Monthly Archives: March 2011

>UoN vs. The Beast

>Picture this: the cloudy sky orange from the hue of burning cars, stones and rocks crawling across roads dying out with the momentum of foolhardy throws, shop windows left in spider-webbed cracks, blood soaked pavements coated with fine layers of … Continue reading

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>The #KenyansOnTwitter Party

>When you’re climbing a mountain and you feel like your heart is about to explode, it’s usually advisable to think of anything that can distract you from your current predicament. So that’s how this topic was born. Halfway up a … Continue reading

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>If Armageddon happens in the next week

>Off to climb a mountain. Hoping Armageddon doesn’t befall middle earth by the time I get back down. Because, you know, that would suck. Also, then there’s only going to be a few of us left to repopulate the earth. … Continue reading

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>Suicide by Media

>So they say that dolphins are the only other creatures that have sex for pleasure. Now, I bet that there are some of you absolute freaks out there who have subsequently idly wondered what it would be like to have … Continue reading

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>The “Just Right” Porridge

>Hi, my name is Sham and I’m a middle class Kenyan. Yes, I’m introducing myself like it’s at an addictions anonymous group of sorts but perhaps that’s exactly what it is. Allow me to elaborate. We live in a country … Continue reading

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>Stick that in your tribe and poke it.

>Right now as I sit and type out these words my laptop clock says it’s eight forty nine at night and all I can hear is the silence between the ticks of the second hand on the great big clock … Continue reading

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>Idle thoughts on the Ides of March

>Tuesday, the Ides of March. I feel like purging. I will. Because I can. So, I can’t drink copious amounts of mind numbing whiskies, beers, spirits or jet fuels for the fear of brain damage and liver failure. I can’t … Continue reading

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>Proud Kenyans should be loud Kenyans

>Sometimes I hate being Kenyan Indian. It’s relegated me into permanently being one of those “ka ching!” dollar signs in people’s eyes, you know, like those in the old Hannah Barbera cartoons. Being Kenyan Indian, I can’t even walk into … Continue reading

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