If you come across a tourist whose passport reveals multiple entries to Cambodia, Sri Lanka and Singapore, it is likely that when you continue flipping the pages, you will see a couple of entries to Kenya. If you forcefully peruse his luggage, you may find old chattered airline tickets or taxi receipts evidencing frequent visits to Malindi. Further interrogations will confirm short stays in various private and exclusive villas (primarily owned by Italians). At this eureka-like stage, a man of average intelligence acting prudently will not wish to view the tourists' picture album….especially if it is resting on a box of assorted candies, lollipops and bubble gum. My dear Kenyans, we are at the advent of the most profitable child sex tourism industry in Africa.
Documentaries of lions hunting impalas at Tsavo National Park are gradually being replaced with those of white pony-tailed sandal wearing tourists preying on beautiful black Kenyan babies. Elephant tusks, leopard skins and rhino horns are no longer the much sort out trophies; Instead, local virgin boys and girls define the holy grail. Yes my fellow ODMers and PNUers, the child sex pest has arrived and his/her mighty thirst will not be quenched by the award winning Tusker beer. This particular beast from overseas will only drink the juice of innocence spewing from the undeveloped private parts of our most treasured assets i.e. our children or in other words, our future.
The debate on how Kenya finds itself depicted in child pornographic videos is endless. We all agree that poverty has been known to skew perceptions of morality. The story of the thief stealing the bread to feed his starving family conveniently comes into play. You see, the parents who choose to turn the other way as their own babies bring home a couple of sleazy dollars after spending nights in Italian villas, are quick to accept that the 'end justifies the means'. The villagers/society have chosen to ignore the awkward walking style of these toddlers, after all, how are they supposed to feed themselves. We all know what happens to our young girls when they get married to old German men and are shipped to the land of the third Reich…so long as they send back some Deutschmarks (now Euros), we are all set. Oh, by the way, some of our very own grown Kenyans gleefully indulge in this rape. My point here is that we are all complacent to this evil that is slowly tainting the image of our country.
So what next? How do you stop a buibui clad baby from succumbing to the scourge from abroad? Education? How do you explain the ruinous behavior to parents whose only means of survival is the sleazy dollar? What about disease? To what extend is personal responsibility the only answer? Are some of us just born sexually deviant? What would happen if lets say, the government used the police to consistently swoop the villas, discos and prominent hotels that are conduits to this evil? How about billboards of caution at every corner? Maybe deportation of perpetrators and repossession of filthy villas?
It would be unfortunate if we allow our country to be listed in the yellow pages of sleaze destinations.