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@aomenya I concur.

My position on vernacular languages in Kenya has always been that "Every Kenyan child should learn two other indigenous languages in addition to their own mother tongue; in primary school". What do you think?

Not a green screen. The Nairobi skyline behind me is 100% real

@C_NyaKundiH Idi Amin Mama has no moral authority to advise anyone leave alone Ruto!

Illegitimate President Samia Suluhu should be the last person advising Ruto to flog young Kenyans who are asking for accountability. Madam Illegitimate President, before you export canes to Kenya, please account for what happened in Tanzania after your disputed election. Your government is still facing serious allegations over the killing of protesters, the silencing of opposition voices and the use of state violence against citizens who demanded answers. You do not cleanse your image by telling another president to beat his youths. You only remind the region that some leaders confuse public office with ownership of human beings. Young Kenyans are not Ruto’s children to be flogged. They are citizens. They pay taxes. They have a right to ask where public money went, why people were killed during protests, why corruption is protected and why governments across East Africa fear the youth more than they fear thieves. It is shameless for an illegitimate president accused by opposition figures and rights voices of presiding over a bloody crackdown to lecture Kenya on discipline. The region does not need presidents exchanging notes on how to beat citizens into silence. It needs leaders who understand that accountability is not indiscipline and protest is not a crime. Idi Amin Mama, Samia should first answer for Tanzania before volunteering as East Africa’s headmistress of repression. Shame on any leader who sees angry young citizens and reaches first for the cane.

@timothyturunga Sad!

What had been sold to East Africa was a liability with an engine, a maritime zombie repurposed for profit. In Tanzania, those warnings were erased. Paperwork was adjusted quietly, deliberately, and for a fee. The ferry’s owner, Said Juma, greased the right palms and walked away with two mutually exclusive operating certificates from the Zanzibar Maritime Authority. One allowed 250 passengers; another allowed 380. Truth was flexible as long as it was profitable. The "zombie" was certified not by seaworthiness, but by convenience. On July 18, 2012, the MV Skagit carried approximately 377 passengers more than double what it was engineered to hold alongside heavy cargo that further compromised its balance. People stood shoulder to shoulder, wedged between sacks of rice, crates, and live chickens. There was no seating and no room for error. Weather warnings were issued and ignored. The Zanzibar Maritime Authority rubber-stamped a floating coffin and pushed it into the open ocean. The captain repeatedly assured passengers there was “no problem,” even as waves slammed into the hull. The vessel listed violently once, twice, three times before physics reclaimed authority. As ceiling become the floor a Dutch tourist was head screaming, “Life jackets! Where are the life jackets?” There were none. The ferry capsized at 1:55 p.m., and survivors clung to the overturned hull for two hours as waves battered them. Some screamed until their voices dissolved into saltwater; others went silent early, conserving breath. The first rescue boats arrived at approximately 4:00 p.m. The port’s primary rescue vessel had no fuel, and backup boats had radios that did not work. Agencies argued over jurisdiction while people drowned within visible distance of land. One rescue diver later confessed quietly, “We were diving blind.” At a depth of 25 meters, they found women still holding their children’s hands. Martin was 30 years old. He was not famous; he was not powerful. He was a nurse at Aga Khan Hospital. Mary Mwangi was 26, a teacher. In 2013, a Zanzibar court convicted Said Juma and Captain Musa Mukame on manslaughter charges. It was accountability in theory. As the judge himself admitted, “How do we prosecute deaths we cannot prove?” For the families, the absence became its own form of torture. In September 2012, Mary’s mother, Consolata Mwangi, collapsed while hanging missing-person posters in a Nakuru market. The death certificate read “cardiac arrest,” but her family insists she died of something else entirely. In October 2012, Martin’s father stopped speaking for three months. Neighbors reported him sitting daily at the gate, as if listening for footsteps that would never arrive. From November we have little to report. The Indian Ocean had taken the bodies and institutions had taken responsibility and buried it. The ocean near Chumbe Island is calm now almost gentle. Fishermen say it always looks like that afterward.. innocent, unburdened. They tell stories of that it occasionally gives back, a single shoe, a waterlogged book or a bag. Things they usually throw back. The sea, after all, is not known for returning what it keeps.

