I “died” for a few moments in July 2014. The news of my passing on broke in the social media. For a while, my phone would not stop ringing. One person after the other called me. They wanted me to tell them whether it was true I had gone. Others only wanted to condole with me, over my tragic demise. The online reporter was cagey about the cause of my relocation to the Hereafter. As had happened earlier in May 1897 with the iconic American novelist, Mark Twain, the reports about my death were hugely exaggerated. They were also grossly misquoted.
That is what the social media does, especially in Kenya. It has “killed” numerous people out of sheer mischief and malice. Every so often, you will read “breaking news” about some prominent person who has died in a car crash, a plane crash, or just gone to the Great Beyond in sudden death. Moments later, it turns out to be untrue – fake news, as they call it. For the love of me, I have never understood the triggers and drivers of this hugely sociopathic and psychotic behaviour. I can only put it to unbridled wickedness.