Why Mutula’s autopsy report will never be released

His demise was a complete shocker to Kenyans.
 

A cabinet minister is found dead in his bedroom. A nation mourns. Jokes, facts, truths, propaganda and theories saturate the air.

A daily spectacularly claims he was assassinated, another chips in with a sordid claim that Mutula Kilonzo could have died of a Viagra drug overdose, a drug used to enhance stamina during sex.

Thousands of Kenyans take to social media sites Facebook and Twitter where they milk their theories dry, making wild claims and trading sick tirades. The onslaught continues…

Bloated with theories

Kenyans had been bloated with theories, information and misinformation about the death, while gutter press materials flew left right and center, quenching the massive demand for information.

Their editors go on overdrive, serving the population with uncalled for information and pure hogwash, the twists and turns changing faster than a chameleon changes colors.

Surely, everyone knew something about the mysterious death.

The government assures of a quick and transparent autopsy.

A private pathologist is flown into the country to oversee the whole process, transparency looks a sure bet, not the elusive character it was before.

After a few hours post mortem the media reports that all the pathologists were in agreement over the cause of Mr. Kilonzo’s death but surprisingly the results were to be released three months later.

Kenyans went on a daze. They had time to prove their theories and speculations right or wrong.

Few gave up, They were sure the results will never be made public. Thousands forgot.

Pockets of others hoped and waited with baited breath. They wanted to know what killed their cabinet minister.

Sinister motives

They accused the family of harboring sinister motives. Accusations were traded.

Fast forward to August 2013, more than three months later. Machakos senator Johnstone Muthama acting as the family spokesman drops the bombshell.

The family is going through a lot, including court cases and this is not the right time to release the results, he says. The results have to wait for another two months.

Deathly silence greets the announcement. Kenyans protest the declaration. Fingers are pointed at the family. 

 

Hushed tones claiming cover up start emanating from different quarters. Most whine and grumble. They had been shortchanged.

More mystery.

And the question goes unanswered, again.

What killed Mr. Mutula Kilonzo? Silence, more silence. Speculations.

And the anguish continues.

Where there is smoke there is fire. Maybe Kenyans were right. Maybe their speculations could hold water.

What if he was assassinated? We would like to know who did it and why?

And what if he had a visitor in the night preceding his demise, had fun but the reportedly blue drugs took the better off him? 

 

And what if some unknown assailant planted deadly chemicals in a bottle in his room and he drank the poison unknowingly?

And what if life had reached its natural run and it was his time to meet his creator?

Silence. More speculations.

The more things change the more they remain the same.

Someone tell us!

Not yet, Uhuru!: Fraud or blackmail? Tell us, Kethi

Not yet, Uhuru!: Fraud or blackmail? Tell us, Kethi: Her rise and fall read like a script from a Hollywood movie.  Many described her as a no nonsense young lady when she vigorous...

Fraud or blackmail? Tell us, Kethi

Her rise and fall read like a script from a Hollywood movie. 

Many described her as a no nonsense young lady when she vigorously argued cases at the Supreme court of Kenya, where she represented parties challenging the legitimacy of an Uhuru – Ruto presidential win.

She had made her name before. She had represented thousands in courts, was a daughter of a seasoned lawyer cum politician, but this particular case inked a permanent mark in her checkered career.

Three months down the line and her star is still shining bright. She was grooming herself to succeed her late father.

Her campaigns had hit feverpitch. What with denizens shouting and dancing themselves hoarse in praise of her name?

It was so clear she could have clinched the seat with a land slide win. But as fate would have it, she didn’t.

It was like De Ja Vu. Within weeks she was riding on an orgasmic wave, making news, chickening out her opponents in the race. But, within days, she was back in the courts, this time round, taking the stand reserved for the accused.

 A tribunal had to be formed to determine whether she had registered as a voter or not, a core qualification for anyone seeking political office.

It was helter skelter, the drama, the arguments, the heated submissions, the intrigues, and the hue by Kenyans who watched their inspiration being capitulated and annihilated on set. It was like a movie.

The Television cameras that made her a heroin were at it again, this time ready to undress and expose her to all.

It was a massive fall reminiscent of that from glory to grass.

Her political ambitions were hanging on a balance. Within days she had been declared unfit to run. All the political dreams she harbored were evaporating, and fast.

They say it doesn’t matter whether you fall, what matters is how fast you rise again and dust yourself up.

