Jun 8, 2011
क्षका ४ Ever
Mar 28, 2011
FUTURE OF TRIBALISM
A story narrated by the KIKUYUS“One day a huge black Mercedes was travelling between Nairobi and Thika after it had just passed Ruiru the huge machine overturned and was badly damaged. There was a kikuyu guy who saw the accident called the police who were nearby patrolling. The officer on Patrol asked him is there anybody killed?” The kikuyu guy answered.”There is nobody dead Sir, except Three LUOs hope u’ve taken the joke. The LUOS also have theirs “There was this bus traveling between Machakos and Mombasa its capacity was forty people but then there were these three KIKUYUs who insisted on going to Mombasa as the Bus was full the conductor allowed them to squat on board. At Sultan Hammud a policeman stopped the bus and charged the conductor with overloading” but we have exactly forty people as the law requires, complained the conductor.”No you have forty three, there are three people on board there. No there are no people on top there those are KIKUYUs.
There is a story that the LUYHA tell about this particular KALENJIN, who had gone for drink at the Hilton for the first time. As he entered the washroom at the Pub this Kalenjin Man had not seen the LUYHA dude who was watching him. The KALENJIN was cutely dressed IN A THREE PIECE SUIT Nandi Kenyan style bowler hat. As he came before the mirror and bowed in Shakespearian style to his own image with words Hey, how are you old chap? Longtime no see. When He realized that the LUYHA guy was watching him he dashed with the speed of Kipchoge Keino.To sum up all this sentiments on do we understand? Tribalism is not a problem in Kenya although we must watch it the foolish stories indicate that we are capable at laughing at tribalism in alight manner. There is no reason why my mother in Kakamega my aunties in Kisumu SHOULD HAVE A GRUDGE OVER YOUR MOTHERS IN KIAMBUI,KITUI,KOGELO or even KAJIADO.Tribalism is an ideology of the rich, the educated and the politically powerful among us. Its these people who have the need for tribalism in order to consolidate and protect wealth and power.
Mar 14, 2011
Friends
I have never trusted friends very few people are genuine to others in life. It is even more difficult in urban settings to find genuine friends. Again William Shakespeare saw these things very early in Hamlet we read”Be thou familiar; but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul, with hoops of steel, but do not dull thy palm, with entertainment of each unhatched, unfledged comrade give every man thine ear; but few thy voice. Take mans censure but reserve thy judgment”.Im of course taking a very pessimistic view of urban friends. But pessimism does not appear out of the blues. A so called friend who used to tell my mother everything I did, until I got to understand him better it runs in the Family. Minding other people's problems and telling others, other so called friends who will grin sweetly but their ultimate aim is your wallet. I know he’ll be reading this blog coz he has always admired the Kenyanchui’s in one way or another. I still hang with my friends knowingly.
Mar 1, 2011
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Feb 18, 2011
Now hold on to your seats.......
Now hold on to your seats.......
There is this mama, her name is Meryl, picured below, (why does she look surprised?)
