Misery loves company. The resentment and belligerence is a coping mechanism. Those washed up war veterans have been slapped by reality - the men who used to toss them from bed to bed during their prime no longer find them desirable after their shelflife expired. They are physically and emotionally dented. Hitting the wall is an unpleasant experience, and menopause is knocking.
My uncle who works in the military has told me that the military and the police are with us, let's march to state house.
My aunt who works at State House has told me that chai inaonja mwarubaini.
My father at NIS has told me that top govt officials are already relocating their families abroad.
(NB: If you want a large audience, appeal to idiots.)