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A STUPID INTELLIGENT POST

TOWARDS KAYOAN SUPREMACY:

My self-imposed short leave is over and I have undertaken to resume my socio-civic norm of prescribing the bitter pills of truth to Kayoa. This is so mainly because most of my previous posts had elicited undesired responses with many claiming that I have some scores to settle with God knows who. In as much as I claim to be a truth lover, I am more than conscious of the repercussions that accompany my standpoint and declaration of such.

Be that as it may, by looking retrospectively at the posts and comments by Kayoans, by analysis one can collapse KAYOA problems into one simple but weighty sentence: “YOUTHS DON’T HAVE A PLACE IN KASISIT.” From all social, economic and political fronts, it’s evident that the youths of that metropolis have been trampled upon by some pot-bellied wazee wa mitaa. How and why are the questions you may ask but my intuition tells me that it’s because unlike those wazees, the youths lack any holistic and formidable framework of voicing their concerns, demands and ambitions.

However, on a lighter note, methinks that the crafters and framers of this group did a worthy job required of a patriot. They literally laid the foundation for Kayoa to articulate and shape their youth agenda without wazees poking their long noses. However, despite all these, the group has remained just that, a group – nothing else. Now this begs the questions; What indeed is Kayoa? Is it a lobby group? No! Is it a social-bonding group? Big No! Is it an interest group? Hell No! And if Kayoa “advocates” for something, what is it? Do Kayoa members really have any pre-set goals and targets?

Whenever I try to examine these questions I get the impression that Kayoa (especially the group) deserves to be defined as a dustbin where majority of members dump and vomit their mischief and tribulations. Yes, you heard me right Kayoa, we have turned the group into a lamentation field where we “engage” with wazees notwithstanding even the fact that they are nowhere near digital, let alone social media!

So what is the way forward?
All is not lost, however. Methinks Kakiwo tapta tepeng’wa. (Beekeepers cum honey harvesters know what I Mean here). Methinks that Kayoa should be formalized now. Methinks Kayoa needs a Sossion, a Nzili. Still, methinks and has always thought Kayoa needs a strong, legitimate leader who will tell the dominant wazee to go to hell without batting an eyelid. Yes! 

What Kayoa needs are leaders of valor, not cowards; leaders of virtue, not vice. We need the crème de la crème of our own at the helm of leadership, not some few people bombarding our faces with leadership recipes that are value laden and laced with anti-youth vendetta.

So if indeed we ever want to achieve any order and claim supremacy in Kasisit all of us should strive to give Kayoa this fundamental skeleton; the structure with which issues, problems and aspirations will be channeled, through properly set protocols. 

Without that, we will forever be prisoners, who instead of conglomerating to brainstorm on how to get out, choose to busy themselves and randomly complain (from their individual cells) about how painful the lashing from the prison warden was; or which warden is more torturous!
I rest my case.
I am Socrates Murenoni Kangogo.

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