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Of the biased boy child everywhere

  That the boy child goes through a lot is not in contention. It too doesn't surprise to see none other than the same gender bringing their fellow one down while lifting the profile of the girl child.   Sample the following where two job seekers, a male and a female, posted in a social media platform looking for prospective employers and giving a bit of their career backgrounds. Though each poster made own post in same platform within a day of each, the comments section is what left many asking questions, especially on the post made by the male poster.   Both posters, it seemed, were recent statistics of the growing numbers being rendered jobless when organizations are downscaling, relocating or closing shop for good owing the current policies in place, especially taxations and high cost of doing business.   For the lady, there were many willing to employ her, including givings business ideas and tips on how to get started as she goes about waiting for that vacant position suiting

When that sudden weight loss or weight gain becomes subject of speculation

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  the backyard Sometimes we tend to become lethargic when we feel satisfied even for a minor accomplishment. Two years back, when I realized I was putting on weight, I embarked on rigorous exercises including long walks, cycling and hiking the back hills. I quickly lost the accumulated weight in a short time. See: https://paulkariuki.blogspot.com/2019/07/and-long-walk-made-difference.html   Not very long in a social joint, while following an English Premier League match, a friend happened to drop by during the interval and we had a bit of catching up. Then he made some remarks to the effect that I was ‘feeding well’ as I seemed to be in a kind of ‘good health.’

Budgeting for corruption: its campaigns season again!

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The speed at which some development projects are being implemented at is astonishing. With the General Election under a year away, elected members in different political offices are in a rush – a mad rush indeed – to complete projects, some of which were launched three years back and done at a staggering rate to be ready a few days or within a month for a handover or opening before the next vote.   It is all about political survival. Having enjoyed the trappings of power, and especially the benefits that come with being a holder of that political office, no politician is willing to bequeath their seats easily. Some have made it clear that their areas of representations are their fortes of sorts, and would not easily bequeath them to a serious competitor without cutting him or her down to size first.

When the dead almost answered me from the hereafter

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I’m subscribed to four mobile services providers and had been a customer to the largest telco in the country for over a decade now. And I mean I had been using the same SIM card for that long, with the exception where I had lost my handset and replaced the line. I have managed to back up most of the contacts meaning no contact had been lost to date.   And during the over decade long that I have been a subscriber, and owing to my line of work, I’ve added so many contacts that nearly all SIM cards have run out of storage space necessitating saving new numbers on my Google contact storage.

The shame of a cartel making one pay through the nose – part 2

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What spoilt the party for the Mathina village water cartel was the increasing awareness by the residents that something was wrong in matters water. Many of the peasants’ children, especially the highly educated, were woke ones, and this is the lot that gave elders a hard time with grating questions. And the newcomers - those who bought plots recently and settled in the area - too realized something was wrong. Some of them were filth rich individuals, who, tired of urban life, have come to seek the solace of countryside, or were retirees who had bought plots and build their dream homes. They could not understand the water politics and why individual water needs had to be dictated by few individuals in the water office for ages.

The shame of a cartel making one pay through the nose

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Mathina village comprises of nine clusters, better known as settlement schemes. Each cluster, which is a village in itself, has a maximum of two hundred homesteads, but the number is increasing as the once vast individual farmlands are disappearing after being subdivided into minuscule pieces and sold as plots. It is now assuming a cosmopolitan face with a burgeoning population.   There are ranges of hills to the east of the village with at least three perennial springs in two of the forested hills. Two spring waters form part of the tributaries that flows swiftly downhill to join a big river that was known as River D. I say known because presently River D is a dry seasonal channel – flowing during those three wet months before petering out. We shall see how the river died a slow death.

When I became a victim of con artists

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My first encounter with con artists was in 2015 along the Kenyatta Avenue in Nakuru town. At the time, the first governor of the fast growing town that is aspiring for a city status had not began removing hawkers along the corridors of the buildings and in the streets. To say the town back then was a hub of activities especially on the streets as hawkers jostled for customers is not an understatement.   Halfway along the Kenyatta Avenue was a guy selling movies, and was easily identified from far off by his trademark hairstyle that was a hybrid between a box and a trimmed umbrella tree. His name was Kigen, and as is with members of Nilotic tribe persuasion, he was black. His skin was a tone deep black like the bottom of the cooking pot.