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• December 08, 2007
• 21:20

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• 20:25

  Kenyan Pigs Grow Wings on Dec 27

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  As the day of political reckoning beckons on December 27, the Kenyan political landscape is souring with heat as never seen before. Swearing and sweating have taken new dimensions. Add the WAVERING opinion polls to the mix and you get a hotbed steaming with both passion and hatred.
  
  With less than three weeks to go it is ALL SYSTEMS GO and nothing from the profane and ridiculous is spared. The ‘three’ presidential contestants have all their sight singularly fixed on the ultimate prize. The incumbent has rediscovered an aspect of his energetic self that must have hibernated only to come at the opportune time in his sunset days as he brawls in a political duel of his life.
  
  Across the political road, the stakes has never been HIGHER for his ODM challenger. According to Raila he may be having a chance of a lifetime to prove a point and banish stereotypes. In addition he has what is kin to a political guillotine’ around his neck and he has three weeks to free himself and his pentagon or perish collectively.
  
  Enacting miracles in hell
  Meanwhile Brother Stephen Kalonzo Musyoka angles his candidacy as the middle ground paved with miracles. And there lies both his strength and Armageddon. You only resign to heavenly intervention for earthly pursuit at the risk of being called an ego rider at best or a joker at worst.
  
  Reading the former LSK boss Ahmednasir declaring Kalonzo’s candidature as fundamentally undermined by two huge blanks in his resume: lack of a proud history identifiable with Kenya and fascination with pedestrian ideas in everything 24-hour.
  
  But give it to Steve he has shown rear political guts espoused by few albeit betrayed by his past. The ODM-K presidential candidate is only doing what every Kenyan politician is good at and that is prey into electorate’s insecurity with a religious dose.
  
  Granted, Ahmednasir’s is a brilliant Cornell graduate who dared take on the mighty like Justice Kwach during his LSK tenure. But his jibe that Kalonzo’s candidature is bereft of belief nor principle that only amounts to a naked attempt to catapult an average candidature to the political elite of presidential candidacy based on nothing other than the token numbers of his ethnic group definitely salts many raw wounds even here at Kumekucha.
  
  Whipping his ethnic community’s for his presidential bid yes and why not when everybody does it? Moreover that may be our Kenyan version in the wisdom of charity beginning at home. Retreating to the shell of ethno-nationalism remains the forte of all our politicians that aptly earns them the SCOUNDRELS tag.
  
  So will pigs fly in Kenya after December 26? Well I dare not comment lest I fall prey to cheap swearing on behalf of scoundrels who will not contribute anything to my persona. May the best candidate win, na bado

• 16:56

  Death

   » ‎ Farmgal
  I just got word that my cousin was beaten to death in busia. This is a bad weekend. I do not have any more details - other than that his body was recovered I don’t know when. Cousin Kuria is somewhat special to me. This is because he reminds me of my dad’s funeral arrangement meetings. [...]

• 12:14

  WE WANT ANOTHER ONE, JUST LIKE THE OTHER ONE!

   » ‎ My Life is...Mochalicious!
  Kenya have won silverware in George, SA. Beating USA 15 - 14 in the Plate Final, the team has manage to attain more points. As Modo said…….they must have been given timam incentive by Virgin (main sponsors), that EABL failed to do (perhaps a lesson to be learnt here….like I didn’t speak about it already). If [...]

• 9:05

  übers Bloggen

   » ‎ Kikuyumoja's realm

  Tags:  kikuism  

  Einer der Umstände, die mich manchmal vom Bloggen bzw. Ausfüllen dieser Website mit Inhalten abhalten, ist die Auswahl der Sprache. Weniger ob Deutsch oder Englisch, als vielmehr die Frage nach dem Schreibstil.

