5 out of the 6 missing protestors were dumped today early morning at Langata Road & Ngong Forest with injuries from beatings.
Davis Lichuma of Mathare SJ bado kupatikana.
😅😅😅The authority of the Court is now being openly questioned. They are even asking 'What court'. So Kenyans have a Court order that cannot be obeyed by those in 'power'. This earth is hard!
BREAKING: If this is what happens to one of Kenya's most high-profile criminal cases, what hope is there for ordinary victims?
The Shanzu Court has dismissed the sawdormiy and sexual assault case that had been filed by Bruce and the State against Mombasa County officials, citing a lack of sufficient evidence.
This comes despite the availability of video footage and medical evidence.
For those who have forgotten the case, I've attached a video below explaining everything.
This ruling will leave many Kenyans questioning how serious criminal cases are investigated and prosecuted.
Time and again, cases that begin with explosive allegations end up collapsing in court, raising fresh concerns about investigations, evidence handling, and prosecution. The ODPP and police are letting Kenyans down.
For me, this is another painful reminder of why so many people have lost confidence in parts of Kenya's criminal justice system.
Sad. Disturbing. And deeply frustrating.
Activist Bob Njagi is being held for 7 days for potential treason. He was arrested at Kitengela Matatu Stage while addressing the youth. He is under investigations for planning to overthrow the government of Kenya.
Blood needed for Dheeraj Lal Mehta
Blood group
B+
O+ or O-
Patient admited at Guru Nanak Hospital.
Please go directly to the hospital Lab.
Contact Mandeep Kenth 0722519880
She went missing last night. She was taken by someone claiming to be a family member when her mom was not around. If you see her, kindly reach out to 0115033806.
RT
Exactly 2 years ago...I know some of you will say we shouldn't post these photos anymore. But we have a history of fleeting memory syndrome. We forget so quickly.
This happened, Wadau. In broad daylight. This happened. And we mustn't forget. Nor should we turn away. It happened
"Fungua Hapa Mimi ni officer is not enough justification" to enter somebody's house in my opinion.
How can we get a legal regime where police must at least get a court order to access our homes?
@katibainstitute
The ongoing road barricades defy an existing court order. Last year, @katibainstitute obtained a conservatory order stopping this unconstitutional practice. Yesterday's State statement never mentioned road barricades.
The State must obey court orders.
@NoraMbagathi
Story
I had a female cousin who loved fighting when we were young. It was incredibly easy to provoke her into a fight. She was my favourite cousin because she always protected me from bullies. In school, she was the one most likely to fight on closing day. She did not discriminate; whether you were a boy or a girl, you could catch those hands.
However, our friendship did not come without consequences. Hanging out with her always got me into trouble.
One day, when I was in Form One, she came home in the evening while I was resting and asked me to accompany her to meet a friend. The friend lived four villages away in a place called Sitendi Mawe.
Sitendi Mawe was a village where children rarely completed school. It produced some of the most violent goons and the most dedicated petty thieves in the area. The young men there loved attending disco matangas and picking fights with boys from other villages. They smoked bhang like no one's business. We feared them.
I frowned the moment I heard where we were going, but my cousin assured me of protection.
When we arrived, she whistled and beckoned her friend. The girl came over to the road, and the two started talking. After a while, they took a short stroll together. I noticed that as soon as they had gained a reasonable distance from me, the conversation turned into an argument.
Then, out of nowhere, my cousin unleashed her inborn taekwondo skills and started beating the living daylights out of the girl. The girl screamed at the top of her lungs.
Within moments, her brothers and cousins came running from neighboring homesteads. All I heard was my cousin shouting at me to start running.
Before I had even regained my composure, she had already sprinted past me and was several metres ahead. About five scary-looking young men came charging after us. I immediately recognised one of them. He was a young man who was expelled from my primary school for stealing maize from the school farm and selling it as mahindi choma at Buyofu Market. By Class Six, he was already a father of two. Two years after expulsion, he was a father of four children and had two wives.
I ran. My cousin was long gone. She was very athletic. Every second, those boys closed the gap between us. When I realized they were about to catch me, I made a decision and dove into a nearby sugarcane plantation. I ran through the field until I emerged on the other side.
I had lost them. Unfortunately, the sugarcane leaves had sliced me all over. My body felt as though I had survived a knife fight with each sugarcane plant.
When I finally got home, I found my cousin already seated there, completely unbothered, as though she had not almost caused my demise.
I asked her why she had beaten her friend. "She stole my boyfriend," she replied. I stared at her in disbelief. We had nearly died because of a boyfriend.
My cousin shrugged. "She had the energy to steal boyfriends," she said, "but she couldn't fight? I am not yet done with her."