Dear
Hon. Adan Duale,
Ihear that you called me a thief, yes I am a voter and I am a thief. You see,
Dear Adan Duale, I do agree,
I am a thief and I am deeply ashamed of myself for having stolenfrom MPs.
Follow @africanewspostHon. Adan Duale,
Ihear that you called me a thief, yes I am a voter and I am a thief. You see,
Dear Adan Duale, I do agree,
I am a thief and I am deeply ashamed of myself for having stolenfrom MPs.
I am an ordinary Kenyan who woke up at 5am, no, I slept at the
polling station so that I would be among the first in line to vote for you.
Unfortunately, by 11am, the polling station was not open yet and I still braved
the scorching sun and waited for the polling clerks to finish their slumber and
open up the stations. That day, you comfortably sat in your house, arrived at
the polling station in a Prado and proceeded to the front of the line to vote
for yourself. You are a Mheshimiwa and I am a thief.
I hear that they call you Honorable, and I shall call you thus. So, Hon. Duale,
I am the thief who left her sukumawiki kibanda to come and cast my vote for
you. I am that thief that owns a motorbike but decided that voting for you was
a better venture that day than toiling for that 200 shilling note that I take
home every day.
By the way, how much is a 200 shilling note to you? I bet you do not even know
how that note looks like. I have seen you count your money and you only handle
millions, right? Besides, half a million pay is meagre pay to you.
How do we, Kenyans, expect you, Mheshimiwa, to survive on a half a million
shilling budget? Oh, and the car, house, entertainment etc allowances.
Those are too little and cannot support your Honorable expenses. So, let us
talk about this half a million salary that cannot support your lifestyle. I
wish that the thief in me could lay a hand on such an amount. Do you know what
I would do?
Oh, Honorable MP, I would expand my kibanda and open a duka, I would send my
child to secondary school, I would buy myself a nice pair of shoes so that I do
not go
barefooted, my mother is sick but I cannot afford her hospital bill, I would
finally be able to. I have always dreamt of owning my own 1-roomed house where
my children would
call home, I bet that I can have that with half a million shillings. This
letter is to apologize to you, oh dear Honorable MP. I have realized that I am
a thief and I sincerely apologize for robbing you of a comfortable life. But I
know what you can do so that the thief in me does not interfere with your
lifestyle.
We can switch roles, spend a day being me and get to experience how a thief
lives like. You see, Honorable MP, I am the kind of thief who steals Museveni's
cows and bundles them all inside Parliament Buildings to huddle closely and
plot on how they are "going to protect the Constitution."
I am a thief who had no sense of judgement before I decided to steal all 300+
cows and put them under one shed.
What is it they say about a cow being a cow even if dressed in suits and sitted
at the back of a sleek limousine?
Sincerely, Kenyan Thief.
polling station so that I would be among the first in line to vote for you.
Unfortunately, by 11am, the polling station was not open yet and I still braved
the scorching sun and waited for the polling clerks to finish their slumber and
open up the stations. That day, you comfortably sat in your house, arrived at
the polling station in a Prado and proceeded to the front of the line to vote
for yourself. You are a Mheshimiwa and I am a thief.
I hear that they call you Honorable, and I shall call you thus. So, Hon. Duale,
I am the thief who left her sukumawiki kibanda to come and cast my vote for
you. I am that thief that owns a motorbike but decided that voting for you was
a better venture that day than toiling for that 200 shilling note that I take
home every day.
By the way, how much is a 200 shilling note to you? I bet you do not even know
how that note looks like. I have seen you count your money and you only handle
millions, right? Besides, half a million pay is meagre pay to you.
How do we, Kenyans, expect you, Mheshimiwa, to survive on a half a million
shilling budget? Oh, and the car, house, entertainment etc allowances.
Those are too little and cannot support your Honorable expenses. So, let us
talk about this half a million salary that cannot support your lifestyle. I
wish that the thief in me could lay a hand on such an amount. Do you know what
I would do?
Oh, Honorable MP, I would expand my kibanda and open a duka, I would send my
child to secondary school, I would buy myself a nice pair of shoes so that I do
not go
barefooted, my mother is sick but I cannot afford her hospital bill, I would
finally be able to. I have always dreamt of owning my own 1-roomed house where
my children would
call home, I bet that I can have that with half a million shillings. This
letter is to apologize to you, oh dear Honorable MP. I have realized that I am
a thief and I sincerely apologize for robbing you of a comfortable life. But I
know what you can do so that the thief in me does not interfere with your
lifestyle.
We can switch roles, spend a day being me and get to experience how a thief
lives like. You see, Honorable MP, I am the kind of thief who steals Museveni's
cows and bundles them all inside Parliament Buildings to huddle closely and
plot on how they are "going to protect the Constitution."
I am a thief who had no sense of judgement before I decided to steal all 300+
cows and put them under one shed.
What is it they say about a cow being a cow even if dressed in suits and sitted
at the back of a sleek limousine?
Sincerely, Kenyan Thief.
