State Terror : Ex-Files

Kenya holds elections under the new constitutional dispensation sometimes in 4th of March 2013

State Terror : Ex-Files

State Terror : X-Files

Hi readers, it usually takes time to find the truth, which at the end of the day turns-out to be stranger than fiction anyway!I just' don't know when this subversive state terror is going to end cause so far it seems like it will end with my end when they do away with me,i.e. certify me "clinically dead". The process to apply for a post graduate course entailed lots of bureaucratic protocol including having to visit designated college deans, school principals, heads of departments as well as directors of institutes to clear with their respective secretariats in terms of authentications of eligibility as well as the prerequisite terms and conditions. As is the case with bureaucracy, those in the know are aware such a process doesn't take a single day; not only because the application forms usually have to be filled in triplicates or quadruplets as the case may demand but more so cause the scrutiny/analysis of the forms for validating if the information provided meets the threshold/criterion is a slow and demanding tall-order process. Some officials happen to be unavailable either for official or private purposes and by the time one manages to present their filled-in rubber-stamped applications,usually 2 or more weeks have passed. Thus was the shock and horror to be told by stern secretaries that my application file record couldn't be found anywhere on their cabinet shelves or in their offices for that matter. Worse was to come when I begun to inquire after my unit transcripts.Can anyone imagine that I was taken in circles/circus ride till I had no otherwise than to seek legal advice from a former{the late:may The good Lord rest his soul in peace} law-comrade.He asked me to seek the counsel of The Law Society of Kenya {Mombasa chapter}for I was residing in that island at that time {sometimes in 2006}of whom the secretariat went forth unwincingly to write a letter on my behalf inquiring after my transcripts.Thus was the scenario between the university,my good-old-self and the L.S.K.After what seemingly looked like a tussle/tug-of-war,the university lamented and gave-in but not without first having to print afresh my 3rd and 4th year transcripts which couldn't be traced anywhere in the files record at the one Institute of African Studies.This meant I had to make travel arrangement to and from Nairobi from my meager earnings at the time. They say that when trying to solve an equation,you "collect like terms together",and furthermore,in an experiment there's usually the "control". Hence, my dear global audience you can as well do the simply arithmetic,joining-of-the-dots, reading-between-the-lines to come up with a reasonable conclusion as to the originators of my predicament.Everything of course ,by now goes without saying that they were premeditated then choreographed for anybody can deduce from my above publications that there's a clear chain of causers {crime-organizers},implementers and trackers of any attempt at the growth and development of my career/profession. There has been a spirited disconcerted effort by the powers that be to discriminate,stigmatize so as to deny me any decent source of earning a living. Nothing to speak of a fixed-income:I'm getting older by the day.I once issued my certificates and testimonials to the ministry of labor at Mombasa at the National Social Security Building and to my surprise the secretariat promised me some placement somewhere within the public service but sternly warned me that "they will give me a job on condition and only provided that it would have nothing to do with Anthropology"... i.e my Bachelor's designation. What crime Anthropology had done to the government of Kenya as to warrant such an approach remains a mystery to me to be resolved to date. Nonetheless, I still read the open secret-hand of the secretariat of the O.D.M. in my "arrested development". Indeed,10 years down the line after graduating, I feel like a persona-non-Grata,like a fugitive on the run trying to save the life they live,worse than a refugee.I've been seriously looking for ways and means to access political asylum/exile in a progressive,liberal,civilized,informed and exposed community/society ever since it downed upon my good-old-self that I'm simply living on borrowed time in Kenya.They, it's clear are going to kill/assassinate me. After all,haven't they successfully managed hijack my life and rob me of any decency,growth or development.I've lost everything except my mind which they are witch-hunting anyway through the unending psychological/mental torture.The File of my life is in their hand.I think that only divine intervention and political goodwill from one of the sovereign democratic states of the United Nation will save and bring back my life to me. Later virtual s.

Stae Terror: X-Files

Yeah, hi everybody,they're cries of "thief, thief," outside, that was a common scene in Kenya in the yester years , nowadays it's quiet rare. Non, the less, I would like to continue on the horror experiences I've been undergoing since I last came-out of college in 2002. I would like to shed more light on my private endeavors to trey and emancipate 'me good ol'self from 'arrested development of growth and development of one's career and profession, double standards and what have you. Sometimes after I graduated in 2002 from The University of Nairobi,say in 2004, after inquiring reflectively along the lines of self constructive criticism, I decided to pursue a course in Diplomacy at The Institute of Diplomacy and International Studies at The Board of Postgraduate Studies and went forth to pay the non-refundable fee of around KSsh. 3000 or thereabouts. I wish I knew, after 3 months of of waiting , my files were no where to be found let alone the issue of being short-listed or not. It's 1 of the cases of political interference of state authorities in individual citizen cases, just to try and curtail one's development. "My Heart Sunk". When my house was broken into and my certificates and testimonials disarrayed and scatter all overt the 4-walled single room. I had the scrutiny to add 1+1 to get 11. Same old state subversive terror. Later virtual s, I'll elaborate implicitly and explicitly. Time and power's being rationed

