Nairobi Governor Not to be blamed on floods

Evans Kidero yes is the governor of Nairobi but honestly shifting the blame of floods to him is myopic & utter nonsense. To start with County governments are two years old. They have overseen little infrastructure projects in the country. Secondly, the main problem here is clogged drainage system. A problem from our own culture of dumping anywhere. Some rubbish is 20 years old. Moi error litter. Thirdly I don't think we are mistaking kidero for a God or his son Jesus. Flooding is a natural calamity or whom will we blame when droughts come? Most importantly - corruption & greed over the years have drained taxpayers money. Not kidero. Lets start by saving this water or come drought you will blame kidero for mot urinating in your rivers. Over & out!

Evans KideroGood morning Nairobi, first and foremost my sincere condolences to the families who have lost their loved ones as a result of the current heavy rains. On behalf of the County Government I would like to express my sympathy to those who have lost properties, commuters in Nairobi who have spent hours in traffic, school children who have been stranded as a result of the heavy down pour experienced in the last two days. It is worthy to note that In two days we had 10% of the annual rainfall150mm of the 1870mm in 365 days. This is worse than El Nino rains experienced in Nairobi in 1997. I would like to assure Nairobians that the county government in collaboration with KURA and KENHA are doing their best to unclog all blocked drainage systems in the City to ensure smooth and efficient flow of water. We are also liaising with the Meteorological department closely to share with us the actual rainfall forecast for the coming days inorder for us to advise Nairobians accordingly as well as the traffic police commandant to ensure flow of traffic is manageable during this period. Again my sincere apologies to all Nairobians who have lost their loved ones, lost properties, spent long hours in traffic as a result of the rains. We continue to work towards the Nairobi we all want.

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