By Gabriel Oguda
President Uhuru Kenyatta can ride on anything he wants. Isn’t Kenya his house and us his children, and all our property his own? Whether he rode on a broomstick to the KICC to launch a project he has no knowledge about is not the subject matter here.
If you were to ask a forsaken Nairobi commuter to list his demands in order of priority, the mode of paying commuter fees will rank lowest in his checklist. In March 2014, Governor Evans Kidero promised Nairobians that by July 2014, Nairobi City County will have its own metro buses with their designated lanes, to ease traffic congestion. I don’t need to remind you which month we are in, and whether any of those buses and, or, designated lanes, have been presented to the public.
Uhuru Kenyatta may look cool launching a card my father’s goats could mistake for a digital bush, but as long as the media in this country keep chasing brown envelopes slid through the State House back-door we shall head nowhere as a growing poor middle-income country.
CSOs, the only remaining government watchdog, are about to be slapped with a massive duct-tape. The 4th Branch of the government have been reduced to cheerleaders glorifying selfies taken with skinny jeans and mini-skirts the size of military belts. Do not cry for my beloved country, join in the eating instead. But first, you must belong.
“Journalism is printing what someone else does not want printed: everything else is public relations.” – George Orwell