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#NoPainnoGain.

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After long wait ,we have a; controlled presidential candidate for under one n years to couple up~edwin sifuna

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@Weeleey6 Mən.loolkml

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@georgediano Lplpo

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Wanakatoliki don't stream..like live I'm looking forward

[𝐉!𝐌𝐌𝐘 🔰 @kafangi]

Before Pastor Ezekiel, prophet Owuor, Pastor ng'ang'a kulikuwa na mtu alikuwa anaitwa Pastor Pius muiru, ungeingia kwa nyumba unapata familia mzima imeguza radio ndio upako wa Bwana uingie kila mtu, religion is a scam buana, he then tried politics and failed terribly, after hapo sijui alienda wapi

[Dwight Shrewd. @Limorio_]

“Mwathani agoochwo siku zombo”

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Nani ako na miba yangu/watoto. Ki made a million from nas100 .

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Mko

[sedang @didepancangkir]

If your company issues this laptop you don’t have to worry about layoffs.

[Sullivan @mfsvlly]

Saa zingine unaketi chini and it dawns on you that you have never been loved right a day in your life. All you do is live na words of affirmation ulipewa na malaya 7 years ago when you could afford to buy some action. Unatoa viatu unaangalia Mt. Kenya unaomba Mungu akuonee huruma

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@_MtuTano Huko ni wapi

[Timothy Turunga @timothyturunga]

The professor loved good food, fine suits, and quiet company this three luxuries that politics rarely allowed. But on February 13, 1990, his lunch carried both spices and death. And it happened in his favorite Indian meal at an exclusive restaurant in Muthaiga

They say betrayal doesn’t always come with a gun; sometimes, it comes garnished with coriander and served warm on a porcelain plate. Professor George Saitoti, Kenya’s most loyal Vice-President, ate it unsuspectingly and history took a dark turn.

What he didn’t know was that the night before, Dr. Robert Ouko, his Cabinet colleague and friend, had been murdered, burnt, and dumped in Koru’s Got Alila. And now no one noticed when the country’s second most powerful man started collapsing from his own slow death.

President Moi later murmured, almost like a man confessing to God after mass, that “those who killed Ouko also poisoned Saitoti.”

In politics, Saitoti was the quiet sheep in a pen full of wolves. He trusted only three men Michael ole Tanju, Joshua Tonkei, and a mysterious figure known in Kajiado as “Sultan”, who guarded him like a bodyguard and prophet combined. Even his chapati needed their clearance before it reached his plate.

His only outside confidant? A certain young businessman called Jimi Wanjigi whose political shadow was just beginning to stretch across Kenya’s skyline. After the poisoning, Saitoti swore never to eat outside again unless it was at Kwacha House, under Wanjigi’s discreet watch.

For months, the Vice-President was treated secretly in his Lavington home, his skin peeling, his breath weak. The family feared the killers might finish what the soup had started. No newspaper wrote it, in those days, some deaths were not allowed to trend.

Saitoti had already stepped deep into the Goldenberg swamp, a shiny scandal that blinded even the clever. Kamlesh Pattni played the mask, but Saitoti was the mathematician who approved the equation.

He had solved for x and found that x = survival.

To stay alive politically, he sang Moi’s praises like hymns in a burning church. He was loyal not out of love, but out of fear

But Moi was a man who loved drama. In March 2002, during the grand Kanu-NDP merger, Saitoti walked into Kasarani expecting a crown only to discover that his name had been erased from the list like a sinner’s in Revelation.

When he protested, Moi thundered: “Kinyu, Professor! If your name is not there, it is not there!”

The crowd went silent. Power had spoken, and it spoke with cruelty.

Humiliated but burning with dignity, he took the microphone and delivered his immortal line:

“There comes a time when the nation is more important than an individual.”

Those who heard him that day say he looked like a man who had just seen the future and it wasn’t his.

From that day, he knew Moi’s prophecy: “Friendship and leadership are different things.” It was the softest way to tell a man that his dreams were dead.

Saitoti eventually broke ranks, joined Kibaki, and helped bring the Nyayo era to its knees. But fate wasn’t done with him. The man who had survived poison would later perish in a helicopter crash.

HIstory documents that 'the system' lives on, sipping tea, unbothered. When we get time we shall tell his death story maybe tomorrow...

For more #HistoryKE follow @timothyturunga

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@mischavdburg DevOps

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https://t.co/JbRxwZdVSr

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@KE_MrBlack The floods were regional

[Polly Agrawal @pollyagrawal]

Sam Altman just went on Theo Von's podcast and revealed the wildest AI predictions I've ever heard.

But here's what shocked me:

Instead of terrifying me, they actually made me LESS afraid of the future.

Here are the 7 predictions that changed my mind:🧵

[🅰🅵🆈🅰🅲🅴🅽🆃🆁🅴🅲🆁🅴🆆🇰🇪 @AfyaCentreCrew]

In Mwea, a pickup of tomatoes is retailing at Kshs. 1400,canter at 2K and a lorry at 3K. Cows are running away when they see someone carrying a sack. Then, when someone stands in an empowerment nonsense meeting, he's singing to them about how they need the avoidable housing.

[Lawrence Kitema @lawrencekitema]

Wait, why do parents like putting things in boys' rooms? Like a cement bags, wheelbarrow, charcoal, a newborn calf, spade, etc.? 😔

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This world's owes the economy worldwide 217t dollars in debt.and tben