State Terror : X-Files

Hi virtual s, hope all's okay with you within your respective countries; that you are all treated equally under the law and none is more equal than others or simply put, is above the law. I would now like to share with you my "Break-in and Robbery" horror experience I underwent while still staying at the vicinity of The Kenya Navy Barracks near The Port of Mombasa. This was the last horror I was subjected to in that area.It was sometime during the rainy season and after my usual day's hustle for something decent commensurate with the training I underwent in the various institutions of learning, I headed home early, all my efforts having been in vain. At that time I happened to have enrolled for a Master's course in human resource management at one Jomo Kenyatta University of Agriculture and Technology, Mombasa Campus but had to take an academic leave just before the end of the 1st semester due to unavailability of funds and/or scholarships. The constituency development fund stipend of KShs. 10,000 came much later as my class of eight students was going to graduate in their second year, so it had to be refunded. The mayors kitty for educational endeavors wasn't illegible till the period coming after Christmas and new year which by then would have been past the 1st semester exams. Thus was I forced to take academic leave while pondering my next move in terms of growing and developing my education and career. On that fateful day, I got home as dusk fell while it was drizzling and to my surprise/horror was met with a ghost house scenario.My door had been broken and pushed to the floor,the room was in disarray with my suitcase gone as well as my briefcase,my coat,4-inch mattress.Those were my few major belongings,the rest was just my academic paper work which lay strewn all over the room like they were looking/searching for some documents.The coat I used to travel with to the highlands where it's cold while the brief case used to hold my academic files and note books. Later virtual s,got a hangover and feeling kinda unwell.

STATE TERROR : Ex-Files

Dear virtuals hope you are all doing well in your respective civilized progressive countries. I here by squeeze another chance to go on implicitly and explicitly substantiate my above claims as to the nature of terror perpetuated by divide state agencies getting instructions from divided executives. First and foremost I would like to clarify to you the governmental context in which such heinous terror activities thrive with impunity. You see Kenya is governed like a mafia-police state { I'll explain that in my future editions }. After the post elections violence of 2007, the country was salvaged by the group of elites courtesy of The International Community led by The Honorable Koffi Annan. The former Sec. Gen. of The UN had or rather was forced to share the electoral spoils between the winner and the dissatisfied complainant whose hooligans were causing mayhem demanding justice of their rights on behalf of the p.m. regarding the alleged stolen elections. Thus a coalition government was formed pitting The Party of National Unity { P.N.U. } against The Orange Democratic Movement, { O.D.M }. This was a move meant to appease the unquenchable thirst the O.D.M chief to occupy state house, cause the constitution of Kenya has no portfolio for The Office of The Prime Minister. Thus, the move was to meant to accommodate the wild emotions the "special chief of O.D.M." Thus with the coalition government framework in place was the need deemed apt to create an office of The Prime Minister so that the O.D.M. chief could have a role in the executive affairs of governing the country.It did not stop there for then the tug-of-war began with this mummified relic of a party-chief of the dark ice mammoth-Jurassic ages demanded that the winning presidential P.N.U. divide all government posts right from the ministerial portfolios to all the civil service jobs along the pecking order up to the village elders, not to mention office cleaners and messengers. That is what put The Republic in the current whereby one arm of the government appears to do what the other arm ain't aware of. P.N.U. and O.D.M. have always been at logger heads ever since with each party claiming executive authority on matters / issues national and international. I would like to remind the global audience that the p.m.'s approach to government is quiet fallacious cause he goes with the tribal-ethnic-cultural mentality syndrome of the " it's our time to eat " in-fame. For example he tortured and caused great trauma even amongst his own tribal-ethnic backyard when his extremist adherents went around / about one Nyatike Constituency torching/setting on fire grass-thatched mud/dung-walled round and square huts of the constituents whose crime was to exercise their hard-earned democratic freedoms / rights of voting along ideologies, manifestos and policies oriented issues rather than basing votes on personalities and personality-cults. The constituents of Nyatike became Internally Displaced Persons to date and some of them are now refugees in neighboring Uganda to date just like the other I.D.P.'s in/and outside the country. I would like to mention as well that the aforementioned Sherman-witchdoctor who doubles as one of the p.m.'s medium/oracle consultants had the courtesy to introduce to me one of the p.m.'s body guards which goes on to implicate the person of this "special chief of O.D.M.". The proud Sherman-witch doctor went further-on to profess to me his powers and influence over the psychology and mentality of the very many leaders he claimed consulted him besides the p.m., being reason why he could easily afford to drive a fuel guzzler, his Mercedes Benz. The powerful Sherman-witchdoctor showed me his passport which verified the claims that he wield so much power he's had to be referred/hired abroad in German for his superstitious services. Ironically , I would like to mention as well that the Mombasa municipal officer assigned to deport me to migori had the pleasure to introduce me to his brother working with The Kenya Navy at the barracks where I was mugged twice and robed of phones so as to render me incommunicado.The Marine brother didn't hesitate to gesture/signal me by coercion inflating his body and muscles whenever around me before bidding us farewell at a bus station before we departed insinuating that they were the presumed perpetrators of those atrocities acted upon me within The Navy jurisdiction. It still didn't escape my notice that the p.m. is a major share-holder of the grain bulk handling company I was working for when these muggings took place. I now nursing my right arm which is developing a limp-numb disposition after the accident I got while escorting the municipal council officer assigned to deport me to the p.m.'s stronghold home turf of migori and the conspiratorial power that be wont let me access my medical examination report which the unethical nurse in charge claims to have torn to pieces which in turn makes me gather that there is an eminent plan to "doctor" the report while they smoothly buy time. Later for more substantiations and clarifications virtual s.

