So the events of these past couple of weeks have me wondering why we don’t have an Occupy Kenya movement as is seen taking place in other countries worldwide. Unemployment is beyond stats and the Kenya shilling is at an all time low which in turn means high food prices, fuel prices, high every price; can I say Domino Effect. Living conditions are deteriorating and the few voices I’ve seen/heard so far try to protest this are trying but with little to no avail since no solid changes have been made in stabilizing the shilling. To add salt to injury, the Kenyan government has set aside Ksh. 383 mil to build ‘A HOUSE’ and yet Kenyans had to come together as Kenyans for Kenya to save the lives of those hardest hit by hunger and malnutrition.
We walk around calling ourselves Kenyans and how we live in a free and fair society yet women and members of the LGBTQ community still struggle to fight (on a daily basis) for basic human rights and recognition. Everything from Inheritance to Marriage and as sad as it is to say Divorce is geared towards the dominant male race, and this does not include the ‘gays’; it’s frustrating and beyond tiring. We turn on the TV to see/hear NEWS on what this politician said where and yet our country is being ‘stolen/annexed’ from right under our noses, and our neighbours aren’t even being discreet about it. From the Northern borders all the way to inside the capital city, we are losing our country.
We are currently at war with Somali’s Al Shabaab and as much as we want to convince ourselves it’s because of the threat they pose to fellow Kenyans, truth be told it’s more about the damage they are doing to our tourism revenue by kidnapping holidaymakers aka foreigners. Kenyans have been sidelined to the point of no return by our very own leaders and yet we go about everyday as if life couldn’t be better. But what’s sadder still is the fact that it’s we who keep electing those same officials.
My thing is this though; those officials are there and should be there for the better part of 2012 unless an impeachment takes place. That being said, are we supposed to sit back and watch all these misgivings befall us and PRAY them away? What happened to FAITH WITH ACTIONS? And faith aside, what happened to general concern for our fellow countrymen? It’s time we take action; out leaders need to realize that we are NOT okay with all the nonsense they are at in the name of politics. We need to UNITE as Kenyans, WORK as Kenyans and BUILD this country as Kenyans and this needs to start with that one step in the right direction.
I’m not talking of a movement of a couple of people, I’m thinking tens of thousands, we have the numbers and only we know what we go through on a daily basis. When will we get tired of our leaders hefty salaries for nothing done while the hard workers get peanuts in return? Think about it, the hardest workers in our society are the manual labourers (those who push mikokoteni ‘wooden carts’ or brick layers) and yet come the end of the day, several hundred Kenya shilling bills grace their pockets, that is, of they were lucky. This needs to stop and only we “KENYANS UNITED” can see to it.
SOMEONE IS CLEARLY CRAVING SOME CAKE :’))
When in doubt, bake a cake!
GUN HILL ROAD
Early Sunday morning, mom is getting ready for church and I, well I’m channel scanning, getting ready to clock in another pajama day. Just then, I see a preview for a new movie “GUN HILL ROAD” http://youtu.be/09zgt6-f_b4 featuring Michael (played by Harmony Santana) a transgender teen and her struggle to understand her sexual transformations and gain acceptance especially from the home front. This, like many other occasions where LGBTQ related topics come to the limelight, was a reason to start yet another discussion on the daily struggles faced by transgender teens and adults alike.
Without actual statistics, we went on to discuss high suicide rates, depression and exactly what being a trans entails (biologically). Having her sit back, listen and at times contribute affirmatively, made me both happy and proud; because as you can imagine, having been raised in a strict Catholic household, with very conservative parents, who only acknowledge black and white, this conversation was almost unlikely. Back to the conversation and as I explain events, give examples of suicide cases and reiterate that at no point did Michael and many others like her choose to be “different”, and that many even blame God for having wronged them; mom listens attentively and at the end even sympathizes with her.
I was like WOW this working progress, is now almost a complete masterpiece, next she will be accompanying me to ((PRIDE FESTIVALS)) Ha! Okay, maybe that’s a leap of faith, but I’ve always been a big dreamer and you never know. All in all, I took the liberty to attach the link to “GUN HILL ROAD”, hope it opens up minds and stirs conversations in the same manner it did at home, and while you’re at it ((ENJOY))
Just to set the record straight, by “OUT” I hope you all know what I mean coz clearly one of the men in attendance didn’t; and guess who had the misfortune of seating next to him, me, talk about tough luck. Anyway after several awkward glances across the auditorium, he looks at me and asks, “Do you notice that all the couples are of the same gender?” Thinking I was definitely hearing my own things, he continues with, “This gayism and lesbianism is becoming too rampant in Kenya.” Gosh! The blank look I gave him followed by a; what are you doing here and better yet how did you find out about this function?
