It is important to live in the realization that one can be skilled, talented, educated, and have a great calling but still fail if they are not spiritually healthy. Every great work of God begins with Him working on an individual.
Women weaponize words like men weaponize fists.
Social media is their battlefield.
Every post is a dagger wrapped in a compliment.
Every comment is bait to spark envy.
They compete for likes, validation, attention..not peace.
They stalk each other’s profiles just to feel superior for a moment.
They post for men but aim their barbs at women.
Friendships are alliances of convenience until the jealousy boils over.
The prettier friend becomes the enemy.
The happier friend becomes the target.
The more successful friend becomes the villain.
It’s not unity.
It’s silent war in high definition.
And the blood they spill is each other’s reputation.
Understand this and you’ll never believe the “sisterhood” lie again.
Five people boarded a Tuktuk in Malindi, unaware it was their final ride.
Minutes later, they were forced out, shot and killed.
Police claim they were criminals; no weapons were found or any prior records produced.
The Tuktuk massacre #MurderTapesNTV
Watch: https://t.co/8Ahx85PPt7
Today, we pay tribute to the brave men and women who, 62 years ago, declared Kenya’s readiness for self-governance. Their courage, unity, and sacrifice laid the foundation for the freedoms we enjoy today and continue to admire in the Kenyan spirit.
But as we honor their legacy, we must ask ourselves, Is this the Kenya they envisioned? Is this the Kenya we deserve? Or can we rise to something greater?
We must reclaim the freedom our forefathers fought for a freedom rooted in justice, dignity, and equal opportunity for all. And we must boldly condemn the ways in which we, whether as a society or through leadership, sometimes turn around and deny that very freedom to our own people through oppression, the silencing of dissent, or unjust systems that betray the promises of independence.
As we reflect on the journey of our nation, let this be more than a commemoration. Let it be a renewed commitment to safeguarding the rights and freedoms of every Kenyan, and to holding any government accountable when it fails to serve its people.
Most professors are dumb.
Kenyan professors reason like village goats;
• They innovate nothing.
• They manufacture nothing.
• They solve nothing.
• They regurgitate outdated information.
• They strut from one place to another with hubris, reminding everyone that they are professors.
Those who teach in universities are dick-driven soy men who sleep with their female students in exchange for free marks.
Why, for example, would a professor of medicine be obese? Do you mean he doesn't know that obesity is preventable?
What is this professor teaching?
Why, for example, would a law professor support the deliberate violation of the Constitution?
Professors are not supposed to run for political seats. They are supposed to be in the university teaching.
Professors who work for governments are crooks who mislead government policies to steal taxes.
If you listen to most professors speak, you will be disappointed at the depth of their ignorance.
If you ask them questions that they can't answer, they will remind you that they are professors from an IVY league university with X, Y, and Z academic achievements.
Listen to me, you professors,
Your title is useless.
That is for your grandmother's happiness.
Your knowledge is useless.
What is useful is your wisdom.
Wisdom is the application of knowledge.
Most of you lack wisdom.
People can't match your knowledge with your practical application of it.
You are dumb.
— dumber than the Himalayan rock.
Educated fools.
CHANGE or PERISH.
#BetterTogether
BREAKING NEWS
Another banger from LSK president Faith Odhiambo.
"There is no URGENCY in impeaching #DeputyPresident Rigathi Gachagua "
Anywhere must it be tonight?
State House
Mama I made it!
I occupied Parliament
Remember the #occupyParliament demonstrations?
But tell daddy I’m sorry
I won’t come home tonight
Not because I’m spending at a friends’. No!
Not because I’m among the injured.
No!
Nor because I was abducted as they have to most of us.
That would have been better
I’m in a cold dark place called the morgue Mama
I know daddy will be angry why I wore his shoes
I had to, I know they are bigger but I had to
Otherwise no one could have.
I know he will complain that I have read too much political novels
Please don’t let him blame Animal Farm,
Don’t let him blame Kidagaa Kimemwozea,
Don’t let him blame Tumbo Lisiloshiba,
Don’t let him blame Kifo Kisimani,
Don’t let him blame Mstahiki Meya,
Or Parliament of Owls
They can’t be blamed.
I did it for Our country.
They hailed us for being fearless Mama!
They called it an historic moment; actually unprecedented.
Did you watch the news?
All over the country thousands of us matched forward, wearing mostly black,
chanting slogans and singing revolutionary songs.
They call us GenZ Mama.
Some Mpigs say we have watched too much Netflix and we eat KFC.
Sorry for the spelling mistakes Mama,
I meant MPs.
Did you see how we sang ‘Kudade’ with Mc Gogo?
Did you see how Juliani turned up and we sang ‘Utawala’?
That song you call ‘Nikoo njaa siwezi karanga’?
Did you hear us sing ‘Tujiangalie’by Sauti Sol?
Have you seen King Kaka’s ‘ Wanataka Kutumaliza’?
Did you see how Mulamwah gave us Tea and Mandazi?
Have you seen all the comedians, Content creators and influencers?
I told you it will be Big Mama!
We matched forward Mama Slowly and peacefully Like you told me
We said we were peaceful
They rattled us with teargas and water canons Mama
We coughed, cried and chocked to the smoke but still matched on
We matched amidst the sting of that pink water they sprayed on us with those beastly vehicles
But nothing was more painful than hearing them pass that draconian punitive Bill Mama.
Remember how you used to forcefully give us porridge by locking us between your legs, pinching our noses then pouring a tone of porridge in our forcibly opened mouth?
Leaving us with two choices; swallowing or choking to death?
That’s what they did to us yesterday Mama
But unlike in the past, today’s child chose the latter; death!
We approached the parliament as promised.
We eventually occupied Parliament Mama
Albeit briefly.
The wall gave in and we entered.
I’m sorry I did not taste the rice
As some did Mama
All I tasted was the bullets Mama
They sprayed me with bullets Mama,
That’s why i won’t come home.
My battle is over Mama
But not the revolutionary war.
If i die for this, I am ready. If they take me, I am ready! I have not even been sleeping in my own house because of being tracked and threatened so am i really living?
The high taxes? Are we living?
Come on come all
#RejectFinanceBill2024#TotalShutdownKe#OccupyParliament
HOW FAT MEN eat:
MORNING:
- a cup of warm water with lemon ( "it will melt the fats")
- A cup of milk tea with honey (" Honey is healthy than sugar")
- Brown bread ("Brown is safe")
- Blueband
- Jam & mameloid ( "I need vitamins")
- Sausage
- A fruit (" fruits are natural")
Then, he gets into a vehicle to work, uses a lift, then sits on his desk
MID-MORNING:
- He is yawning like a mongoose
- A cup of milk tea with sugar
- A chapati
- Biscuits
- Apple
LUNCHTIME:
- He is yawning like a mongoose.
- 3 chapatis
- Beans ("They said beans are proteins")
- Hot water with lemon ("Lemon will melt fats")
- A cold 500Ml Coca-cola to "quench thirst."
EVENING:
- At Java
- A cup of useless processed Nescafe coffee
- Biscuits
-Cake ("I need glucose, I am tired")
- Buys pizza at Pizza Inn
SUPPER:
- Rice
- meat
- cabbage
- Yawns like a mongoose ( "I ate a blanced diet.)
BEDTIME:
- A piece of pizza
- A cup of tea
- Swallows antacid ( "I have a heartburn")
- Fails to have an erection. Ejaculates within a minute.
- Sleeps. Snores. Farts.
FAT people are addicted to food.
Then, when you tell him to unfat, he says, "My genes are fat."
You either change or perish.
UNFAT
#FoodFriday