Why is the government treating the annexation of its territory as a mere rattling of the sabres? Is it not sacrilegious for anyone to contemplate annexing Kenyan land? Uganda has literally invaded and seized the Kenyan Island of Migingo in Lake Victoria; it is an explosive issue that might light other fires under our feet if it is not addressed decisively.
Malaria is the leading cause of morbidity and mortality in Kenya; the most vulnerable groups are pregnant women and children under 5. Up to 25 million Kenyans (70% of the population) are at risk of malaria infection.
Despite growing evidence that it's not just animals but people at risk from Furadan too, the Kenya government has not responded to our reports. Furadan is currently being used to poison birds and fish for human consumption. Working at rice schemes in Bunyala, Martin Odino has documented a cruel and dangerous form of hunting for wetland birds that are sold in the local markets. Likewise, Dino Martins has documented the use of Furadan in Lake Victoria for fishing -- also for the market. Nobody knows how many people are poisoned by this and other pesticide chemicals each year -- we simply don't keep records.
The other event worth noting came in the person of Mama Sarah Obama, Kenya's poster-woman of delayed but evergreen grandeur.
He cleaned the mess on the living room floor and, taking a bucket of water into the outdoor shed they used as a bathroom, took his first bath in a good number of weeks. There were still no signs of Adeke when he came from the bathroom. Too embarrassed to go into his sister's house to ask after his wife, he pulled a chair and sat at the door, looking pitifully towards the gate.
Kenyans have done little important imaginative work since Independence. Kenyans who aren't poor hate those who are. That these two facts are interestingly connected is not obvious. It should be.
Etyang' suddenly swung at Adeke. A triumphant whistle went up. The people that were walking away came back running. Real action was rare and when the opportunity presented itself to see pain inflicted and possibly some blood drawn, the people of Wendo Township were sure to be there to witness.
The Mkokoteni Pusher rushed forward. Several people pulled him back and strongly advised him against interfering in domestic quarrels. Etyang' raised his hand to hit her again. He was a small man but his fist threw Adeke right down. He rushed forward and grabbed her off the ground.Part I of Nyaboke Ogugu Nduati's moving short story.
I was not there. Nevertheless, apparently, I wanted all the judges sent home for new ones to be appointed, much like the ECK commissioners and now IIEC, etc. It did not matter to anyone that I protested the manner in which the whole rigmarole was conducted. I was a member and so its resolutions bound me, nipende nisipende.
If I feel as a Minister I am not helping Kenyans, then it is not a must I remain one.
When I was in High School, and used to work on my Dad's leased wheat and barley farms in Maasailand, there was this guy called Kosgei.
