Well, as you may have noticed in my previous posts, I am a strong believer that we have reached the point in Kenya where we need to be in the streets fighting to be heard and to reassert ourselves as a people.
BUT, how do I reconcile this horrendous image with my heartfelt desire for real change in my country.
Martin Luther King said, "A time comes, when silence is betrayal".
For me, silence is no longer an option. We as Kenyans have made so much, yet so little progress. I look around at my friends and neighbors and I am amazed to see that most of them are in mixed marriages now. A fact that belies the crazy situation that we see on the ground. However, listen to our parents, friends and even ourselves we in many ways still carry within us deep seated ingrained attitudes that are rooted in ethnic biases.
So, interestingly, Dr. King also said "We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people."
I refuse to accept that our only options as a Kenyan people are to either accept a government system (and I include the executive, legislature and judiciary in this )that is completely inept and corrupt or to go out and conduct a proxy fight with another Kenyan because of his ethnic origin or political beliefs.
So, here is where I plant my flag.
- I will NOT be ignored by my government anymore. I will NOT be told what to do, where to go, what to think anymore by my government.
- My fight is not with the Kenyan next door, across the street or in another city, province or place, and I cannot and will not take it out on him/her.
- The Kenyan next door, across the street, or in another city, province or place cannot and will not take away my right to speak out and if necessary change my government.
- I will change this damned country/government/system or die trying.
And to the police, do your work. Stop violence, but respect the peoples right to peacefull congregate and express their opinion.