She proved her detractors wrong. She was made of sterner stuff.

She rose again, challenging the tribunal’s decision in the Court of Appeal which gave her the much needed lifeline.

Though she couldn’t seek election anymore, her party was given a green light to field another aspirant.

Her brother fitted the bill. He was made a king in a split second.

But her deterioration continued, it was like a bad strain of deadly cancer. Justice was after her neck.

She had helped thousands get the same justice, now roles have changed.

They say laws are cross cutting and apply to all and sundry. Sadly, the same courts that make heroes can also make villains.

Inasmuch as we loved you, there is this little thing you are not telling us. How and where did you get that voters card? You can opt to remain mum and wish the question away; unfortunately, the courts of law want the same questions answered.

Accusations of fraud, foul play, and mudslinging politics come at play. But the onus is on you alone to unleash the truth. Was it blackmail, fraud, foul play or mere poly-tricks?

We are listening……..

Why Kenyan Senator Mutula Kilonzo died

Only days after the sudden and shocking demise of Senator Mutula Kilonzo, a seasoned lawyer turned politician who was not afraid to speak his mind however controversial the issue at hand was, and theories have begun precipitating left right and center, ranging from the mundane to the bizarre.

As the disturbing facts finally sink into our minds, many tongues have been left wagging, some pointing out that the good old lawyer might have committed suicide, others insinuating that food poisoning could have been at play; while still others believe it is just another political assassination.

Puzzled many

Perhaps explaining the reason why there have been calls for a probe into his death which puzzled many.

In a country where political assassinations have been part of our history, it becomes increasingly unbelievable that the high and mighty, and the politicians and the who is whos, and the “Top Honchos” in the society can actually meet their creator following natural death or old age or even failing health.

Sadly, only the poor, the “Riff Raff of society” die of natural causes.

As we console the bereaved and mourn the dead, we must be alive to the fact that anything could have been a cause of his death, including but not limited to natural causes.

 

A year ago, Kenyans witnessed yet another demise of a prominent politician, the late professor George Saitoti who was until his death, a cabinet minister.

Hon Saitoti died in unclear circumstances after his chopper caught fire and killed all the passengers.

His death has never been satisfactorily demystified, and a commission probing the death pointed to human error.

Such grim statistics raise questions over the deaths of any other politician.

Fast forward to 2013 and another cabinet minister bites the dust.

This time a controversial, intelligent and brilliant senator, barely a month into office.

According to a political journalist who interviewed him, Mr Kilonzo is said to have intimated that he had an explosive piece of information that could have shaken the whole country, but could reveal it at the right time.

But that was too late, death caught up with him before he could divulge his little secret.

The script changes

According to evidence pieced together by witnesses, Hon Mutula kilonzo ate his favorite meal of roast meat Friday evening at his farm house in Maanzoni, just a few kilometers outside Nairobi.

It was after he retired to bed when he passed on in his sleep, but not before vomiting in his sink.

“Mr Kilonzo was found dead in bed yesterday at around 11 am by is workers,” reported the Daily Nation.

Police and medical investigators thronged the home of Mr Kilonzo shortly after he was pronounced dead.

In sharp contrast to Hon Saitoti’s death in the thick of Ngong forest, police rushed to the scene but could not seal off the area, something that commissioners investigating his death said could have been a plot to compromise and tamper with evidence.

 

So, just a curious question, what were a whole contingent of police doing in Hon kilonzo,s home shortly after his death?

Medical forensic experts and the Criminal Investigations Department could have ably probed the matter.

We just wish that if anything else rather than natural death will be disclosed as a cause of death, we will not hear a situation where evidence could have been compromised as with the Saitoti case, which an investigative journalist concluded was a political assassination.

Perhaps this is the reason why denizens are refusing to believe that their beloved politician succumbed to failing health, or as the media suggested cardiac arrest.

Cardiac arrest has been confirmed as the single largest killer of humans in the USA.

As the government pathologist performs a post mortem of the late Kilonzo today, Thousands of Kenyans will be watching, to either give life to their myriad of reasons why he died, of dismiss them altogether.

And finally, as we wait anxiously to know the cause of his death, we pray that Mr kilonzo died of natural causes and that the truth will be revealed to all and sundry.

That said, death has robbed the country a revolutionary leader, who will be remembered for his firm stand for what was right, even when everyone else thought otherwise.

