The flaws of Kenya's erratic middle class

There are many ways to ruin a nation, and in Kenya we practice all of them. Much has been said about the 1 per cent and the ruling class, it is time we moved our lens a bit lower in the pecking order. Let us look at the middle class. The class in our animal farm that is slightly better than chickens, and a bit higher than dust.

This is the class of people who insist on asking you if you know them, and if you don’t, they will threaten you with who they know. This is the class that thrives in buying second hand cars and calling them new model or new shape eight years too late. The class that loves coffee, and attends all festivals whether koroga or 'kuroga'.