This is an extremely sensitive topic in our banana republic. Even as I write this I know that I am really going to upset some very close friends. BUT Kenya is more important and as a nation we need to take a much closer look at ourselves before it is too late.
It is time for us as a nation to be realistic because how can we fight corruption when we ourselves are daughters and sons of corruption? When those we appoint to head the fight against corruption have been educated and brought up with corruption money? When the very Internet connection you are using to read this is financed by cash that can be traced back to corruption? Let's get serious shall we?
Nobody chooses where they are going to be born BUT I was extremely fortunate to be the son of a man who HATED corruption. In fact HATE is not a strong enough word to describe what my dad felt about the vice.
But as I was growing up in the late seventies and eighties, I did not agree with his principals. In fact I strongly disagreed with them and felt at the time that they were stupid and unrealistic. Especially in certain instances. Like when all our family friends had brand new colour TV sets and we were still using a tiny black and white relic from the 60s. The mothers often went for shopping abroad (in those days London) and brought back nice things. My mother was always busy working at the hospital as a nurse and the only shopping she did was at the local shopping centre (there were no malls in those days). As a teenager the other kids could afford to go out to Carnivore for beers driving the sleek family spare car (which made our single family car look like a mkokoteni or hand cart at Kikomba) while I had to stay at home listening to KBC General service's Late Date show dreaming and wishing.
My view of stupid about my dad's hatred of corruption turned into one of dismissing him as a crazy lunatic when I saw him carry a loaded gun around and generally risk his life for those zero-tolerance-to-corruption principals of his.
The man actually halted a corrupt deal that was going down courtesy of the wife of the head of state then. He did the unthinkable in those days and impounded the goods. WAH!!! At first those concerned...(Download or read online the rest of this story in this Kumekucha's Raw Notes special edition. No email required, no registration required).