No Democracy Survives the Desecration of Its Sanctuaries
What happened at All Saints Cathedral on Friday is an assault on civilization. For centuries, the church has stood as a sanctuary and a place of refuge, prayer and conscience. From the Kiambaa church fire of 2008 where 35 souls perished trapped inside a house of God, we know what it means when goons are let loose on sacred spaces. Kenya must never walk that road again.
The facts are chilling. On June 12th, coordinated gangs, arriving on motorcycles in two calculated waves, stormed All Saints Cathedral, terrorised civil society actors attending a legitimate post-budget accountability forum, robbed participants, destroyed property and sent Kenyans fleeing for their lives inside a place of worship. CCTV footage exists. Faces are known. Motorcycle plates have been recorded. A suspect in custody has allegedly named a government official as the sponsor. The Inspector General of Police must now ensure thorough investigations are done, and that every perpetrator and financier of this outrageous act is arrested and prosecuted to the full extent of the law.
To those that engineered this act of repression, silencing citizens who are exercising their constitutional right to public participation is not leadership. The church is not a political battleground. It is sacred ground which the State has an absolute duty to protect. Church grounds must never be reduced to a venue for intimidating and attacking those who seek its refuge.
Sunday in the Mall. A poem that moves from a Santiago mall to Chile's history of colonial violence to the tired present of commodification. I hope you enjoy it. Look forward to our comments to help me improve my work.
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“All senior police officers from the stations should be prosecuted until they reveal who sent them to assist during the protests, because they are the ones who know where those people came from."~ @Raskinoyugi
Comrades, my grandmother, Lorna Okeyo, joined the ancestors this Saturday at the age of 103 years. I will soon be heading to Kisumu to celebrate her long and fruitful life - and to participate in her burial as per Luo customs and traditions.
Nind gi kwee nyar K’Omollo.
Imagine being erased from your own country caught between survival and invisibility. After the UNHCR handed Kenya access to its refugee database in 2016, thousands who were double registered became de facto stateless, stripped of rights and recognition. Our exclusive investigation with @pulitzercenter reveals the hidden struggles of Kenya’s forgotten citizens, whose lives hang in the balance as they navigate a system that denies their very existence.
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VOCAL Africa is proud to celebrate the launch of the new Office for the Kilifi Social Justice Centre in Kanamai.
This will go a long way towards strengthening grassroots human rights work and securing a permanent space for justice.
Leadership should be measured by what you deliver, not how long you stay in office.
I know firsthand what focused leadership can achieve. As Minister for Water, in just three years, we reduced the expenditure budget, expanded access to water, implemented stalled dam projects and delivered tangible results because our focus was serving Kenyans.
Five years is enough to cut wasteful government spending, improve service delivery, and put Kenya on a path of progress and accountability.
#EndWaste #TuunganeTujikomboe #MarthaKarua2027
Walter Rodney was a revolutionary and scholar.
He wrote some of the most astonishing books of the second half of the 20th century on development, history, slavery and politics in Africa and the Third World. His 1972 classic How Europe Underdeveloped Africa influenced generations of radical scholars, and had a lastly impact on research and activism.
Rodney was born in British occupied Guyana in 1942. Identified early on as a remarkable student, he continued his studies in Jamaica, and then moved to the UK to study for a PhD in history at SOAS in 1963. In London he met the Caribbean Marxist C L R James, who became a lifelong friend and comrade.
Rodney moved to Tanzania in 1966 to work at the University of Dar es Salaam which was established in 1961. As a salaried historian Rodney worked in the exciting atmosphere of a country that was determined to break from its colonial past and chart a socialist path to development. Rodney threw himself into Tanzania’s political debates on socialist change, while continuing to work on vital aspects of Africa’s colonial history.
In 1974, Rodney moved with his family back to Guyana, originally to take up a position at the national university as professor of history. A well-known opponent of the regime in Guyana, Rodney’s appointment was opposed by the government – specifically the Prime Minister, Forbes Burnham. By the time Rodney arrived in the capital Georgetown, the position had been rescinded.
Rodney entered a period of intense of political work as a leading member of the radical organisation, the Working People’s Alliance. He also continued to lecture and research around the world, in America, the Caribbean, Europe and Africa. As a party organiser, Rodney politicised workers in the country and fought for unity between the country’s Indian and African communities. Mass opposition to Burnham’s US backed regime was growing, and Rodney was on the front-line of the movement.
Determined to break the movement and aware of the key role that Rodney played in the opposition, the government arrange for him to be murdered. On 13 June 1980 a bomb, planted in a walkie-talkie, killed Walter Rodney. He was 38 years old.
