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Bwana Kuni: In his next life, Imenti Central MP Hon Gideon Mwiti will be a cock

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By The Nairobian Reporter | July 30th 2021

The only thing the late Gideon Mwiti loved more than money and alcohol was sex. Between 2014 to 2017, when the former legislator was a personal friend to this writer, his fidelity to monogamy was tested over and over again, and he spectacularly failed, with honours.

A keen drinker, the then member of Parliament used to run two wines and spirits shops. One was in Ngara, near Fig Tree Centre, and only a few metres away was his favourite ‘slaughter house’ Karangi Hotel, where he passionately fed his second and thirddesires, girls and sex. His other alcohol outlet was in Westlands, Woodvale Groove, also strategically located a stone throw away from his office. It is the same office that he was in 2015 accused of forcefully doing a HIV test on a journalist before raping her.

 Mwiti’s money made him arrogant and he believed every problem can be settled by throwing money at it.  There was a blurred line between his three vices, and one could easily lead to the other. A business meeting would quickly morph into a heavy drinking session, only to be broken by sexual athleticism.


Friends who knew him well say Mwiti’s office was always equipped with blood testing kits, wet wipes and a change of clothes. Always ready for action, Mwiti’s wines and spirits shop in Westlands was where he entertained his women before going upstairs to his office for a ‘quick business consultation’. It never mattered what time of the day it was. Mwiti was always ready.

In 2014, he went with a woman into his favourite lodging in Ngara, but was disappointed by the lass, so he kicked her out, dragged a receptionist into the room and finished his urge. He then gave the receptionist Sh30,000 to silence her. Coming back to the bar, he publicly bragged that the receptionist never wanted to ‘do it’ but when he promised her money, she willingly participated and enjoyed the act.

“Bwana, these things were put on earth so that men can enjoy them. If you don’t eat them another man will eat them,” he would say mirthfully, a pretty young thing seated next to him.
In 2015, this writer was present when at around 10pm, Mwiti got out of the pub with a young university student, and drove his white Land Cruiser VX, a few metres into the hotel nearby. In less than an hour, he was back. 
Apparently, he had finished with the first girl, drove to town to pick the second girl and came with her to our table for a round of drinks. 

One hour past midnight, he went with the girl to the room and came back panting 30 minutes later.  The girl was dispensed off with a pat on the bum and an undisclosed amount of money. At 3am, as we were leaving the pub, the chairman had managed to snag another girl, a wispy young thing in a flimsy dress who was shivering in the cold as we bid each other good bye. She got with him into the Land Cruiser which roared off into the night.

In the Ngara hotel, he was respected as he tipped workers generously but more so, for his reputation as a raging bull whose hotel room bed saw fat, thin, black, brown, young and old women grace it. 
From the gate to the receptionists, everyone called him ‘chairman’ and he had a specially booked room where he would quench his insatiable thirst.  While other room rates were Sh1,500, Mwiti’s room was slightly higher and it was reserved all through the month for mheshimiwa.

Apart from money, alcohol and women, three vices which the late legislator straddled colorfully, Mwiti was a very generous man.

“He could do anything to make money, but he would give money to anyone he thought was in need. Every time he made a good amount, he would come to the bar, pay bills for his friends and anyone who bumped into him would be given Sh1,000. From mayai boilo or smokie vendors, to hawkers who sell their wares at night, bar maids and even bouncers. He was a peoples’ person, and found joy in helping people,” says a close friend.
Mwiti was also compassionate, as evidenced by this writer when a certain woman came into the bar and Mwiti got out to speak to her for a few minutes. He then came back clutching a sheaf of papers which he proudly showed to patrons. 

Also read: https://www.standardmedia.co.ke/national/article/2001419180/former-imenti-central-mp-gideon-mwiti-is-dead


“My boy has done so well. His sister has also done so well. Both are top of their class,” he happily shouted, while ordering a round of drinks. It was a few hours later that it was revealed that those were not even his children, but orphans living somewhere in Eastlands. 

Apparently, Mwiti had known their father, a Luo from Ugenya when they bumped into each other in a pub in Ongata Rongai. The man and his wife later died in a road accident and the children went to live with a relative, while Mwiti quietly paid their fees.

“Mwiti never did anything in moderation. It was either he won’t do something or if he does it, it will be to the extreme. Emotionally, he was either very happy, or very angry. He was a good man. He loved people and the ones he helped, he did all he could to ensure they lacked nothing,” says a drink mate from Ngara.  

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