Of delayed rains, Mau and our ‘crazy gods’
SEE ALSO :Why rains have delayedIt is standard procedure that a Kenyan is selfish first before he is sensible. Our traffic jams are caused by PhD holding literati who would rather block a junction than let one car pass them to turn into a traffic free lane; if he is late we all must be late. It is educated Kenyans who campaign from election to election, with the same mouth they declare their undying support to a person who just two years before they declared a thief. Their support unflinching for as long as the purse remains open. Their scruples on sale to the highest bidder, their IQ reduced to repeating old and tired narratives ad infinitum. A crazy nation? The craziness of our nation extends to how we love and acquire spouses. The spate of killings of both men and women tells us that we treat each other like property. A spouse is an entity you buy on hire purchase, paying in cash and kind over time and when your payment is done you get to take the spouse home. Any interruption in this process either by them finding someone better than you, or loving someone else or even them seeing that you are not really worth their time, is met with extreme violence. Society justifying that either they should not have taken your money if they knew they won’t love you after they finished college or that the years she slaved away working in your house entitle her to keep you miserable, divorce her at your own peril. Love, once purchased in Kenya, can only be exited under tight security lest your life is on the line.
SEE ALSO :Anxiety as Met forecasts falterFor practical reasons - because our greed has eaten the Mau and almost all our other forests. Now while we in Nairobi bake in ungodly temperatures we assume that Kenyan gods are moody and they also don’t listen to the Meteorological Department. They change their minds about rain as soon as very sinful politicians and their spouses pray. The Kenyan gods apparently do not care that the Mau is being stripped bare, that we have harassed nature and grabbed everything in sight; instead they will bless us with rain because we, their bushmen in suits, booked Uhuru Park and prayed. We ignore that the good book said that we must turn from our wicked ways before the rain comes. But in Kenya we cry about a drought we caused to a God we don’t love, hoping that the gods will send our version of blessings. We are devoid of righteous acts but we desire blessings. The priests of the crazy gods will tell us that if Kenya only prays, and the political leaders show up everything will be fine. It will rain, our crops will be saved and we can return to pillaging each other and plundering the nation. They will prophesy a lie, they will call some politicians the sent ones of the gods and the other politicians the witches of the night by whose actions we are now in drought. [email protected]
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