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WECHE MOKADHO
JEXJALUO **** |
Ja-Luo is an Animal Pt 2
Elsewhere I mentioned the dichotomy of a life plan, and so the example of three Kenyans I want to grow-up to be like is a Luyha, a Kikuyu and a Luo. I want to live in three complete metamorphosis of these ethnics. i) I want to make money like a Luyha... Wams asked
me to explain that. How really does a Luyha make money? I'm talking with
wanachi, the lingua I will use henceforth is ghetto so that
everybody can understand what I really mean. A luyha is the example
of a Kenyan who is meagerly paid.... but his job is moderate, can be
easily found.
I don't want to be a shamba boy, a maid' or a mortician
because these kind of jobs makes my hands dry. I want a job which my
hands remain soft and there is no such jobs in Kenya other than scooping
Joma while frying the chicken. Therefore, the only job available in Kenya
is cooking in a restaurant or cooking for a big boss.
ii) As you can see, the Luyha picked on a blue collar job
which still makes his hands soft, in the shade, and at least a bite of
left overs falling from the rich man's table. After, I get paid meager
like a Luyha, I want to take my money home and hide it like a Kikuyu.
A Kikuyu hides his money real tight under his bed, and look real poor
day time. His children eat veges 24/7
Only Kikuyus don't get picky on what kind of jobs they want to
do to earn money. Mr. President must have been addressing
Kikuyus when he said, just get up and work. I wonder what Ja-Luos think
of this?
At the back of Ja-Luos mind, he is not comprehending what
the president mean by telling Kenyans to go to work. Where are
the jobs? I bet you Kyuks understand what this means. Does it mean I just
wake up in the morning and start picking up mukebes like a mwenda?
After I finish who is going to pay me for the job?
My president says "from now on Kenya will be a Working Nation", and
I say "I will not go to work until I know who is paying me? The reason why
I say Kyuks understand this secret code is NOT a new lingua to
Kenyans.
Kenyatta once said it, and only Kyuks understood it. Does that
mean those who applied for Diplomatic jobs like me in the new government
must now go to work in Washington? Whom do I report to? Who is my boss?
I'm ready to relocate as soon as I'm told
where to go. I'm told that those who are living overseas needs to shut
up, they have no business applying for jobs in Kenya because the country
is 50% un employment. What else do they want yet they are already earning
descent living. Does this mean we are NOT Kenyans?
I haven't heard from the Office of Kalonzo Musioka, and nobody
has acknowledged the receipt of my application despite qualifications as
were promised. Does anybody know of a Kenyan overseas who has been
called home to report on a new job? They are locked out like the Luos.
The way it sounds, I don't need to wait now. I must move
to Washington and start haggling with hawks at the Capitol Hill over the
issues I know needs to be put straight on behalf of Kenya. I must act on
the word of my president. All Kenyans needs to go to work, find
something they can do, there should be no lazy heads left.
Does this mean those who have spent their lives going to school
can now go to the grave yards and become grave diggers or how about former
grave diggers picking up chalks to lecture at the universities? Does
this mean qualifications no longer matter to my president? Do
we still need it, sir?
At independence, it was Uhuru na Kazi (Freedom and Work) and when
everybody went to work, Kenyatta gave out another secret code. If you
are caught, don't come crying to me. Guys were confused what he meant, only
kyuks understood what he meant... magendo.
Because of the above reasons and what goes on at ground zero (Bomas)
I seem to be giving up on my own country. Dialogue and cutting deals don't
make sense anymore. Those who have made it possible are being shoved to the
bottom of the pit; it makes Raila look like a dem fool idiot. Therefore, after
I make money like a Luyha, I will hide it like a Kikuyu, then live big like
a Luo.
Meaning that I will work hard to earn meager, which I will save,
and then have fun. I want to live my life to the fullest. I want to have
fun and appreciate my sojourn on earth. Once I die, I won't come back. I
may as well not live to see a Luo president. Nobody will give a Luo
any chance to rule Kenya.
I will go to my grave not knowing what a Luo president would have
done to Kenya. I know Luos love good things. I would have loved
to see what a Luo president makes Kenya to look like? I would like the president
to change his slogan from a "Working Nation" to a "Thinking Nation" If we
think smart, it will make life easier. You can work hard but get nothing
off it.
If you think smart, we won't need to work. We will just be having
fun and robots will be working for us. Wazungus figured it long time ago.
All they do is live big, have fun, enjoy life, have good insurance, play
hard, and think more harder. In the meantime, other people are
working for them (brain drain) When you think big, you have people working
for you while you are having fun.
That is why the world's most beautiful resorts and great holiday
destinations are only for wazungus. Even in Kenya if they don't show up to
see our Elephants, we begin to complain. Are these people really working
that hard? Not really they just think smart. We must now begin to be a "Thinking
Nation"
Life can take a quick turn. When I was growing up in Subaland,
I grew up knowing that President Kaunda of Zambia is more like a god. Such
names were sacred. This afternoon, I ran into the former president in the
rural Georgia, visiting with Jimmy Carter and founder of Habitat Millard
Fuller. They invited him to come wallow in the old south. Kaunda is now a
reformed oldman. He has learned to be a good man but only after messing up
a good country for 27 years.
Jimmy Carter is teaching the old dictator how to live a
humble life like a human being after retiring from the presidency.
There is no bwana kubwa in the old south.Even Jim himself when he is around,
he goes to the local buffet and stand at the back of the line until
his turn to be checked in, he picks up his plate and get his own food. Mr.
Kaunda just stood in the line with everybody else to pick up his plate
at lunch.
He was not surrounded by bodyguards nor was he afraid of
his life.? I told him what I thought he was when I was still a kid in Subaland..
I'm looking forward to running into my former mutukufu in the
rural GA. sometime soon. In Kenya we sang to him like a god... baba
wa taifa... here in the old south, nobody babas you. You do the job you are
paid to do. In the meantime, you are just like any other person.
My president Kibaki is towing this line of humility. It is my
first time to see public photos and a bunch of wanjikus at the state
house. He is indeed and ordinary Kenya doing his job. However, nyang'aus
who are around him... needs not to spoil the history of a good president.
Harrison Wayoga
Albany, GA.
Ka in gi mari moro ma di wandik ka to orni
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