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UPDATE - JULY '09:

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wow. it's been a while since i was here. i thought about deleting this blog but i guess i'm attached to some of the things i have written. also, my vanity won't let me :-) anyhoo. new year, new blog, new attitude. check me out! let's hope i am better at keeping up with the new one.



i've been reading about the striking high schools with a little bit of deja vu. i swear, every time strikes happen the drugs are always to blame. or parents who let their kids indulge in television watching and are not tough enough on them. or those damn wazungu influenced people who banned caning. the chorus then goes "why, in my day (and seriously, this has got to be the most irritating part of the conversation) we smacked our lips in anticipation of the weevils cos that was our source of animal protein. when we got caned for misbehaving we smiled and said thank you and asked for more because we were bright enough to know it was for our own good. what are they complaining about anyways? ati what are those things they are striking about? salaaaleh! watoto wa siku hizi, they just don't know how good they have it."

maybe im a bit skewed in my thinking. after all, i went to secondary school in the era when it was fashionable to walk out of school and go to nation centre to air various grievances. while that solved nothing on the students end apart from giving footage to news cameras that would later be tsked tsked over on the evening news it didn't change anything either. instead of the question being why there were so many schools striking it was where these arrogant and spoilt teenagers were getting their bhang from.

if the post election violence should have taught us anything it should have been that it never helps to put a band aid over a problem and hope that it goes away. i wish instead of there being more lamentations about the good old days when children knew their place there would be more reflection on what needs to change in a system that has stayed the same for so long in a society that is changing. but si you know how we kenyans are? we do best when our heads are in the sand ignoring things and when we come up for a breather we go like "what? there are problems? stuff is happening and things are changing? in my day, blah blah blah .... " and then promptly put our heads back there.

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someone sent me the above after i told them how much i enjoyed watching chef! it's most definately being added to my netflix list since there is a dearth of things to watch on tv over the summer apart from reality shows.


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also, this has got to be one of the most pointless things i have ever read in the papers (at least, this week) i was torn between being horrified and extremely amused. all i could think was really? people are getting paid to write this? i have seen blogposts and drunken facebook ramblings more coherent than this article. damn, for real, i cant believe he got paid for that. does that mean i can get my pointless, meandaring blog ramblings published in a national paper and get a cheque? pretty please with sugar ontop? cos that would most definately get me out of my perpetual blog slump.