  Sicherlich kann man anonym bloggen und dann Dinge aufschreiben, die Andere gerne lesen, Reiseberichte verfassen, übers Kochen schreiben oder neues Technikspielzeug. Darum geht es mir aber gar nicht. Dieses Blog entstand ja im Sommer 2005 aus der Not heraus, dass ich mich bei Neon angemeldet hatte und den Moderatoren dort meine Texte für eine Veröffentlichung als Artikel nicht gut genug waren. Ohne Angabe von Gründen. Wohl nicht hip genug. Oder so. Daraufhin beschloss ich, mein eigenes blog aufzumachen - auch weil mich Cedric dazu ermutigt hatte - und bin damit seitdem auch recht glücklich.
  Ich blogge hauptsächlich a) auf Englisch, obwohl ich manchmal lieber auf Deutsch schreiben würde, einzig auch nur um bestimmte Dinge anders - nicht besser - ausdrücken zu wollen und b) weil ich ein sog. “Bridgeblogger” bin, manchmal zumindest, der durch das Berichten über die lokale Situation das Ausland informieren möchte.
  Vor allem aber versuche ich dabei c) nicht nur eine bestimmte Seite an mir zu bedienen, sondern mehrere Ebenen wiederzugeben. Ich bin ja nicht NUR so wie das dem Leser zwischen den Zeilen hindurchschimmern mag. Was ich hier schreibe muss ja nicht vollkommen meine Persönlichkeit wiedergeben. Deswegen habe ich auch irgendwann persönlichere Dinge gebloggt, weil ich mich für eine breite Palette an Themen interessieren und auch begeistern kann.

  “Ich hätte gar nicht so viel zu schreiben oder den Drang, mich anderen mitzuteilen” - solche Sprüche hört man als Blogger oft. Glücklicherweise hat sich das in den letzten zwei Jahren bißchen relativiert, und ich glaube viele dieser Aussagen sind nicht richtig, da es meiner Meinung nach viele anonyme Blogger gibt, die nach außen hin dieses low profile bewahren möchten, um dann aber insgeheim irgendwo über ihre Erfahrungen zu bloggen. Wäre mal ne interessante Studie: wieviele anonyme Blogger gibt es?

  Nein, nein, es geht nicht um die öffentliche Tagebuchfunktion. Nächste Woche Dienstag haben wir in der Firma die offene Web 2.0 Gesprächsrunde, die Christian mit moderieren wird, und es werden dann sicherlich nur die Inetaffinen Gestalten auftauchen, diejenigen also, die mit dem Begriff Web 2.0 auch wirklich aktive Inhalte verbinden können und den Sinn und Zweck verstanden haben. Ich freue mich schon sehr darauf und finde es großartig, das Christian hier so missionarisch unterwegs ist!
  Meine Arbeitskollegin frug mich letztens, wer das alles lesen soll. Weiß ich doch nicht! Ich hab ihr dann aber den Link mit der öffentlichen Besucherstatistik zu diesem Blog geschickt, was die Frage einigemaßen beantworten sollte.
  Für mich sind Blogs also nicht nur persönliche Tagebücher im Internet, sondern vor allem Publikationswerkzeuge, um Inhalte schnell und einfach einer breiten Masse im Internet präsentieren zu können.
  Sobald sich mobiles Bloggen vom Handy aus durchsetzen wird (Stichwort: Googles offenes Handybetriebssystem, das diese Dienste mit Sicherheit verschmelzen wird), wird man auch nicht mehr unterscheiden wollen zwischen reinen Blogs und moderierten Webpräsentationen. Alles verschmilzt online zu einem großen Pool an Daten, everything is miscellaneous, ist auffindbar, wird über feeds dem interessierten Leser direkt in den Feedreader befördert, nach Inhalten sortiert, jeder Nutzer ist wie bei den P2P filesharing Diensten auch automatisch Bereitsteller von Inhalten (zB durch Kommentare)…kurz: das Web lebt vom Mitmachen und Verwenden von Informationen.

  Die Zweifler werden sich ob des Hypes sicherlich immer noch fragend am Kopf kratzen und ihren old-school-Status unterstreichen wollen. Sollen sie ruhig. Die Verwendung von Blogs oder sozialen Lesezeichendiensten wie del.icio.us (die qualifizierte, von Menschen vorselektierte Inhalte festhalten) sind für mich aber der Beweis dafür, dass diese Dezentralität des Netzes die Gegenwart darstellt.

  So, und an dieser Stelle würde ich jetzt gerne auf den Schreibstil eingehen, alleine: es gibt keinen eindeutigen JKE-Schreibstil und außerdem muss ich jetzt grad schnell los und meine Wäsche zum Waschsalon tragen. Have a nice weekend!

• 6:34

  It is women who are being raped

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  Many acts of Gender Based Violence which could lead to contracting HIV/AIDS, are part of the daily experience for women in Darfur. As part of the 16 Days of Activism Against Violence Against Women, a short play on HIV/AIDs was performed in Abu Shouk refugee camp in North Darfur. A [...]