On July 17, 2012, Martin Kirimi stood at the Namanga border post with his new wife, Mary Mwangi. They had married just three days earlier at Seagull Gardens, a bright Nairobi affair full of laughter. Their honeymoon had been planned with care. A ten-day escape to Zanzibar, delayed by a day for yellow fever vaccinations and mapped down to the last detail. Bus to Dar es Salaam, ferry to the island, return flights booked no risks and no shortcuts. Before boarding the DA Express bus, Martin made one last call. They had arrived safely at the border, he said. He would buy a Tanzanian SIM card in Dar es Salaam and call again once they reached Zanzibar. That promise became the final sound of Martin Kirimi and Mary Mwangi while they were still alive. The bus rolled south. By July 18, as their families in Kenya waited for the expected update, a different announcement interrupted the airwaves. The MV Skagit, a passenger ferry operating between Dar es Salaam and Zanzibar, had capsized in violent seas near Chumbe Island. The early reports were confusing......more than 150 people were feared dead, many were missing, and rescue operations were overwhelmed by the weather. Names were not yet known. The ferry had gone down on the exact day Martin and Mary were scheduled to cross to Zanzibar. For their families, the coincidence was deadly. Phones were checked obsessively and lists were scanned as hope shrank. Perhaps they had missed the ferry; perhaps they had arrived late. Perhaps, just perhaps. By the morning of July 19, the ocean began to answer. Fishermen working off Chumbe Island recovered a woman’s handbag drifting among the debris. Inside, soaked but readable, was a Kenyan passport: Mary Mwangi, 26 years old. Not far away, another item surfaced. a clear plastic sleeve containing a wedding photograph taken days earlier. Martin Kirimi stood smiling, his arm wrapped around his bride. The Indian Ocean returned what it could. There would be no phone call from Zanzibar, no honeymoon photographs, and no anniversary stories. Martin’s brother, James, flew to Tanzania and joined hundreds of other relatives gathered at a makeshift morgue in Zanzibar. James moved slowly along rows of bodies that the sea had stripped of identity, faces bloated, skin peeled back, features erased by water and time. He searched for his brother’s face, Mary’s wedding band, or any stubborn human detail that might survive the ocean. He found nothing. The ferry’s passenger manifest was an insult masquerading as documentation.... incomplete names, initials without surnames, and numbers that refused to add up. A list compiled with such negligence meant that Martin Kirimi and Mary Mwangi were not formally recorded among the passengers. On paper, they had never boarded. The bus company confirmed the couple had safely disembarked in Dar es Salaam on the evening of July 17. Then, Dar es Salaam absorbed them completely. Their hotel in Zanzibar had no record of their arrival. No check-in, no luggage, no signatures. The couple had reached the mainland and then slipped into absence, as if the journey itself had quietly erased them. As the search staggered on, a harsher truth surfaced: the MV Skagit had been allowed to kill. Originally built and operated in Washington State, USA, the ferry had been retired in 2006 after years of documented mechanical failures. American maritime authorities had been explicit in their final assessment... the vessel was unfit for open-ocean travel. Its aluminum hull was compromised, its stability questionable, and its lifespan exhausted. The restrictions were unambiguous. The Skagit could carry a maximum of 148 passengers. It could only operate in calm waters. It was forbidden from sailing more than 20 miles from shore. The Dar es Salaam Zanzibar crossing is 45 miles of open ocean.1/2 For best Kenyan History & Investigative stories follow @timothyturunga.I love telling Kenyan Stories

@SokoAnalyst Africa should not be lectured about her resources!

The reported opposition by the World Bank and the IMF to Dangote’s proposed 1.2 million-barrel-per-day refinery in East Africa raises serious questions about who really benefits when Africa remains dependent on imported refined fuel. Their stated concern is that such a refinery could create an energy monopoly. But that argument rings hollow. For decades, African oil producers have exported crude oil, watched it refined elsewhere, and then bought back finished petroleum products at a premium. European and multinational oil interests have dominated refining, trading, shipping, storage, and pricing across the continent with little objection from the same institutions now warning Africa about “monopoly risk.” Where was this concern when African countries were unable to secure financing for large-scale refineries? Where was the urgency when most African refineries remained small, undercapitalized, inefficient, or commercially uncompetitive? Where was the outrage when Nigeria’s crude was shipped to Europe, refined by global giants, and sold back into Nigeria and ECOWAS markets? It took one African industrialist, Aliko Dangote, using private capital and extraordinary risk appetite, to disrupt that broken model. Today, the Dangote Refinery is not just changing Nigeria’s fuel equation; it is forcing the world to rethink Africa’s place in the global energy value chain. So when institutions like the World Bank and IMF suddenly become anxious about African refining capacity, Africans must ask a harder question: are they worried about monopoly, or are they worried about Africa finally controlling more of its own energy future? Africa does not need lectures against scale. Africa needs capital, infrastructure, refining capacity, and value addition. The continent cannot industrialize by exporting raw materials and importing finished products forever. The real monopoly that should concern everyone is not an African-built refinery. It is the historic monopoly of external control over Africa’s resources, supply chains, pricing systems, and industrial destiny.

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Congratulations to Senegal.

@amerix Sad!

Educated fools.

@smutoro 😢😢 Then it has been reported today that Aids vaccine trials will be done here in Kenya. What a coincidence?

