When Alfred Mutua fully ventured into politics Kenyans were quick to lavish praise on him for his eloquence and the out of this world plans that he had for transforming the lives of people, especially those from Machakos. He was young, brilliant and a breathe of fresh air from the constant recycling of aging political leaders. To many educated Kenyans, Alfred Mutua was the man for the future, talk of him running for the presidency some day became a song whose chorus reverberated with many Kenyans, those from Macha to those from without. Alfred Mutua was the saviour, a Godsend gift: He was the Messiah. Then he became governor.
Peter Kenneth had the best track record of any sitting MP when he was the Gatanga constituency rep. The CDF kitty that had become synonymous with looting was being put into good use during his tenure. News of his good deeds soon reached the ears of the masses and once again Kenyans saw in him another light in a sea of darkness. He was eloquent too and to add icing on the cake he was good looking, something that made many a ladies fan themselves with their voter’s cards every time he appeared on TV screens in the million interviews that he was invited to prior to the 2013 elections. By the time he paraded his perfect family on TV the whole country had already voted him into State House…and then 2013 happened
Moha Jicho Pevu became the symbol of courage and defiance when he started churning out investigative pieces one after the other on the daily. The zeal with which he exposed the rot in the society and the shadowy ills of the state made him the ultimate champion of the people. Evil started quaking in its boots and the people cheered him on, here was a man who was not afraid to look death in the eye, flash it a smile and dare it to make a move. Naturally, as is the norm in Kenya; the love, the adoration and the support of the people pushed Moha to take the next logical step, politics. If he was fighting evil from outside without fear, can you imagine what he would achieve from the inside with all those resources?…and so he got elected.
I could go on and on like this with very many people, from Boniface Mwangi to Hassan Omar to Aukot…the list is endless. A list that is full of people who appear to have the interests of the people at heart, people with a track record that walks the talk. But things always, ALWAYS, change once they get their cake. This sudden change begs the question, what usually happens? The answer is simple, Kenyans happen. It is never them, it is you.
Kenyans are like moths, blind to everything except the light, any light. They just fly around in darkness waiting for a light to come on so they can flock around it, they never stop to investigate the source of the light, is it from a fire that may burn them or is it light from a harmless flashlight? They never pause to find out what that shining bulb used to be before it gained all this light. Bora mwangaza. Even when the light flickers or when it gives off dangerous sparks they just fly towards it…and then they burn and they start lamenting about being shortchanged by the light, that is when they start investigating the bulb, after their wings have been singed off.
And now they have found a new bulb called Kivutha Kibwana.