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.

State Terror : Murder Most Foul ; The Bolivarian Ambassador of The Venezuelian Republic to Kenya : Comparisons, Contrasts and Inferences.

My dear readers, I would like to state categorically that the systematic discrimination / stigmatization that I have been facing is organized along party lines spear-headed by non other than the sectarian wing of The Orange Democratic Movement { of The Prime Minister } of The coalition government of The Republic of Kenya. I am now going to entail a description of the sequence of the tactics used and then leave you virtual s to make your own verdicts.
I am obliged to begin with the organized crimes involving muggings, break-ins and robberies that I underwent in Mombasa in the supposedly security secure district along the Kenya Navy Barracks. I was then hired as a casual laborer in a grain bulk facility connected to the port of Mombasa and the majority of my fellow workmates were extreme adherents of the ODM party. The open systematic discrimination I witnessed there accrued from the fact that I was an open democratic supporter of the other half of the coalition; The Party of National Unity { PNU }. My trauma started when my work-shifts were changed to night time and by the time I finished work, crossed the ferry, boarded the public means of transport and alighted at The Navy Barracks Quarters, it was usually heading well past mid-night.
The first time the two thugs armed with large swords the type used to chop trees took me by surprise albeit military style cause their attack was mathematically precise and I didn't catch a whiff of the air as one of them jumped on to my neck from behind while the other went on to ransack my pockets as quickly as they could. I could tell the arms around my neck were trained arms not withstanding the bulk muscles as I struggled for air and at the same time to stop the damn ransack er but to no avail. I had money in my back pocket which they didn't bother to search all they wanted was my mobile phone { some petty sumsung model }and after I gave-in and slumped to the ground, they took-off as swiftly as they had come. My attempts to follow on their heels were thwarted by the menacing look of their sharp swords with which they threateningly swerved towards me as they made good their escape against the lime-light of the moon. Mind you, I was shouting at the top of my voice as I at first attempted to pursue them before I gave-up; after all life is worth much more than a mobile phone which can be replaced.

The second mugging came several weeks later as I came from work using the another route from the main road after alighting at the road side. I had now adopted the counter-strategy of looking at all the compass directions as I headed home every night from my work place. This time around the muggers were typically arrogant as the made their attack almost in the full beam light of the moon just after I thought I had  made good my surveillance and had just made a corner around the last compound fence and passing a late-night gathering which made think I was now secure. They pounced on me and a repeat of the mugging procedure with all the mathematical military preciseness. Again they took no money other than the mobile phone and their long knives prevented any attempt on my part to pursue them. The gathering only watched albeit with feigned surprise and nothing more.

The Bolivarian Ambassador of The Venezuelian Republic to Kenya was recently murdered via strangling in her private official residence in Runda Nairobi, one Mrs. Olga Francesca with her hands cuffed from behind and it reminded me of the precise mathematical exactness of what had happened to me. Logistics, I will expound more later virtual s.

State Terror : Press Muzzlings and Black-outs.

Hi bloggers, I forgot to mention that employment discrimination and discrimination at the work place are some of the subversive state terror acts I 've been subjected to as a victim of the above. This is to imply that once you have been black-listed as a victim of of state atrocities, there's nothing you can do it's tantamount to arrested development; infact the feeling is that of a fugitive running to save the life they live. You end-up living below the standards of poverty till it strikes you if you can guesse it that you are being tracked.If not careful you may loose your vocational and social skills as well given that you are subjected to long periods of unemployment.
The few times you may be allowed casual labor it's for the worst of working conditions / situations that you get considered and usually it's not connected to your trainning, it's just for survival. You live worse than a refugee.Before I got deported due to exercising the freedom of expression and trying to get back to my area of trainning and experience , the county ooficials arrested me and not knowing what to charge me with first preferred " loitering " at the county courts in Mombasa and finally chaged the charges to "community nuinsance" once they shipped me to prison where I spent five goddamn days.
after the five days they paid bail for me then told me their orders were to deport me to Migori and the case that was due for mention on the 25th of that month of June was aptly managed by simply tearing the case file and charge sheets in compliance with the magistrates chambers.
 Hey for now I have been placed on a physiotherapy programme at the district hospital while I working round the clock to set the wheels of justice in motion regarding the accident case. I underwent electronic physiotherapy by the use of an electronic mini muscle stimulator and arm clinical massage. Don't know how long it will last neither for the state nightmare of this subversion terror. Later virtuals.

State Terror : Press Muzzlings and Black-outs

Hi virtual s, I've squeezed another opportunity which is nowadays hard to come-by cause of the consistent state subversion terror battles that I've been experiencing for quiet a long time and have now climaxed .To set the ball rolling, I would begin but just to mention the most recent perpetration of this state atrocity following the after math of an accident I had courtesy of the county officials who had undertaken the task of deporting me  one of the wings of the state's coalition government if not both cause I don't succumb to the concept that the left hand could do something and the right hand fails to get an idea of what's going on.
It's been now a whole month and like a week since the accident and the impact on the right palm has spread all over the right hand and I've got to adapt to using it less more than the left hand; now I have had to solicit for funds to under-go an x-ray for proper diagnosis and treatment for immediately after the accident, a collision between a construction canter and a the motorbike we were aboard, the county officials engaged in a conspiracy to subvert the cause of justice by referring me to a quack-like private clinic while intentionally evading the better well equipped district hospital just so there would be no files or records of their torturous subversive activities.I have to keep my hand in a downward position for it can't stay up for long periods, the left arm supports the right arm in all it activities and the fevers are frequent got to use painkillers.
 I'll continue with other subversive torturous-terror acts of the state later due to logistics and this chapters will include: 1: solitary confinement,
            2: organized crimes including break-in robberies and muggings,
            3: arbitrary arrests and detentions,
            4: sexual crimes of the nature of mishandling s and hit tings of private parts geared to effect    psychological and mental torture,
            5: subjections to  unethical modes of therapy

Later virtuls.
          

Press Muzzlings and Black-outs.

Hi blogger s , I am back but with a limp. I feel like the late Ken Sarowiwa who was terminated in Nigeria years back due to free expression. I will be fully compliant soon just bear with me as I negotiate the circumstances with the powers of darkness that be . In the mean time I will of priority share with you my thoughts on state terror and also some interesting  anecdotes from my autobiography.
Hey, by the way I got deported from Mombasa and now I am trying to operate from the western parts of the country side namely, Migori. Adios.