Mystery Deepens Over Ruto’s Alleged Quiet Trip to Dubai ⭕️ A diplomatic mystery has erupted in Kenya after an Instagram post by Italian billionaire Flavio Briatore appeared to place President Ruto in Dubai at a time when his official public schedule showed him in Kenya. ⭕️ On Wednesday, January 6, 2025, Briatore — a Formula One powerbroker and global hospitality magnate — shared a photo at his luxury venue Lion in the Sun, located inside the Mandarin Oriental Downtown, Dubai, showing him hosting President Ruto alongside international healthcare tycoon Kamel Ghribi. ⭕️ In the post, Briatore wrote: Last night welcoming with Falco at Lion in the Sun Dubai, prestigious guests, President of Kenya William Ruto and entrepreneur Kamel Ghribi ⭕️ The revelation immediately raised eyebrows in Nairobi, where no official communication had been issued confirming any foreign travel by the President at the time. Ruto’s publicly released programme and media appearances had placed him inside the country, creating a contradiction now fuelling intense speculation. ⭕️ The presence of Kamel Ghribi — a powerful global healthcare investor with interests across Africa and the Middle East — has further deepened the intrigue, especially given Kenya’s ongoing negotiations on large-scale health sector financing and hospital modernisation. ⭕️ @StateHouseKenya has so far not clarified whether the Dubai meeting was an unofficial private visit, a covert diplomatic engagement, or a scheduling discrepancy, leaving Kenyans to piece together events from social media rather than government briefings. ⭕️ As questions grow, the incident has reignited debate about transparency in presidential travel, security, and the conduct of foreign engagements — especially when such meetings involve major international financiers and policy-sensitive sectors

@DrBKhalwale @rigathi Model school indeed! Shame on them!

As they say, if you want to kill a dog, start by giving it a bad name. Listening to @rigathi with sobriety, he actually raised a valid and not tribal point. I strongly believe National Schools should reserve 30% admission slots to students from local communities. As for the use of NG-CDF by MPs and by extention devolved funds by Governors from the former Northern Frontier Districts, let us not sugarcoat anything. These leaders are the problem! Period. Look at this Kotulo Model Girls Secondary School in Mandera County..

@georgediano 😂😂

Singapoor dream is coming up thick and fast in parklands. The house on your right charges 200k per month. Then the next developer said Ní urimu & decided to assist the president in delivering the big 4 agenda, mainly affordable housing. Now fornicators who will be going for away matches in parklands won't need a parachute to exit the crime scene when things go sege mnege Mzee wa nyumba akiingia. Ni kushuka ukuta kama mjusi kafiri hadi the next block. Chesaa!!

@NoCountryHere What a shame!

Shameless; Doesn't this shot look like it's been pulled from a scene in a show filmed by child soldiers deep in the junta enclaves of the Congo forest? A 'head of state' strutting on a red carpet, dilapidated mud classrooms in the background. Everything about Ke is a nightmare.

@Wanjiru2027 Women of Gad indeed!

We have suffered at the hands of this women of gad. Mmoja turned dirty water into spring water through prayer, meingine reverend continues to support Owuor and fake miracles. I will be starting my Elite Finishing School. I invite your wives and young women to attend, where I will teach etiquette, confidence, and refined living skills ,as many new-money families are lacking suck skills,as resources are being wasted in churches unnecessarily.

😭😭So sad!

@sholard_mancity But when we raise these issues, their leaders only play victims!

I’ve been quietly following this conversation on school placement, and I think we need to slow down and think this through. Let me start by saying this clearly: every Kenyan has the right to study anywhere in this country. That should never be in question. But here’s the uncomfortable part we keep avoiding. When leaders eg in kilifi , NE etc neglect schools, misuse NG-CDF eg in nairobi, and fail to build classrooms and labs, then quietly send their students to better-run constituencies eg in kakamega or kiambu, something is wrong with the system. It ends up rewarding poor leadership, while punishing communities that sacrificed, held harambees, and invested in their schools over decades. That doesn’t sit right. I’m not for banning anyone. I’m for fixing incentives. National schools can still serve the whole country, but they should also meaningfully serve their local communities. And as you go down the school categories, local students should increasingly be prioritised. My view is about redesigning incentives: National schools should reserve a meaningful local intake (for example, ~30%), with the remaining slots allocated nationally on merit and regional balance. Extra-county and lower-category schools should prioritise local students more heavily (for example, 60-90% depending on level). Why? Because when most children study at home, leaders are forced to fix what’s broken at home. Accountability stops being theoretical. Leaders, e.g., in Kilifi, will be forced to make their schools better Integration matters. Merit matters. But so does responsibility. A serious nation designs systems that reward good leadership and expose neglect, not systems that quietly hide failure.

@ahmednasirlaw Kenya needs to be saved from vile people like you.. Hypocracy is more dangerous than whatever allegations you're trying to paint Gachagua with.. Your friend ordered Kenyan youth to be shot, maimed,abducted,& dissappeared..You&his ilk is what is ailing this country. Shameless!

@ahmednasirlaw Stop playing victim!

Who will save Kenya from the vile tribal jingoism of Hon Rigathi Gachagua? Where does he want the OTHER 45 tribes in Kenya to go to?

@Wakabando My Bro you nailed it Few MPs have used their CDF correctly while 90% treat it like their personal wallet. You asked 30% local admission , I dare say make it 40%. 60 % rest of Kenya is still a good mix.

@lynn_ngugi1 Well put.

The Mighty CONphet is no different from the politicians in this country. They use the same playbook: fear, control, manipulation, and lies. They present themselves as the only ones with answers and once they’re in, questioning them becomes a problem😳 That’s how cults are built and maintained. Not by targeting one type of person, but by creating dependency. Educated or not, successful or struggling ,once someone believes their safety, future, or purpose is tied to one individual, logic takes a back seat