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Economic sabotage is the highest form of peaceful protest

By Dikembe Disembe Economic sabotage is the highest form of peaceful protest. The more young people boycott safari com which is increasingly becoming a tool for oppression and subversion of people's choices, the better for our country. In a sense, the success of this boycott will also remind politicians both in cord and jubilee that they are entering a new age of citizen politics where organizing for political and economic causes will no longer require a permit and a venue at Uhuru Park. As for Brookside, the boycott should purely be in solidarity with small scale farmers and other players in the milk industry who are increasingly being bought off due to unfair economic policies. In democracies, the consumer is the king. In western democracies which we borrow from, consumption of goods has very close relation to political choices. Even in the US where I am currently, the case of Joseph Sterling, the 'racist' owner of a basketball club has shown that businesses can't just deal with certain issues as if they don't matter. From what I gather, the boycott in Kenya will be sustained in various sectors. I pity Equity Bank. Truth is, the interference, especially, with people's political choices must be rejected. I pity Nation Media Group. I want to feel the pain and suffering of losing election that is fair and credible, not one where safaricom aided one side by systems failure or where a bank allowed the operation of an account where large sums of money changed hands to pay ghosts of elections. The boycott is working. You don't need to convince anyone....just change your number...reduceyour calls...never forget it took Rosa Parks to refuse to give her seat that sparked the bus boycotts and changed the trajectory of civil rights movement. Our body of work is just beginning.
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