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  POWER OF THE TONGUE JARAMOGI'S WORD TO HIS SON​ When Raila stormed with hired goons into Ford Kenya Delegate conference which his father was chairing and started heckling him almost putting everything to a standstill his father who was irritated told him "Amolo,shut up! and tell those youths to go away". Unfortunately Raila insisted to be heard,in his mind Raila thought his father was too old to be the chairman and Ford Kenya leader and wanted to inherit him by force. With that in mind his goons continued shouting his father down with all blessings from Raila and that's when Jaramogi got more furious told Raila this. "Amolo it's good that you have found it worth to disrupt this conference. Remember,I started this struggle since independence, way before you were even born. I fought Kenyatta and Moi but never succeeded, am still struggling now to be the president of Kenya up to now. I WANT TO TELL YOU THIS ,IF YOUR INTENTI...

  Time has come that I must specifically talk about this burning issue in my heart. My dear sister, mothers, and aunts from Bungoma county. It is rightly said that “there is no greater pillar of stability than a strong, free, and educated woman.” Our community has invested in empowering women. But if that is true, why then is poverty still tightening its grip on our generation? We must ask ourselves some hard questions : 1.What concrete strategies have we put in place to fight this alarming poverty? 2.What real challenges are we facing that drag us back into darkness, instead of pulling us forward? 3.Or have some of us abandoned the real fight busy parading in cities, chasing vanity, and showing of while our homes remain in struggle and our children inherit poverty? This round, I will not sugarcoat. Empowerment without responsibility is an empty shell. Education without impact is wasted energy. Freedom without discipline is self-destruction.It is time we stopped hiding behind excus...

  Dear Young Man, Never ignore the pattern. ‎ Listen up, the biggest red flags rarely scream, they repeat. A woman who calls every man “toxic” is not warning you—she’s exposing herself. Patterns never lie, and if you ignore them, you’ll pay the price. ‎ Victimhood is her armor. In today’s culture, victimhood is currency. She plays weak to gain sympathy while hiding the damage she caused. Real victims don’t perform their pain, they endure it quietly. ‎ Accusation is her camouflage. She calls men controlling while she’s the one suffocating. She calls them cold after she froze intimacy first. Her accusations are often just mirrors, projecting her own poison. ‎ Drama is her oxygen. Peace suffocates her. Stability feels boring. So she lights fires, feeds on chaos, then blames you for the smoke. You’ll drown in her storm without realizing she built the flood. ‎ Reputation is her weapon. The word “toxic” is her dagger. Once she stabs you with it, the world won’t ask questions. Society...

  In the 1790s, in the heart of Bukusu land , a child named Mukite was born to Nameme , and he was the great-grandson of Wafulumbe of the Batilu clan . During this era, the Bukusu people faced relentless raids from the Bamia warriors , who looted cattle, burned homes, and left villages in ruins. One such raid claimed the lives of Mukite’s parents, forcing the surviving Bukusu to flee in three separate groups one to Port Victoria , another to Marachi , and the third to Ebukabalasi , where Mukite grew up. Mukite matured into a fearless warrior, and by 1822, fresh from his initiation, he began plotting a bold plan to reclaim the Bukusu's ancestral land and avenge the injustices they had endured. With the guidance of a seer and the rallying call of war drums, Mukite summoned the scattered Bukusu people who had been assimilated into other tribes. Once reunited, he trained them rigorously, built forts, forged weapons, and introduced innovative military tactics. One of Mukite’s brillian...

 T his is my message to The Alliance of the Sahel States made up of Burkina Faso , Niger and Mali that have withdrawn from the International Criminal Court (ICC),The three military-led West African nations say the ICC is being used as a " neo-colonialist repression " instrument. The Drums of Justice or the Chains of Control ? West Africa Speaks Out on the ICC” In the marketplaces of Accra , the courtyards of Lagos , and the town halls of Freetown , a single drumbeat is heard: “Justice must be blind, but it must not be deaf.” West African nations are increasingly voicing a collective concern — that the International Criminal Court (ICC), once hailed as the global watchdog of justice, is being wielded as a neo-colonialist cudgel . Across the region, the sentiment is raw and unmistakable. Leaders and citizens alike believe the ICC’s sword cuts unequally, falling hardest on African soil while sparing powerful nations. As the Nigerian proverb goes, “The axe forgets, but the t...