May his soul rest in eternal peace.

When the gods want to destroy a man, they first make him mad

It was the legendary Chinua Achebe who once quipped,’ When the gods want to destroy a man, they first make him mad,’

A fortnight ago, Kenyans were treated to yet another political drama when the Prime Minister Raila Odinga descended on to Kondele grounds on the fringes of Kisumu city armed with a bible.

The PM is said to have equated himself with Jesus of Nazareth, and also reminded the crowds that just like Jesus, he has suffered but he is alive.

The PM also condemned last week’s ruling by the Supreme Court, which upheld the win by President and vice president elect Uhuru Kenyatta and William Ruto as the duly elected leaders in the March 4 polls.

“Supreme court ishindwe, shindwe!” he chanted in unison with his die hard supporters.

And social media was awash with reactions and counteraccusations as Kenyans again tore each other to parts in line with their ethnic affiliations.

“I wonder how low the PM can sink, this was a whole new low.” Wrote Mustapha

“When will he move on with his life, he lost,, period,” asserted another Kenyan.

According to Kevin Amwatsi* Raila odinga has really failed his followers who have started to realize how pedestrian he has become following the court’s decision.

“Si Mjinyonge, U stole our victory!”(Kill yourselves you thieves, you stole our victory) screamed Owano Felstus.

Raila told supporters that the Supreme Court had teamed up with the enemies of development to end his political career.

Word has it that he might make a comeback into house politics, and plans are underway to either nominate him to parliament or prevail upon an ODM MP to step down for him so that a by election could be held where he will vie for MP.

My canon ball tells me that he might get another thrashing at the ballot if he results to such unorthodox theatrics of divisive politics.

A number of MPs were heard claiming that without the duo of PM Raila and outgoing VP Kalonzo Musyoka, the government will run roughshod on them(Opposition) thereby reducing the country to a one party state.

“The duo will keep the government of the day on its toes,” said an ODM MP who sought anonymity.

Raila and Kalonzo are yet to comment on this developing possibility.

On using or misusing the bible, Raila might attract the wrath of God to the people, a face book friend told me.

“This man will not escape the wrath of God, he has mocked him, while blaming his political detractors, let us pray that God does not punish the whole country for one man’s carelessness,” commented Wasike Geoffrey* on Facebook.

While Raila and his ilk think that the newly elected set of leaders will not deliver the goods and will instead shepherd us to doom, let’s wait and see what happens, because, no one is a prophet to know what will happen, an old man told this writer.

I end where I started, ”When a mad man walks naked, it’s his kinsmen who feel the shame,” Chinua Achebe, May his soul rest in peace, once said in his fourth novel, A Man of the people.

*Not the real names.

Kenyans will never learn! Here are the ingredients of post election violence

Lessons from the party nominations

Kenyan politics are made from stuff that can make the most dramatic soap operas and make the masters of all soaps, the Mexicans, proud, but the only tragedy with this political drama is, the precision at which they so predictably turn tragic.

Last week I witnessed a gang of men knock out three canines from a young lad who had allegedly fled with campaign money which had been dished out by a politician. 

The incident happened near Kangemi where, as has been the custom when big shot politicians come calling and hunting for votes, youths, market women, street children and people of all walks the streets of life line up for the windfall that will be dished out and not for the unending promises that politicians make.

Now, this lad happened to be so near to the campaign trucks and when that time came, he was among the ones who grabbed wads of notes from the grubby fingers of campaign mandarins, and as predicted, made a mad dash that could have made David Rudisha proud.

Drama unfolded when a 500 strong army of hungry youths and market women descended on him, eager to get something from the fall, and man! It was a sight to behold as people rushed, bashed, jostled for space and outran each other in hot pursuit of the money laden guy.

Tragedy strikes

After about ten minutes of the gold rush, the fleeing guy’s journey was cut short by one sweep that knocked him to the ground and within no time, he had been relieved of all the money.

The tattered notes, some torn in half and others into minute pieces were strewn all over the place, perhaps to serve as a reminder to the locals of their greed for money, and just for the record, I saw a guy gobble up a wad of notes into his mouth.

Worried man

I was a worried man. Worried because I expected that at this day and age people should act with a certain degree of civility. Who knows, if they lined up and shared the cash in a civilized way, maybe everyone could have gotten something to take home and no money could have been wasted. But then I realized it the same Kenyans who are dirt poor and can’t wait to lay their hands on the money, some just to feed themselves.

