On the wall directly opposite the door, above a fireless fireplace, is a china plate embedded with the ubiquitous image of Dedan Kimathi. He lies stiffly on what appears to be a makeshift stretch...
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I draw in a long, nervous breath. This is New York. I expect to be, well... intimidated. Although, enroute, the dilapidation, the trash littered along the highway, humanized it. Shrank it from ...
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The Guardian has an article on the recent tidal wave of books breaking violently against the God domain. There's the God Delusion, by Richard Dawkins, End of Faith by Sam Harris, and most recen...
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I got this link in the mail, and I felt a little guilty as I've been skirting around the news of the outbreak of violence in the DRCongo, somewhat reluctant to write about it because the thought...
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A NEW BEGINNING? Kibaki’s inaugural declaration: “corruption will now cease to be a way of life in Kenya” made to roaring applause one hot December day at the tail end of a dramatic ele...
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I spent a decent chunk of last week skirting around, hovering above and peering into the subject of calculated self-interest. While I was at it, and, perhaps because my antennae were up, I stumb...
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Does the world need an Arms Trade Treaty? There is no doubt in my mind that Africa does, and because Africa does, the world does. In fact, if I had it my way, we would set in place an effe...
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So this slackvitist has rocked off her chair, donned her bright red bata moccasins and made the trek across seven time zones to New York to participate in a series of events around the Arms Trad...
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I’ve been pro-Obama in the US presidential race. I will continue to be overwhelmingly pro-Obama. Not that it matters, of course, because I do not have the right to vote in the upcoming electio...
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I salute what David Kobia is trying to do with I HAVE NO TRIBE . He has catalysed a useful discussion, especially in the wake of what I hear the Mashada forums had deteriorated to. To be Keny...
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I had a meltdown of sorts on Sunday. The friend who received my frantic, gibberish, melodramatic text message that sent her into her own spiral of panic will attest to this. All these days, eve...
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I’m back to my 8 to whenever the work is done gig which means that, most of the time, I am preoccupied with any number of things. This is both a good thing and a bad thing. It is a good thi...
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I’ve woken up to war cries outside my window. Kibera has poured out into our neighbourhood, one rival group hunting down another, sticks and stones in hand. Cries of war rent the air. The mob...
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