• 4:00

  Asking For Directions

   » ‎ Cock And Bull

  In the journey of life, we often have to make decisions. Some decisions are easy and we do not have to think twice before we make them. Others are quite difficult and might even take years to make. And yet others are tricky and turn our lives into a sea of confusion.

  Decisions in life are similar to the crossroads that we often encounter while traveling to any destination. If you were going somewhere for the first time and came to a junction and was not sure which fork of the road to take, what would you do? Most people ask for directions from people who seem to be familiar with the area.

  When a person comes to a decision in life that seems difficult, or confusing to make, it often helps to ask for directions from someone who has been there before. And help is readily available and the choices are varied; perhaps from an older person, or literature written by a knowledgeable person, or even praying to God.

  Asking for directions surely beats standing at a junction pretending that everything is OK and yet someone is lost. Or splitting in two like the greedy hyena.

• 3:10

  Spare a Thought for the Hurting and Down Trodden

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  I came across the poem below as I was sifting through my paraphernalia this morning. It got me thinking.
  
  The poem was writtenby the prominent German anti-Nazi activist, Pastor Martin Niem?ller.
  
  First they came...
  
  In Germany they came first for the Communists,
  And I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.
  Then they came for the Jews,
  And I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.
  Then they came for the trade unionists,
  And I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.
  Then they came for the Catholics,
  And I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant.
  Then they came for me,
  And by that time no one was left to speak up for me.
  
  Most of our dear brothers and sisters are suffering and have suffered immensely in Kuresoi, Mount Elgon, in the hands of the ruthless mungiki and in election related violence in the recent past.
  
  Speaking up for them is our divine responsibility. Taking the government to task and fervently asking why these heinous acts are being perpetrated under the very 'bulbous' nose of the state is the first step to much-needed healing.
  
  Something has to give; something's gotta be done!
  
  Well, if we don't speak up for the hurting and down-trodden in our country, who will speak up for us when it happens to us and our very own.
  Food for thought, this.
  Tell Ritch what you think.

• 1:45

  Postponing The Planting Season

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  Most people have looked at their lives carefully and realized that no matter how favorable their circumstances currently are, they have immense unused abilities and feel that they would like be, do, and have more. And a person will look at themselves and recognize a seed that has the potential to grow into something wonderful. That seed might be a talent, or a skill, or a calling, or a passion, or whatever ability that only that person knows in their heart of hearts.

  But often when the thought comes, a person might become uncertain and decide to postpone pondering it for another more opportune moment. This is understandable since with all the things that people have to do in just a single day, it can never be the right time to start developing a long cherished, yet untapped talent. However, this is similar to a farmer who retrieves a seed from the granary, looks at the current dry season and postpones the planting until he is surer of the weather conditions. But did you know that most successful farming often requires that seeds be planted in the dry season in anticipation for the rains?

  The abundant provisions of nature make in unnecessary for a farmer to worry about how a seed will propagate itself. The farmer’s job is to prepare the land, put the seed into the ground, and then wait. When the time is right, the seed will stir to life and shoot from the ground as a tiny fragile seedling. The seedling will then grow to become a tree and then develop flowers. The flowers will then turn into seeds and will be ready to spread.

  When the seeds are ready, nature once again has ingenious ways for spreading them far and wide. Some trees have seeds that are dispersed by the wind, others are eaten by animals and carried in their stomachs, others float in water, while others explode from their pods and are scattered quite a distance from the source.

  When we look into ourselves and recognize a seed – say a talent – that we feel the need to propagate, our job is to assume the role of the farmer and plant the seed. Once the seed is in the ground, let God provide the rain, the sun, and the air in the periods and quantities that are favorable for our seed to grow into a magnificent tree. Then the tree will flower and produce seeds and once again God will provide a suitable mechanism for transporting the seeds into the world.

  There is the farmer who holds on to his seeds since he has no guarantee that the weather conditions will ever be right. There is the farmer who plants his seeds and then proceeds to bite him fingernails as he looks at past unsuitable weather patterns and worries about the future. There is the farmer who plants his seeds with a prayer and trusts God to provide him with all the resources required for every single seed to multiply many times over.

  Take a hard look at your seed - talent, or a skill, or a calling, or a passion – and decide what kind of a farmer you want to be.