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TRUE PATRIOTISM: THE VOICE FROM THE UNKNOWN
Patriotism is love or devotion of one’s country. Appreciating not only what is great about our country
but also what it takes to create and sustain greatness. Abraham Lincoln called it unfinished work
remaining before the nation. True patriotism has nothing to do with little flags on politician’s lapels or
minister’s fuel guzzling vehicles. It’s not about odes to Kenyan greatness; it is about talking to your
government when it goes astray. Therefore for this reason I feel obligated to speak about the ills in the
August house.
Recently we heard about the huge pay packs the members of August house were intending to allocate
themselves besides their fat salaries. The PSC members that went to Naivasha found it prudent in the
service to their selfish interest to increase the areas of representation. There is a bill in parliament
waiting their approval intending to gag the press.
They have deliberately divorced themselves from the public, disregarding our opinions when it’s these
opinions that consummate our relationship to them. They walk sanctimoniously with a constant eye on
the public coffers slate when the rest of the nation is wallowing in abject poverty. The cumulative effect
of their action has pricked the conscience of all men of goodwill and has aroused their deepest
indignation.
What happened to the once vibrant opposition politics? One may ask. The traditional left (the
opposition) has moved so far towards the center that it has become almost indistinguishable from the
right. In addition the left lost credibility as it developed an elitist brand of “champagne – and – caviar
socialism” sharing in the loot with the government at the expense of the poor majority. To use Obama’s
words they are intent to cling to power through corruption and deceit, muzzling the press and the
silencing of dissent. I want to let them know that they are on the wrong side of history.
When we register our dissatisfactions they call it noise. They talk abrasively and aggressively blustering
but behind these are scared men who are deeply unsure of themselves, suspicious of any internal
political threat to their power. Let it be known to them that our noise is becoming more constructive by
the day and soon it will be a music, music not of praise but a pricking one to their ears; a dirge, a wail
that writes their political eulogies and pens their epitaphs.
To the principals:
Think not that in the King’s Palace you will escape any more than all other Kenyans. For if you keep
silence at such a time as this, relief and deliverance will rise for Kenyans from another quarter, but you
and your legacy will be no more. And who knows whether you have not come to leadership at such a
time as this.
I write this without fear of contradiction. With an eloquent cry I have nothing to fear not even fear itself.
Everybody needs along life but longevity has its place. It’s my desire to do God’s will at all times. Let the
electorate stand up with greater readiness and greater determination. Let us move in these powerful

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days and face the task that lay ahead to democratically cleanse this house of the rotting worms that has
intoxicated the whole nation. If there be a need for revolution this is it.