State Terror : Kidnappings/Abductions and Hostage Takings.

Dear virtuals, I would like to assure you that I will go on to implicitly and explicitly prove authenticate and substantiate all the legitimate claims I put forth against the person of the aforesaid prime minister head of the ODM coalition wing of government to show that it is not just mere rhetoric and to help the wider audience including the international community and the Kenyan electorate to the archaic mannerisms of this " mummified relic " of a weird superstitious nutshell masquerading as a democratic leader. I will give you the dates of all his ill-treatments aimed at gratifying his mad thirst for the coveted seat of The Office of The President of The Republic of Kenya, which he is unqualified and does not fit in. I recorded the dates all his mad doings at the relevant police stations.

I was approached by the " boys in blue "  { cops } at one of his out-shoots to do away with my endeavor to lead a normal life at a recreational park in Mombasa located at the elephant tusks and asked to accompany the custodians of the law to the police station for interrogation regarding a matter that was privy to them. I was shocked to the core cause as a law abiding citizen I had never engaged in any criminal activity. I was surprised when the cops instead lead me to a waiting private cream Mercedes-Benz whose two occupants forced me in under the watchful eyes of the cops and then did we begin the journey to their far away hide-out in the western part of the coast minus the cops. They took me the house of their boss,some  tall bulky man who turned-out to be a witch-doctor going under the preferable title of herbalist. I was going to be his prisoner for two weeks and my phone was put-off, being rendered incommunicado. My crime I was informed according to this Sherman-herbalist that I was possessed of a gin of which he had the duty and responsibility to exorcise on behalf of the dishonorable prime minister which it appeared he had a personal interest-in in his mad pursuit for state house.

Now that is where the paradox and folly of the bizarre prime minister begins. As you can attest, he has no respect neither does he appreciate the dignified use of science as a tool to campaign and measure his chances to the seat he covets. He has faith in mediums as much as he pretends to be a civilized christian. The two weeks were some of the most horrific I've had to endure in the hands of his extremist adherents. In his strong holds where he calls the shots and massive support, one has no chance of a normal life especially if they are practitioners of the freedoms of democracy which the same p.m. boasts of having championed.You see, this man the p.m. managed to have built a grass-roots surveillance empire like that of the former Cuban leader Fidel Castro...........well and good except for Castro it was a protection against the espionage tendencies of the then arch-enemy The US and its allies; for this person, the infamous p.m. it is a mechanism to force the electorate masses in to voting him to state house, i.e. by hook or crook; and a smart crook/ hooligan he is going by the atrocities he has been dirtying his hands in. In fact by now it comes as no surprise to me that all his former erstwhile allies and lieutenants have quit his boat including the was supposed to be his running mate the deputy prime minister, one Musalia Mudavadi for they have come to realize that this p.m. has no respect for democracy, breathes hard on others necks and is more or less a mummified relic belonging to the dark ice ages commensurate with the Jurassic park  context.His is a one man show and that's why his boat is falling apart and can never hold together whenever the elections are around the corner. He believes in witch-craft and woe un to any body who dare aspire to run for public office in his backyard / home turf. We have the likes of one Hon. Tuju  { now an adviser to the president } who despite his brilliant public performance record was literally banished from ever contesting in the p.m.'s stronghold, i.e. the voting block covered by his ethnic tribe. It is either you contest on the p.m.'s party ticket and align to his one man show archaic ways or he plays on the lay / blind emotions of his strong-hold's electorate and one never sees parliament again. Logistics virtuals I'll elaborate and substantiate later.