For me, as a single mum of twenty years, my sole greatest achievement in life has been mothering my three children. Educating my children in the best private school wherever we lived has been my life’s hardest assignment. Beyond grooming them to excel at their academic work, in competitive sports and the arts, I have always insisted on raising good humans with solid character.
Single mothers in Uganda, my home-country, are judged very harshly. We are blamed for failing to remain married to the father(s) of our children. We are suspected of every form of immorality which we freely pass onto our clueless children. We are feared for constantly being on the look out for good men to snatch from other women, seduce for ourselves and sex in our beds in homes we share with our children. We are shamed for lacking the resources to meet all our children’s essential needs in a timely manner. Blah-blah-blah…
Our children grow up surrounded by these negative sentiments. If we do not balance between shielding them from and directly confronting these baseless value judgments, our children grow up believing we are wicked women. And so, for me, I encouraged direct age-appropriate communication with my children at all times and on any topic. They have always been free to engage with me whether alone, in twos or all three together. Any one of us has an equal right to raise any topic, and the rest must provide engaged audience and honest feedback - even around sensitive topics.
For younger single mums wondering how they will educate their own children, I routinely used to share tips that made the task easier over the years. The top four tips are:
1) Instead of paying all school fees in one big chunk at the start of a year, it was always easier for me to request and negotiate with school bursars to pay scheduled instalments for each of the children. These instalments were spread over the entire academic term, semester or year. This called for swallowing my pride, stilling fear and beating the shame of begging for an alternative payment model. In all cases, the school bursars were kind and considerate.
2) Bulk buying and storage of food stuff, toiletries, and essential household necessities ensured there was enough to cover our daily needs. At home, I always had favorite neighbourhood shopkeepers whom I patronised whenever I had money. When the money was tight, these shopkeepers kept an open book of items taken on credit by either myself, my children or one of my household members. When I was paid my monthly salary, I honoured our agreement by clearing all the debts in a timely manner.
3) I operated the same principle with a favorite clinic, pharmacy, bodabodaman, hair saloon, barber and any other regular service provider. When I had money, I paid well for their services to the children. When the money was tight, they trusted me enough to work on credit because I was known to pay my debts at the end of the month when salary came.
4) Ask for help from trusted family, friends and neighbours. Delegate responsibilities to other trusted adults who can delegate to you when their turn comes. Crowd source resources such as car-shares with families in the same residential area whose children attend similar sports clubs, swimming pools or concert practice. Give and take from parents in similar situations.
If I raised and educated three children, any and all other single mothers can raise and educate their children too! It was very difficult. I often had no sure sense of success. I often went through the hustle alone and fightened. I was sometimes judged harshly before I even started. But alas, the hard task of completing my children’s mandatory education is done!
Mama Stella
If the African teams at the 2026 World Cup mirrored Africa’s 15 longest-ruling leaders, the average age of the players would be roughly 72 years old, and they would have been playing for their national team consecutively for nearly 29 years.
By comparison, actual World Cup squads average 26 years old and international players stay on the squad for roughly 6 years. If sports lacked generational turnover the way these administrations do, the same players who debuted at the 1997 Africa Cup of Nations would still be blocking the next generation from taking the pitch today.
Today, let's take a moment to remember fellow Kenyans whose names have been lost to time.
In June 1905, a week like this, British colonial forces carried out the Sotik Massacre, killing thousands of Kipsigis men, women, and children.
Many were ordinary people raising families, tending their land, and dreaming of the future.
Armed with modern rifles and Maxim machine guns, the British overwhelmed a community that largely relied on traditional weapons.
The tragedy would help open the door to the seizure of fertile Kipsigis land.
121 years later, their story is rarely told. Many of the victims have been forgotten by history.
May their souls rest in peace. 🇰🇪
The powerful always deny the crimes that preserve their power.
From colonialism to apartheid to Gaza, the pattern is always the same. People are killed, and then the world is told to look away.
BREAKING: Joe Kent, a former head of the US National Counterterrorism Center, has welcomed the US-Iran 'peace deal' and says "we can strengthen our chances of this deal holding by cutting all military/intel assistance to Israel."
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We are trapped in an endless, global arms race. We must break the cycle to trigger a new path: toward disarmament, de-escalation and peace.
My piece for @M_Star_Online ahead of this weekend’s International Conference Against War.
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Today, the Democratic Republic of Congo has over 900 political parties, let alone some African countries! Most of those parties have no clear objectives; they do not even know what exactly they stand for or against.
Lumumba believed that unity of purpose for the betterment of the people mattered more than multiplying parties.
When parties share the same goals based on serving the people, you do not need hundreds, but just enough to ensure a fair balance in the political and administrative system without losing unity and purpose.