A chicken, two stolen Mercedes, a fist fight, a mistranslation, an argument, a crate of beer, and green ink. Continue reading…
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The thin line between eccentricity and insanity is riddled with money, and power, and political office, all of which Kenyan politicians have. In fact, if you the common Wanjiku were to try some of the eccentricities here, there would be a ‘Get Wanjiku to Mathari Hospital Campaign.’
The common chorus for election losers, from their opponents (surprisingly) has always been ‘Go to Court! Go to Court! File a Petition.’
Whenever we elect a man (or woman) to the House on the Hill, we give him the right to avoid all human contact except that which has passed through three metal detectors and dressed appropriately. We give him the best of our security forces, the best cars, the best house (arguable) and the best women (okay, this last one is unconfirmed).