sexier.That is why high heels are always loved by

women.

If you would like to have a look at the high heel

styles of the brand Christian Louboutin, Jimmy Choo,

etc, you could link to:
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Secondly — to remind everybody that we are all passing guests on this planet (kenay included). The stuff that we are now busy grabbing, hating and killing one another — will not matter to the majority players — a hundred years from today.

Therefore — let us walk and talk walk circumspectly around Kenyan politics. community.

“The crimes of Nazism are not the crimes of one nation. Cruelty, a taste for violence, the religion of force, ferocious racialism (…read “tribalism”), are not the prerogative of a period or of a people. They are of all ages and of all countries.
They have biological and psychological bases which it is by no means certain that we shall escape again.
The human being is a dangerous wild animal. In normal periods his evil instincts remain in the background, held in check by the conventions, habits, laws and criteria of civilization, but let a regime come which not only liberates these terrible impulses but makes a virtue out of them, then from the depths of time the snout of the beast reappears, tears aside the slender disguise imposed by civilization and howls the death-cries of forgotten ages…”

We all know deep in our hearts what is happening (…i presume…). For me, the saddest thing is the poison, the arrogance, the carelessness with which we are still handling each other with, the ignorance still, that is the aftermath of this whole episode.

the problem with MANY Kenyans is that “they” are “all” politcians who don’t run for political seats but run their mouths instead.

i read of a firm called inncor in Zimbabwe which was making profits even during their political crisis.their secret; mind your own business.

that’s my resolve..

we all know that our leaders suck!!!!! in more ways than one. but this is our generation, this is our time and we know better. so we ought to do better. yet we sit comfortably every friday night eagerly anticipating kukuru kakara and other political satires without realizing that like hyenas laughing excitedly amid the frenzy of a kill, we are slowly chewing our own feet.

politics isn’t just a laughing matter. this people are responsible for our futures and the generations to come. its time we stepped up. we can no longer afford to point fingers at others and wallow in tribalism. come one Kenyans, we can do better than this.

We chose the current leaders, and if they are cowardly, shortsighted, greedy, callous and small, it is says something about our current moral and social fabric.

I am a Luo.

I don’t think we need a redeemer, and even if he came I doubt if we would give him a chance or listen to him. The first thing we will ask is, what tribe is he? The redeemer is within ourselves. How can you convince a prejudice person to love his neighbor again by use words only, anyway? We have been looking for the redeemer in the wrong places.

I am really SAD, reading through this article filled me with a lot of grief. Because I see my people are stupid… and ignorant.. and we keep passing it over to the next generation, and that generation embraces it tightly.

You never know how black you are until you find yourself in a room full of white people. I am “black” and I have once in a while found myself in a room full of “white” folks. Just because I am Luo, I have been discriminated against.

If you want to hate me because of my tribe, hate me! I have no apologies to make. But I will NOT allow myself to be like them! I will NOT be that much ignorant and stupid. I WILL always be Luo, I can’t change that. But I am a Human being, a decent one.

God Bless Us All.

For anyone who might not understand sheng;

Msapere:

usually a short, often pot-bellied, spindly-legged, coarse-haired (if not slightly balding), big-headed (both literally and figuratively), foul-mouthed, sexually delusional, needlessly quarrelsome and opinionated species most probably raised on (un)healthy po(r)tions of boiled potatoes, boiled maize and occasionally beans, turungi (or strungi, obviously a corruption of ‘strong tea’; an indescribable brown sugary watery ‘brew’ masquerading as tea), proudly refer to themselves as son-of-(enter domineering mother’s name here), or son of soil, claim to “hail from the Langes of ambandares”, or “the sropes of maunti kirinyaga”, fiercely chauvinistic specimen that displays an unhealthy, often unconscionable attention to matters pertaining coins, notes and/or any other forms of legal tender.

Seldom observed putting hands in their own pockets…
no matter how cold…

Also known as Mt. Kenya Mafia, Kikuyu, Mugikuyu, Agikuyu, (also other derivations of the parent word “gikuyu” applicable, or just use your xenophobic term of choice)

DIISCLAIMER;
This writer bears a first hand experience of all these and other pure msapereic symptoms.

Now, for decades WE have been trying to convince everyone else that for this country to prosper (this country that WE single handedly wrestled from the oppressors while everyone else was herding or fishing), it is in their best interests that they leave all matters regarding the governing and other day to day BUSINESS of running it in our….mmmh….dextrous hands.

Because we KNOW, and now you do.

Word of the day;
Sapience;
is the ability of an organism or entity to act with judgment. Judgment is a mental facility that is a particular form of intelligence or may be considered
an additional facility, above intelligence, with
its own properties.

The word sapience is derived from the Latin verb
“sapere”…..It is generally interpreted in the
English-speaking world as meaning to be wise, and
The present participle forms part of Homo sapiens, the
Latin binomial nomenclature created by Carolus Linnaeus to describe the human species.

And if you don’t believe look it up (and don’t just google like i did, that is not research!)

If you have a better theory as to how WE came to be referred to as msapere (ngeli ya M-Wa), then let me know. Otherwise I’m sticking with my aloof delusional explanation of the origin of this word, an origin so malleable that it gives me the ‘divine’ right to continue the plunder on this country, the thuggery over it’s poor citizens, the swashbuckling among the ‘natives’, the suave superior Aryan-like attitude that gives me the right to nyanyasa (kunyanyasa, kunyanyaswa, kunyaswana, kunyanyasa nyanyasa) u and your people, and our peoples’s people.

And I do it Bila shame!
Without even a court hearing or a Waki report, or even a panel to investigate the tribunal that looked into the commission that examined the evidence presented by the prosecutor of such cases as of the andre pintos, the oukos, the JMs or the Tom ‘airlift’ Mboyas…

Yours, bona fide..
Gitahi wa Wangui.