On Canadian Barristers and Hubris, and the Sanctity of Freedom-fighters

It would be manifestly dishonest for anyone to describe Miguna Miguna as humble. The man seethes, bristles, and otherwise emanates the most virulent sparks of arrogance, and a penchant to ride roughshod over everyone who dissents from his way. Indeed, he considers tout le monde intellectually inferior to him, and when he deigns to communicate with ordinary mortals, the exasperation in his tone, the condescending patience, is of a man hobbled tragically with the company of imbeciles. The frost between PNU and ODM, and between President Mwai Kibaki and Prime Minister Raila Odinga over this katiba business is attributable to his singular and implacable animus. He treated Prof Kivutha Kibwana like an academic failure in a remedial class. Eventually, the political positions hardened, and a tacit agreement to disagree seemed the only sensible outcome. But our Miguna has been quite busy, hasn't he, passing severe judgement on Moi, Balala, Ruto, Kalonzo, Uhuru and anyone not seen to toe the PM, or more likely, Miguna's line. His verdicts bestride a most absurd and spurious binary of terms: those for the PM, or more probably, Miguna, are revolutionaries, reformists, or both, whereas those who aren't are KANU or Moi orphans, misty eyed with abject nostalgia for the Dark Ages.In the context of rapid amassing of enemies, Miguna is insuperable. 

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