Should you happen to come to my village and someone randomly asks you if you support without offering any context, know that they are asking you about Riggy G’s impeachment.
You have to be as shrewd as the snake, which we call ‘the animal of down’.
At the shopping centre, in farms during weeding, in the drinking den and even at the hallowed Harold Assembly of Holy Associates (HAHA) tabernacle, we are all shaken.
A microcosm of Kenya, and a contranym par excellence, Gitegi has both those who would catch a bullet for Riggy G and those who would have shot that same bullet at him.
We read situations just like Harold reads The Bible, favourable verses without context.
Watching the debate in Parliament, Harold kept flipping like a dolphin, supporting the motion with the proponents and deciding to save the beleaguered DP with the opponents.
Tell you something about politicians? You should be as flexible as Simone Biles. Because you are not expected to do what is right, or what you consider right, but what those you serve consider right in that moment.
And Harold, the consummate politician, knows this only too well.
His congregation flips after him so it looks like a well-choreographed dance. I happen to be the only independent thinker.
Remember, Harold considers himself a top contender in the event Riggy G is sent to Tea Room for the earliest matatu to Karatina.
But for the sake of those who are still upset with Riggy G’s potential firing, he has to pretend to be gutted. When the time to take sides comes, the highest bidder will take Harold, and all his room-temperature IQ followers, with him.
Before then, if you are in my village and someone asks you if you support them, be quick to ask “What do you think?” Read the room and answer appropriately. Like the proverbial hyena, we remain at a dangerous crossroads.
Should you happen to come to my village and someone randomly asks you if you support without offering any context, know that they are asking you about Riggy G’s impeachment.
You have to be as shrewd as the snake, which we call ‘the animal of down’.
At the shopping centre, in farms during weeding, in the drinking den and even at the hallowed Harold Assembly of Holy Associates (HAHA) tabernacle, we are all shaken.
A microcosm of Kenya, and a contranym par excellence, Gitegi has both those who would catch a bullet for Riggy G and those who would have shot that same bullet at him.
We read situations just like Harold reads The Bible, favourable verses without context.
Watching the debate in Parliament, Harold kept flipping like a dolphin, supporting the motion with the proponents and deciding to save the beleaguered DP with the opponents.
Tell you something about politicians? You should be as flexible as Simone Biles. Because you are not expected to do what is right, or what you consider right, but what those you serve consider right in that moment.
And Harold, the consummate politician, knows this only too well.
His congregation flips after him so it looks like a well-choreographed dance. I happen to be the only independent thinker.
Remember, Harold considers himself a top contender in the event Riggy G is sent to Tea Room for the earliest matatu to Karatina.
But for the sake of those who are still upset with Riggy G’s potential firing, he has to pretend to be gutted. When the time to take sides comes, the highest bidder will take Harold, and all his room-temperature IQ followers, with him.
Before then, if you are in my village and someone asks you if you support them, be quick to ask “What do you think?” Read the room and answer appropriately. Like the proverbial hyena, we remain at a dangerous crossroads.
By Peter Theuri