she and the self professed bisexual Sheila have been caught on camera intimate not once but twice and in both occasions Sheila was the guy if you know what I mean. I am not making this stuff up please Youtube it, see for yourself. I have to warn you though, do not do it in your office if you love your job. The images are like soooooo P.G. am for real. On the first sexual encounter Meryl was fast asleep and Sheila went to her bed and her fingers turned yellow pages, they did the walking all over her kenchics, (thighs and breasts). Meryl tried to make her go away but Sheila not only suffered from "heat" she was also nursing insistiosis (that disease that makes you insist to no end) and Meryl got to a level that she could not say no so with her morning breath she turned and started kissing her new found "boyfriend" on T.V. (shaking my head)
Encounter number two is when sheila was the one with morning breath and she gave Meryl urinary tract infection. She again played the guy by licking her over there, yes she did it believe it or not. I am not making this stuff up Youtube is the way to go if you think I am lying. (this is a picture of them two lesbos after Sheila came back from the barn, Sheila on top)(**VOMIT**)
So she thought by doing these things she would gain favor of bored fans and eventually winning the $200K. Boy was she wrong
There is this mama, her name is Meryl, picured below, (why does she look surprised?)she and the self professed bisexual Sheila have been caught on camera intimate not once but twice and in both occasions Sheila was the guy if you know what I mean. I am not making this stuff up please Youtube it, see for yourself. I have to warn you though, do not do it in your office if you love your job. The images are like soooooo P.G. am for real. On the first sexual encounter Meryl was fast asleep and Sheila went to her bed and her fingers turned yellow pages, they did the walking all over her kenchics, (thighs and breasts). Meryl tried to make her go away but Sheila not only suffered from "heat" she was also nursing insistiosis (that disease that makes you insist to no end) and Meryl got to a level that she could not say no so with her morning breath she turned and started kissing her new found "boyfriend" on T.V. (shaking my head)
Encounter number two is when sheila was the one with morning breath and she gave Meryl urinary tract infection. She again played the guy by licking her over there, yes she did it believe it or not. I am not making this stuff up Youtube is the way to go if you think I am lying. (this is a picture of them two lesbos after Sheila came back from the barn, Sheila on top)(**VOMIT**)
So she thought by doing these things she would gain favor of bored fans and eventually winning the $200K. Boy was she wrong
Jan 27, 2011
Something you should know about Dance With the Devil Lyrics Title: Immortal Technique - Dance With the Devil lyrics Artist: Immortal Technique Lyrics  Send "Dance With the Devil" Ringtone to your Cell [Verse 1] I once knew a nigga whose real name was William his primary concern, was making a million being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to fuck movie-stars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober her sons heart simultaneously grew colder he started hanging out selling bags in the projects checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects he was fascinated by material objects but he understood money never bought respect he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I don't project my insecurity's at other people he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil a fever minded young man with infinite potential the product of a ghetto breed capitalistic mental coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed [Hook] Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences you propably only did a month for minor offenses ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced dance forever with the devil on a code cell block but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot [Verse 2] So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights over little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock working overtime for making money for the crack spot hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine for filling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain tired of the block niggaz treating him the same he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club but only a real thug can stab someone till they die standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes Billy realized that these men were well guarded and they wanted to test him, before business started suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hear ted so now he had a choice between going back to his life or making money with made men, up in the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be and so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three [Hook] [Verse 3] They drove around the projects slow while it was raining smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment untilthey saw a woman on the street walking alone three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home and so they quietly got out the car and followed her walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently and then they all proceeded to rape her violently Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head (Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep) I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back [Verse 4] Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover but what he saw made him start the cringine studder cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate his corruption had succesfully changed his fate and he remembered how his mom used to come home late working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never because the dance with the devil might last you forever |
Jan 11, 2011
AFRICA 4 ALL
Do you ever spare a moment of your life to think of Africa?of This vast continent of tremendous potential and possibilities?This first home o man,the continent that has been raped and exploited by outsiders for centuries?Do we Kenyans really care of the plight of our brothers and sisters in other parts of the continent?Have we been playing our rightfull role in the affairs and predicaments of our race.Recently Right Hon Raila Odinga was called to intervene the ongoing crisis in Ivory Coast to most Kenyans it was a chance for the tough talking Raila Odinga to talk tough and resolve the crisis nothing less of power sharing.So it didn't work out in his part
To some non-imaginative thinkers this was an occasion to look back at the world which they had lost but, to those with imagination the main feature of our Presidents clinging to power even when they've lost is nothing good to write back Home.
Southern Sudan are having a referendum and we are hoping to have a 54th state if im not wrong.But the tensions down there over Abiyei is so sad to see our brothers being killed at this century over their own right to independence.Hope it all goes well as for my cousin is coming down their to do biasahara, ABIYEI NI YENU ALL THE BEST