But one always must ask how hard it could possibly be to improve on from the previous regime even ostensibly. So people don’t go missing with bits of them found several days later and we don’t have to be looking over our shoulders in public places when we talk politics. But our current custodians of Internal Security do tell us that it was in the interest of the country, that they had to virtually burn down entire media houses. And when it comes to our beloved tribal heritage, one does not have to dig deep to find out that practically every lucrative position in the government and civil service can trace its roots fairly close to Mount Kenya.

Someone once said to me that our previous boss was much more cunning whereby he ensured his overextended tenure by strategically hand picking several wakuwbas from all areas of the country. So all the ticket masters have punched their own tickets and we all know more or less where they stand including our dear young Uhuru who must be the first person in history to be a presidential candidate from the opposition and not stand for presidency. After all that running around, he too has returned to the foothills of Mt. Kenya.

But you know, at the bottom line, it is one thing having the same old people playing spin the bottle and I will be your friend; it’s another having the same faces and nothing really improving for the rest of us.

So they swapped in their Mercedes Benz for the nouveau ostentatious Toyota brands like the Lexus and Prado. The roads got worse so the cars got bigger. And they changed allegiances so many times that I haven’t a clue who is with whom and who represents what? Someone else once said to me, “We Kenyans support the theory of identity, not ideology.” We want to look up to a person we can identify with, not one who professes some sort of theory of change.
But how, I beg my fellow Kenyans do we identify with a five-piece suit that costs more than we earn in a life time; how do we identify with a car that costs more than our entire village’s entire income; how do we identify with someone who earns more money in a month than we have grains of sugar in our tea – even if he is from the same tribe??

They say that we learn from history. How true. We don’t send Jews into gas tanks anymore; instead, we fire scud missiles at Arab towns; we don’t cut off the hands of Congolese who refuse to tap rubber; instead, we cut off both the hands and feet of young children so they won’t ever be able to raise a gun at us. Yes, we learn from history. We won’t vote for a Kikuyu because it has not done anything for my kabila; instead I will vote for my own so he can have bigger cars and houses and I can dream of being just like him one day…