I am not about to preach civility to Kenyans, because I know will fair badly off. But it’s time we changed our archaic and barbaric ways as far as political campaigns are concerned.

At about the same time, just when I was chatting with a heavily inebriated youth who was weak enough not to fight for the windfall, tragedy stroke.

There were cries and shrieks but one particular horrific wail signaled danger.

A man’s eye had been gorged out, and three of his front teeth knocked off. Reason, he breached a contract.

On getting closer, I realize he is the same man who bolted with campaign cash. It was a plan, I learn, by a group of youth to run away with the cash and the man made a fatal error when he fell, denying the others their lion’s share of the loot. And that was the price to pay.

Now this is the tragedy

Every five years, Kenyans live in peace, tolerate each other and work together regardless of their tribes and political affiliations, but come electioneering period, and they turn against each other, thanks to politicians who successfully divide them along tribal lines and feed them with stolen cash.

Most people get a smattering amount of this campaign money, some getting as little as KShs 20, money that cannot even buy a packet of milk!

The party nominations came around last Thursday and anyone who witnessed the tragic drama can bear with me that violence, voter bribery, mass importation of voters and sheer anarchy ruled the exercise, shaming Kenya as a democracy.

Two pence

If what we saw in the sham party nominations was a sneak preview of the general elections, we better be prepared for more anguish, more pain, more internally displaced persons, more bloodshed, courtesy of we Kenyans for allowing the politicians to use us.

When politicians use money to control our minds, when the police will be caught unawares again, we are poised to have the mother of all post election violence!

I rest my case!

Of Fake degrees in a fake country

Of fake degree papers and drama kings

Starehe MP Bishop Dr. Margeret Wanjiru is a distraught woman.

In a span of one short month she has seen her political star dim in never seen before speeds, thanks solely to her degree papers that someone somewhere decided were not in order.

Over the last month, the good bishop has faced the toughest time of her short political career. Leave alone being declared illegitimately elected in 2007 and trouncing her competitors only to silence them with a landslide win in the by elections, this time she has been barred from contesting the Nairobi gubernatorial seat, at least on an ODM ticket, after her degree certificates were found to be defective.

Even if that might be true, at least if reports from the Commission on higher education are anything to go by, this begs the question, just why this late?

The party could have vetted her a long time ago and declared her unfit to run! Here, as someone whispered to me, political games have been played, and as Kenyans are wont to say, Money has been poured!

Although an impeccable source privy to her academic documents insinuated that she got her Master’s degree way before her undergraduate degree, something that is alien in the academic world, there is certainly more than meets the eye.

Bishop Wanjiru, in her televised rebuttal said she is a proud owner of five degree papers, 2 academic and three honorary, but claims abound that the theological colleges she attended abroad are not authorized to confer degrees.

Day of Reckoning

Last Tuesday, the Orange Democratic Movement, a vessel that the bishop had chosen to steer her to the governor’s seat, disqualified her from contesting, leaving his rival and business manager Evans Kidero, to clinch the party nomination  unrivalled.

That was her day of reckoning, the day she saw her political ambitions go down the drain in a flash.

It is not clear whether the bishop is vying for any other elective post.

Clifford Waititu the drama king

Ferdinand Waititu is made of sterner stuff. He has been in the news for all the wrong reasons.

At one time, he was arrested for fanning hate speech in Kayole, Embakasi after he ordered all maasai’s to vacate the area, only to defend himself by making one of the most freakiest excuses.

He said that he was telling his Maasai friends that, “Masaa hii hii wanaenda” loosely translated to mean “my friends are leaving immediately’ and as expected tye toothless dog that is the National Cohesion and Integration Commission bought that!

In his latest installment of political drama, he has been on the spotlight, this time over his degree papers.

The papers are said to bear the names, Clifford Waititu, while his ID has Ferdinand Waititu as his name. Fortunately, Waititu has survived all this and even went ahead to stun his political rival for the Nairobi gubernatorial seat, the moneyed business magnate and self made billionaire, Jimnah Mbaru, who had been touted to have three top of the range campaign tracks, had erected three billboards at strategic place3s and went on to lost The national alliance ticket to Waititu, who has fashioned himself as a man of the people.

My two pence on this, there comes a time when the truth has to set you free.

I rest my case!