I have concluded that we Kenyans have become a nation of fakeness and faking. Faking the Big O does not count since it is standard operating procedure. We are masters at faking relationships and especially friendships which under normal circumstances should count for something – in Kenya they appear to count for zero. I came to this realisation after attending and watching a number of funerals recently. There is something comi-tragic about how we Kenyans like to behave when it comes to sending off our deceased ‘friends’. There is usually a mad rush for all and sundry to parade and celebrate themselves in the name of giving tribute to the departed. Where do I start? You have the brigade of ‘friends’ who do ridiculous things in the name of showing their tightness.