The First

So this is where I'm supposed to awe you all being my first post and all, hahaha I don't usually follow the norms so pardon my un awing nature. Either way been my first post, you could say I popped its cherry. Yaaay for me and to those who get what I mean. Just keeping... Continue Reading →

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Ban Our Morals

It is okay to be governed by laws up to where a country is concerned. That is what the constitution is for. But when we get to a point where a person’s morality, which is often subjective, is used to operate a country’s mandate it becomes a slippery slope. Because there is no dictating what... Continue Reading →

Hit By A Truck

Age comes hurtling towards you like an out of control truck. And not just any truck. Especially not the ones you see on movies, with shiny glossy paint and majestic emblems sticking up in the air. The ones that are arrogant and go for photo shoots with models in hot pants. (Does anyone say hot... Continue Reading →

Mama… Give Us A Sign

Mid conversation with this chap he stops and asks me how old I am. Usually when this happens I’m either speaking like three hundred wise men or the bouncer thinks my beard (read goatee) is a stick on.  That I’m not old enough to patron a joint so they ask for some ID. It doesn’t... Continue Reading →

Mentor. Rinse. Repeat

The quickest way to die in this city is to hang around some older men that have tasted success and savored the flavor of having money. Sometime you call them mentors and you meet them for coffee at some high rise building where you don’t have coffee but probably something a little bit more bitterly... Continue Reading →

Not yet Men?

There’s something about a sensitive man.  A man that is in touch with his feelings. A man that views his femininity as something to embrace rather than hide. A man comfortable in pink. The same man that will have zero qualms driving a Nissan March, a car with more curves than a parabola, to his... Continue Reading →

Say YES to NO

There are different analogies when it comes to consent, analogies coined by men and women all trying to shed light on what sexual harassment and rape is. These analogies try to end a common misconception that sometimes consent is a blurred line. (I used to believe it was but I learnt that IT. IS. NOT.)... Continue Reading →

In Particula

Ladies wear little black dresses to the clubs (or a variation of it) and guys buy bottles of Jack Daniels (or a variation of it). The bottles sit on the table, basking in the changing neon lights of the club, steadily dwindling into glasses over ice and sometimes diluted into an ocean of soda. It... Continue Reading →

Fire Fingers

When Harambe was shot, the gorilla, I felt nothing. Zilch. Too many people were eulogizing the dead gorilla-like he meant something to them. Their words were laid with so much emotion you’d think on occasional Sundays they would grab cold pints with the chap and watch premier league highlights. So as I was sitting on... Continue Reading →

A lesson in pain

This weather forces me to listen to Sam Smith, Justin Bieber and this other guy with hair the color of fire - Ed Sheeran. In most of Nairobi the sky is a sad gray. The weather has become a moody son of a gun that cries at the slightest provocation. The tarmacs have become slippery,... Continue Reading →

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