By Njoki Ndung’u
The first time I registered as a voter, I was an eager young activist, looking forward to exercising my inalienable democratic right to vote. Of course, then, still in the one-party State of the Moi regime, there were few choices between the good, the bad and the ugly. But I still remember the pride and deep patriotism I felt when I received my inaugural voter’s card. The ID and voter’s card in those days were regularly denied to many young people in certain areas to disenfranchise them.