get quality and affordable education?

We ‘beautify’ our big city in the name of vision 2030 (I break out in hives every time I hear this phrase) yet Nairobians, let alone Kenyans still have no access to something as basic as clean water…

And all of the above is just for breakfast. They’re still dishing out something off-putting and unpalatable for brunch, lunch, high tea, and dinner.

A most disturbing fact: We Kenyans, voted them in. They used the same old song and dance to woo us voters, and we fell for it all over again…well, maybe not all of us Kenyans, but just enough to let them in; which leaves me eternally puzzling over the mindset of Kenyans…

Sunny thoughts: Last night I watched how I met your mother; the episode where Lilly temporarily moves into Bernie’s apartment and it had me busting a gut thanks to Bernie. I just love Bernie to bits (don’t we all?). No matter how bad my day has been, watching him pull off his hilarious out-of –this- world antics and sublime quips, always raises my spirits…Methinks I’ll put him on the same pedestal Capt. Jack Sparrow is eternally on…I can hardly wait for next Wednesday to come round…


Mob wendos,


Nyambura