You see, Kenya was having its first ever OUT FILM FESTIVAL, featuring films and documentaries from all corners of the world that tackled coming out and acceptance amongst other topics. Pretty cool huh! And the best part was the attendance, especially on the first day, where allies and members of the LGBTQ community showed up in thrones forcing many to either stand or stay outside awaiting available seats or space. This was clearly a good thing and a proud moment for me. The event was only going to last two days and by its close, all I could think of is when and where the next one would be staged. ((LOUD and PROUD))
Back to my seatmate, well I managed to give him my two pence on acceptance, being open minded and not following, blindly, what the society at large had to say. “Sit back, watch and enjoy and if you honestly don’t feel comfortable, you are allowed to leave.” Did it surprise me that he chose to stay? Not really, and did it surprise me that he was there the next day, bright and early, seated front row and centre and didn’t leave until the very close? NO. You see, this man was either in his mid 40s or late 30s early 40s and as much as he tried to pull the “My culture does not accept this and feigned ignorance of what he was attending” I knew better and thus handed him a Gay Kenya brochure (who by the way were the organizers of the event ‘KUDOS’) and let him be, I see a future member in the works lol!
So, the festival is over and we’re heading home, the topic on everyone’s lips is what this festival would lead to ((PRIDE FESTIVALS)) and the works :) talk about things already looking brighter and of course more colourful for the country huh!
Sitting here trying to come to terms with my emotions; anxious one day, happy the next, confused at some points and goal oriented at another. My current emotion, “living in my own truth” i.e. if it qualifies as an emotion. For years I’ve never really been able to put to words what causes or makes me have certain stands in my life. One thing is certain though, I’m stubborn and as stubborn as stubborn gets, with ideals and opinions that I work hard at not going back on. So what next? I sit here, thinking about why I’ve chosen to be vocal (in my own right i.e.) on the LGBTQ movement in my home country Kenya. Why have I picked a path that I know for sure will only lead to resentment and distaste from others? Well that’s where living in one’s own truth comes in. I see no fault in other’s being true to themselves, accepting themselves and living loud and proud. Heck! I expect the same for me, so why should someone else be denied that at the expense of what the society at large expects. And if you were wondering, I’m not one to follow what the society says let alone does, I believe everyone has their own mind for a reason and should thus be used. We are not puppets and even puppets get some downtime from all that acting. Why should people be forced to live one lifestyle and yet deep down they know what they want and aspire for themselves? ((Live in one’s truth))
Making your own choices gives you the opportunity to live a life you love, and to set an example of open-minded thinking and compassion.
Jonathan Lockwood Huie
Sitting here listening to women complain about how men have failed, no! wait, that’s an understatement, completely butchered their parental roles/duties. Most of these women as you can imagine, had their partner’s bail on them either while pregnant or after the birth of their child(ren). Getting child support is just another issue and it’s not that their partner’s aren’t well off; they just don’t want to support their own (telling it like it is).
My contribution, though straight to the point, was why bother chase after him as if he isn’t aware of his responsibilities, if he wanted to support, he would have and a while back at that. If you’re in a position to support them yourself, do it. Don’t waste your time and resources (in cases where lawyers are involved) on ‘baggage’. “At least he left,” I told one, “what about the current trend of men who are very much present in your life, living, dressing, driving off you, but would and will not contribute a zip towards your (his included) child(ren). What then? Count your blessings and move on coz believe me, you don’t want to be stuck with this one.”
The sad part is that this current trend is alive and contagious at the very least, spewing into households alike. Then again, that’s a rant for another day; for now I’ll leave you with these words…
Count your blessing and move on; period!
Ever sat through a conversation or watched guys go on and on, about a topic that frankly, need not be discussed in this day and age. Well I have, and that’s what has brought me to this; Open Mindedness Galore ((OMG!))
So we are all very familiar with the black and white areas of every scenario, right? I thought so. That’s why I won’t bother, per se, to try and elaborate on them. My major concern is the wide, bottomless pit that is the grey area; The Grey Abyss.
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