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Uhuru has DONE NOTHING for Kikuyu People, Speaking Gikuyu is NOT ENOUGH

By Anwar Sadat
President Uhuru Kenyatta has been speaking a lot of kikuyu lately, whenever he visits Central kenya.
After realizing that there is nothing remotely similar or comparable between his life of opulence, or his privileged upbringing & experience and the mostly poor kikuyu masses he sees while campaigning, he is forced to pretend being their comrade by speaking in their dialect.
The man has been President for close to five years (remember even durining nusu Mkate he had more powers than Kibaki himself), in charge of a trillion shillings Kenyan economy; his party controls both houses; but has not implemented any policy to provide employment opportunity for the youths.
Mr. President, the hundred thousands of youths thronging your rallies from Monday to Sunday don’t do so because they love you, it’s because they don’t have jobs.
They come to hear you, hopping that you will tell them of your plans to create jobs, lower their taxes and fees preventing them from starting small businesses, how you will solve the doctors strike, how lectures will be paid, how famine will be eradicated.
Instead, you tell them how Raila is stopping you from working and you then retreat back to your guarded mansion to eat Italian sirloin steak, leaving them hungry, starving and in abject poverty, from where you order that your sister be awarded a Shs 1 billion tender to supply metal boxes to a ministry that could use more hospital beds!
Mr. President, what those people need is not a person speaking Kikuyu, but a president who will grow the economy, create jobs for the youths carrying placards looking for jobs, boost agricultural produce, give them loans to start businesses, provide healthcare and medicine, lower the cost of living, make education affordable, restore manufacturing sector and lower their tax burdens.
And on these duties of the presidency; as chief economist you have failed.

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