It is often more than saddening to me that in the adult world, imagination and pure magic seem to be overlooked, (or is it forgotten?) after we transition to the unknown territory (or are dragged kicking and screaming) that is adulthood. It slowly dawns on us that babies aren’t exactly dropped from the clouds or bought in supermarkets, soul mates are strictly for movies, and that when Lulu Hassan calls us mpenzi mtazamaji, she doesn’t really mean what we want her to mean (okay maybe not that last one, but I am sure you get where this is headed). In short the magic of life transforms into a somewhat grey, extremely boring affair that remains that way until we go to meet our creator in our preferred means (not really preferred either for most of us).
But I am here to tell you that there is some magic in the world! Sure it’s not all unicorns, and magic gnomes – but it is still confusing, bewildering, and at the same time vaguely impressive! Just like a good magic show!
Better yet this magic act is free for all citizens this country. Just as long as you are above the age of 18. And how does this magic work you ask? Well it is quite simple I must say, all you have to do is register, and you are good to go! Just like that! Jot your name down somewhere, check some boxes, sign one or two places and watch in bewilderment as the ‘The Illusion of Choice’ plays out in front of you! Behold the beautiful intricacies of the illusionists’ system as your vote goes in, and disappears into degression! PUFF!! GONE!! NOW YOU SEE IT… NOW YOU DON’T.
Look at it like the ‘sawing a person in half’ maneuver – only this time it’s not a person, it’s your country’s future, and your standard of living being viciously hacked into…sure not with as much as glamour as in the sawing person one, but still stupefyingly well orchestrated. But how do they pull it off? How do they manage to fool us all? Well, I’ll tell you, or at least try.
Lets start of with a background of sorts. Okay so we have these parties , right? But not like fun parties with alcohol, snacks, and memorable stories to recount the day after. No, no. They are groups with so-called shared interests, that club together under the same banner. So in theory you pick a group which matches your views, and then roll with them…maybe you are a business owner and think there should be tax breaks in commercial industries, or perhaps you place importance with family values, or the environment, or immigration – or whatever the hell you believe in. You match yourself up, and make your decision! (BLANK) I CHOOSE YOU!
But here’s the really clever bit…IT DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER WHICH ONE YOU PICK, EVERYTHING IS ALREADY PREORDAINED! Just like the “pick a card, any card” trick bit!
You see my blessed green land isn’t quite what it used to be…gone are the days of moral value, and ambitious hope that will ever be even partially fulfilled – instead every election is like waiting up for Santa Claus, or the Easter Bunny and finding there is nothing there at all…and that it was basically all a very well manufactured lie. So believeable…such a strong back-story…but wait – where are the presents, where are the chocolate eggs they said would arrive?! WAIT – and who has taken all of our possessions and smeared human faeces all over the walls?!
It seems that my so-called “Kenya Mother land” is more disenfranchised than ever…and serves as a rather senseless vehicle – with only one forward motion that helps only bolster the privilege of the unfathomably wealthy global elite. It fails the ordinary muggles on quite literally every level – ensuring that social progress (or at least social progress that will assist them) is made impossible thanks to the difficulty of gaining any form of useful employment, or decent education, or even a life that doesn’t revolve around a cycle of debt.
APOLGIES FOR THE CYNISM.
