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ZIP UP AND WEAR THE PANTS- KIAMBU’S SOCIAL MISFITS TOLD

“When the madness of an entire nation disturbs a solitary mind, it is not enough to say that a person is mad.” So goes a popular maxim. Accusing fingers have been pointed at the leaders of Kiambu County; mainly governor William Kabogo who is the head of President Kenyatta’s cradle as well as the bedroom of Nairobi’s workforce. Leadership in the region may not be flawless but the county is of late grappling with a whole new dish of mediocrity put forward by a sizeable portion of the youth and the not-so-old. Some youths with the strength of a horse from all sub-counties laze around shopping centres intermittently engaging in a game of pool obviously killing time or should we say awaiting the opening of drinking hovels? All you will see is their haggard looking wives criss-crossing the dust laden, weather beaten foot paths in the villages of county ‘number one’ with emaciated babies with an ad infinitum-running-nose-syndrome in search of a menial job for the day which is as elusive as the wild goose. Their dry cracked lips and twin towers (breasts) sagging menacingly from their chests to their stomachs like old slippers is a clear indication that testosterone-prone tendencies and competency in the copulating game can absolutely kill that astounding look and give birth to a horrendous one. Yet, their husbands are taking generous strolls at nearby shopping centres without forgetting the usual clichĂ©-ridden statement-the government should do something for us! The government will not come to every homestead and initiate development. It is upon you as an individual to devise a way to build yourself otherwise you will only think that you are good at making babies for idleness will divert your attention to…………… Wear the pants! Kabogo’s administration will only provide the platform for future excellence but not a door to door beckon on which youth group wants some government’s donation.

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