Meanwhile in DC watu wa embassy supported by @roselinenjogu have set up a private Huduma Kenya so that they can charge for services that the consulate is supposed to offer for free.
E-Citizen Fees To Double:
The cost of accessing government services is set for a major overhaul as the State moves to double the controversial e-Citizen convenience fee.
#NTVTonight@Ben_Kitili
About this picture.
Those who don't know me personally, I went to Alliance High School.
Ensure Kingeero villagers don't see this post.
I did not go to Alliance.
I went to Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy the neighboring school to Alliance.
Before you say anything, our uniform was exactly like Alliance. This was not our fault.
Whoever designed that uniform had a vision and we were simply the beneficiaries of that vision.
The entire village of Kingeero believe I am an Alliance man.
I do not correct them.
Not once.
Every year Kenyan high schools would gather for science competitions and present innovations and ideas that were meant to demonstrate the intellectual future of Kenya.
Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy would attend every year.
Every year we would be eliminated at the zonal level.
We would pack our bad ideas, travel to the zone, present whatever we had assembled and return to school the same day with nothing but the experience and some githeri if they had fed us.
Then in Form 3 God intervened in the specific form of a transfer student.
Buchaa.
Buchaa came from Friends School Kamusinga with a science idea so powerful it bypassed the zone, bypassed the region and took Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy all the way to the National Science Congress.
At State House Girls High School.
Nairobi.
I want to be honest with you about my priorities at the National Science Congress.
The science was not my priority.
My priority was that I was now in Nairobi, in a national competition, surrounded by girls from schools I had only seen in newspapers.
This was my moment.
That is where I met her.
Linet Kimani.
Linet Kimani was everything I had been specifically requesting from Jehovah in my evening prayers.
Everything.
She was stunning.
She was the school head girl.
Straight A student.
Her English hit every consonant with the precision of a BBC presenter.
Mine, fresh from Kingeero via Mai ya Ihii, was doing its best.
We hit it off immediately.
When she asked my name I said George Njoroge with the full confidence of an Alliance man.
When she asked my school I gave her the P.O. Box of Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy.
I did not explicitly mention it was not Alliance.
She did not explicitly ask.
We began writing letters.
This was before mobile phones.
Letters were the technology.
You wrote. You waited. You wrote again.
The anticipation was the entire relationship.
Linet and I wrote for months.
The letters were long. They were detailed.
They were the correspondence of two young people completely in first love.
She was writing to an Alliance man.
This arrangement worked beautifully for several months until the day it didn't.
I don't know exactly how she found out.
I only know that her final letter arrived.
Hard.
Strong.
Precise.
The English in that letter hit every consonant harder than any previous letter had.
She wanted her picture back.
Now.
Here is where I need you to understand something about the boys of Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy.
These were loyal men.
Men of character.
Men who understood that when one of their own was in a crisis of this magnitude, you did not ask questions.
You simply mobilized.
I walked into my classroom.
I explained the situation.
Without hesitation, without judgment, without a single unnecessary word, my boys reached into their desks, their bags, their wallets and produced fifteen photographs.
Fifteen.
Pictures they had collected from various girls over various years through various means that I did not investigate.
I sat down and wrote Linet Kimani her final letter.
"Dear Linet Kimani,
I am not sure which Linet you are but please find attached fifteen photographs.
Kindly identify yourself amongst the fifteen, return the remaining fourteen, and keep the one that is you as a parting gift.
Goodbye."
I want you to know that I have never heard from Linet Kimani again.
It's 2026, the year when the world is celebrating moon exploration but in Kenya, a woman went to a government hospital for a cesarean section.
The doctors operated her using phone torches.
Phone torches!!! In 2026!
The same light you use to find your slippers at night was used to open a human being and retrieve a baby.
This is not a third world joke. This is a first class government failure.
KNH oxygen plant is not functioning. Patients are breathing on prayer and goodwill. The nurses who are supposed to help them are on strike because the government has been deducting their salaries for reasons it has not explained and does not intend to.
So to summarise.
No oxygen. No nurses. No light. Phone torch surgery.
But the government communications budget is fully funded. Enough to pay bloggers five hundred shillings each to come online and explain why this is actually fine.
Five hundred shillings to defend a government that cannot keep the lights on in an operating theater.
Another one was cut open under a phone torch and lived to tell it.
Many others did not get to tell theirs.
The online goons are typing defenses right now.
For five hundred shillings.
Less than the cost of a proper torch.
The Good Wife said "a government that operates by phone light has no business asking for taxes by daylight."
@JoelJirane have your flowers while still alive for being bold enough to speak of the rot in the health sector. I believe this is just a tip of the ice berg.
Dismas wa Tabu. Dreaming in installments. Billed in full.
@kachwanya@DrKanyuira I just paid $4 for a gallon which is 3.7litres. So we are at KES 135 per liter. Before it was $2.65 which was KES 89 per liter. Sales tax here is usually cents. So if it’s $4 at the pump you’ll probably pay max $4.30 when they add tax.
Happy International Women’s Day!!
A line from Rūmī keeps coming to mind today: “Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.”
That is what women have always done for each other.
Right now many of those flames are around technology and AI. Women are learning the tools, building businesses, and creating opportunities that did not exist before.
If you are exploring AI, invite another woman into the journey.
Empowered women empower women.
#InternationalWomensDay #WomenInAI
#WomenInTech
The wild thing about this Nairobi/Kenya flooding, is that not a drop of that water will be harvested. Not a single drop.
Which means, in a few months, we will be back on the drought, dry asf, water scarcity, dry taps cycle.
SingaPathetic 😩
Siku ingine maandamano ikiwa don't act like you're too cool for the streets.If you don't get carried away by floods, you'll need a new engine or go broke because of medical expenses.
Bad governance will not spare you beloved!!! Let's be guided accordingly.
Sijafurahia kabisa hii story. It ruined my day. Ruined my whole day. WDYM people drowned in their homes and vehicles 😭 I’m so upset by this.
Jail. Do you hear me? JAIL. Every LAST ONE OF THEM.
And to those who told us ‘Maandamano is disruptive’
See? See?
We were not foolish to disrupt.
Hasn’t this government disrupted your lives? Your children’s education? Your income? Your Salaries? Your healthcare? Your access to places?
What haven’t they touched?
Sisi we asked for only one day a week.
MOJA TU.