Innocent

Nobody hates Ruto more than me facts.

Who is this mzungu guy selling tea and Mandazi around Iten town? I hope he has a work permit to do this.

Good afternoon patriots. Here is one of the most painful doses of anger that I am delivering. It pains a lot because I have to administer it knowing that our being as citizens matters less to the political class. So a mother and her son drowned crossing a bridge in Uasin Gishu. Ten Kenyans have died from rains across different parts of the country. Every year the rains come. Every year the bridges flood. Every year Kenyans die crossing the same broken infrastructure. And every year the government is surprised. Meanwhile the President, the man whose government is constitutionally responsible for every one of those broken bridges, was busy this week expressing a different kind of grief entirely. Not for the dead. For the unregistered. His people, he lamented, have let him down by not registering as voters for his 2027 re-election bid. That is what is keeping William Ruto up at night. Not the bodies. The ballot numbers. Ten people died in floods and the President's emergency is voter registration. A mother and child drowned on a bridge that needed fixing and the President's wound is insufficient political loyalty from his own community. This is the clearest possible picture of what Kenyans are worth to this government. You are not a citizen to be protected. You are a voter to be mobilised. Your bridge does not matter until it can be commissioned at a rally. Your death does not register until it can be blamed on the opposition. They will not resign. They will issue a condolence in passive voice, return to the campaign, and ask for your vote on a road they never repaired. This is not a natural disaster. This is a policy decision with a body count. And the President is annoyed you haven't registered to reward him for it. Stay angry and beat the hell out of politicians because they care less about us. Dismas wa Tabu. Dreaming in installments. Billed in full.