Today in history: 22rd Aug 1978

Aviator

Elder Lister
A tyrant died. It was the beginning of freedom.
Koigi wa Wamwere's take on Jomo Kenyatta


Indeed I grew up hero-worshipping Kenyatta as the Moses of black people who would rescue Africans from the Egypt of white colonialism and deliver them to the Promised Land of freedom and independence. To many Africans, the name Kenyatta was synonymous with the word freedom.

Later in life, after meeting Jaramogi Oginga Odinga I learnt that for playing contradictory roles in history, Kenyatta had more than one personality.

When fighting for independence, Kenyatta was a freedom fighter and a hero of Africans everywhere. When he became President and turned his back against freedom and democracy, he became a king, dictator for life and an anti-hero of downtrodden Kenyans.

During the struggle for freedom, Kenyatta was my personal hero who symbolised all the good that I valued. To hear him and other freedom fighters like Mboya, Odinga and Kaggia speak, at the tender age of 12 and 13 years, I would travel 30 kilometres from our forest village Rugongo to Nakuru town barefoot.

But when Kenyatta became President, instead of creating democracy and promoting freedom, he championed one party, one man rule.

Indeed, the person who had symbolised everything good that I dreamt of, Kenyatta became a traitor of freedom and democracy.

Yes, the person whose freedom had become the dream of my life became my detainer and arch enemy of my personal freedom. As a champion of dictatorship, he also became the enemy of the nation, freedom and democracy.

After independence, it was tragic that instead of Kenyatta creating democracy for Kenya, he terrorised Kenyans with dictatorship.
 
A tyrant died. It was the beginning of freedom.
Koigi wa Wamwere's take on Jomo Kenyatta


Indeed I grew up hero-worshipping Kenyatta as the Moses of black people who would rescue Africans from the Egypt of white colonialism and deliver them to the Promised Land of freedom and independence. To many Africans, the name Kenyatta was synonymous with the word freedom.

Later in life, after meeting Jaramogi Oginga Odinga I learnt that for playing contradictory roles in history, Kenyatta had more than one personality.

When fighting for independence, Kenyatta was a freedom fighter and a hero of Africans everywhere. When he became President and turned his back against freedom and democracy, he became a king, dictator for life and an anti-hero of downtrodden Kenyans.

During the struggle for freedom, Kenyatta was my personal hero who symbolised all the good that I valued. To hear him and other freedom fighters like Mboya, Odinga and Kaggia speak, at the tender age of 12 and 13 years, I would travel 30 kilometres from our forest village Rugongo to Nakuru town barefoot.

But when Kenyatta became President, instead of creating democracy and promoting freedom, he championed one party, one man rule.

Indeed, the person who had symbolised everything good that I dreamt of, Kenyatta became a traitor of freedom and democracy.

Yes, the person whose freedom had become the dream of my life became my detainer and arch enemy of my personal freedom. As a champion of dictatorship, he also became the enemy of the nation, freedom and democracy.

After independence, it was tragic that instead of Kenyatta creating democracy for Kenya, he terrorised Kenyans with dictatorship.
When we told my late grandma that kenyatta was dead she said.... thìei nakuo tututu tutu ! Kinyatta ndangikua !
May their souls rest in peace.
 
Growing up, there was a shop in the neighbourhood that had a small hanging of him holding a whisk with the caption 'Mutongoria Njamba'. Now having learnt history, I am disillusioned if we should revere him as a liberator or abhor him as a traitor.
 
A tyrant died. It was the beginning of freedom.
Koigi wa Wamwere's take on Jomo Kenyatta


Indeed I grew up hero-worshipping Kenyatta as the Moses of black people who would rescue Africans from the Egypt of white colonialism and deliver them to the Promised Land of freedom and independence. To many Africans, the name Kenyatta was synonymous with the word freedom.

Later in life, after meeting Jaramogi Oginga Odinga I learnt that for playing contradictory roles in history, Kenyatta had more than one personality.

When fighting for independence, Kenyatta was a freedom fighter and a hero of Africans everywhere. When he became President and turned his back against freedom and democracy, he became a king, dictator for life and an anti-hero of downtrodden Kenyans.

During the struggle for freedom, Kenyatta was my personal hero who symbolised all the good that I valued. To hear him and other freedom fighters like Mboya, Odinga and Kaggia speak, at the tender age of 12 and 13 years, I would travel 30 kilometres from our forest village Rugongo to Nakuru town barefoot.

But when Kenyatta became President, instead of creating democracy and promoting freedom, he championed one party, one man rule.

Indeed, the person who had symbolised everything good that I dreamt of, Kenyatta became a traitor of freedom and democracy.

Yes, the person whose freedom had become the dream of my life became my detainer and arch enemy of my personal freedom. As a champion of dictatorship, he also became the enemy of the nation, freedom and democracy.

After independence, it was tragic that instead of Kenyatta creating democracy for Kenya, he terrorised Kenyans with dictatorship.
This populist, revisionist bullcrap will never erase the fact that Jomo Kenyatta was, and still is, one of the greatest African leaders to have ever lived. This is a man who went to the LSE when others were wearing skins and FERKING 10-year olds as wives and wrote the iconic book, Facing My Kenya.

It was Jomo who steered Kenya delicately during the Cold War, ensuring the country did not become a coup-plagued shithole like say Nigeria or Uganda, which the British called the Pearl of Africa.

It was Jomo who steered this economy at a fast 6-7 PC GDP growth, inspiring the world so much that the entire UN voted to have it's third HQ in Africa, of all places, in Nairobi.

And it was Jomo who led this country, for those of us who were there, in a way that education, health and other social services were free or affordable. Nairobi was spotless.

I like giving the pedestrian example of what Jomo's rule was like with Buru Buru estate. Visit there and find who the original owners of the houses were. They reflected the true face of Kenya. Why? Because - and this will come as a shock to many entitled little shits posting BS from their singo mathas' bedsitters - Jomo's gavament used a lottery operated from a huge computer at Herufi House to allocate the houses! Everybody who applied had a fair chance to win!

But I protesteth too much. Enjoy the political stability of Africa's largest and most stable non-mineral economy as you besmirch those who built the country's foundations. Were they angels? No. Were they perfect? Absolutely not.

But if you are so disappointed, vote with your feet. Emigrate to Somalia. Or Burundi. Or Congo. Or Mozambique. Or Nigeria. Or Chad. Or...you get the drift asshole (and this does not refer to Aviator, it is collective)?
 
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