@citizentvkenya The devil is always in the details 💯
“It should make phones cheaper” is politician language for “trust us bro.” Assumptions are not guarantees. 📱
@ShadrackOt938@wambuijoan2024 Huyo jamaa akikuja na camera si memories anacapture 😁ni last sightings💀 from hapo ni direct appointment na Azrael, no reschedule.
Duale was caught with his hands deep in the SHA till, siphoning money meant for the sick and the dying He didn’t run to court, he didn’t resign, he didn’t explain , he simply disabled the ministry’s health facility portal, the very system that exposed the fake hospitals and fraudulent payments. That, ladies and gentlemen, is not just theft, it is the destruction of evidence. It is what criminals do when the spotlight turns to them.
Instead of facing the music, the man is on a roadshow, chasing shadows and blaming some unknown ‘cartels’. Which cartels? If they exist, name them. If they are real, arrest them. But we know the truth: the so-called cartels are nothing more than ghosts he has conjured to mask his guilt.
We are not grazing animals to be herded with propaganda while they slaughter us with corruption. Every fake hospital has an approval signature. Every fraudulent payment has a trail. And every attempt to cover up is an admission of guilt.
So the real question is simple: if Duale can switch off a government portal to hide evidence today, what else can he delete tomorrow? Lives? History? The truth itself?
The government has completely mishandled the June 25th crisis. There is nothing left to boast about. Every move now reeks of desperation. Just like regimes that have ruled for thirty years and are suddenly facing revolt, this government has squeezed its last weapons dry. It has nothing new to offer and nowhere to turn. The walls are closing in.
They have overused the police until that machinery, once feared, now provokes rage and resistance. Every baton swing and tear gas canister only deepens the cracks in their authority. Their propaganda has lost its grip. What once shaped narratives is now drowned out by screenshots, viral videos, and a generation that does not wait for the 9pm news. Lies that once confused the masses now only expose the regime’s contempt for truth, and every repetition just insults the intelligence of the public.
The tribal cards have also expired. Where fear once worked like clockwork, there’s now unity in suffering. People are not divided by their names or their regions anymore, they are united by hunger, by broken promises, by betrayal. Even the media spin has collapsed under the weight of reality. The newspapers, press conferences, and friendly interviews no longer control the conversation. A single clip or a meme from the street carries more weight than anything State House says.
And the apologies, the U-turns, the sudden changes in tone, none of it feels like leadership anymore. You can hear it in the cracks of their voices, see it in the stiff posture, feel it in the awkward silences. They know the tide has turned.
President Ruto is now boxed in. The regime has cornered itself. There is no fresh idea, no convincing lie, no untouched institution to hide behind. The people have seen too much. At this point, even something as small as Ruto clicking to a Kenyan in dismissal could trigger unrest.
That’s how sensitive the ground has become.
The government has completely mishandled the June 25th crisis. There is nothing left to boast about. Every move now reeks of desperation. Just like regimes that have ruled for thirty years and are suddenly facing revolt, this government has squeezed its last weapons dry. It has nothing new to offer and nowhere to turn. The walls are closing in.
They have overused the police until that machinery, once feared, now provokes rage and resistance. Every baton swing and tear gas canister only deepens the cracks in their authority. Their propaganda has lost its grip. What once shaped narratives is now drowned out by screenshots, viral videos, and a generation that does not wait for the 9pm news. Lies that once confused the masses now only expose the regime’s contempt for truth, and every repetition just insults the intelligence of the public.
The tribal cards have also expired. Where fear once worked like clockwork, there’s now unity in suffering. People are not divided by their names or their regions anymore, they are united by hunger, by broken promises, by betrayal. Even the media spin has collapsed under the weight of reality. The newspapers, press conferences, and friendly interviews no longer control the conversation. A single clip or a meme from the street carries more weight than anything State House says.
And the apologies, the U-turns, the sudden changes in tone, none of it feels like leadership anymore. You can hear it in the cracks of their voices, see it in the stiff posture, feel it in the awkward silences. They know the tide has turned.
President Ruto is now boxed in. The regime has cornered itself. There is no fresh idea, no convincing lie, no untouched institution to hide behind. The people have seen too much. At this point, even something as small as Ruto clicking to a Kenyan in dismissal could trigger unrest.
That’s how sensitive the ground has become.
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