THE ELIGATARIAN POST

It was in the deep stillness of a recent vigil, when the world lay supine and the spirit found itself untethered from the immediate dictates of the clock, that my own mind, thus sharpened by the keen edge of wakefulness, began to wander across the vibrant, yet vexing, terrain of our national economy. My thoughts were irresistibly drawn to two figures of monumental, yet often unrecognised, consequence: the stalwart Mama Mboga and the ubiquitous Mtu wa Boda Boda. Whence came this legion of indispensable entrepreneurs? Were they the mere, random efflorescence of commerce, or were they the inevitable, latter-day harvest of seeds sown by design?  It was a question that lodged itself with the tenacity of an unsolved riddle, compelling a descent into realms of deeper thought and rigorous inquiry. Thus motivated by this stirring of the intellect, I ceased my simple musing and commenced a thorough expedition through the archives of history, the scrolls of economic policy, and the shifting s...

  ​ On this sacred observance of Mashujaa Day, where we pause to measure the magnificent stature of our heroes, we turn our gaze upon the enduring shadow cast by Raila Amolo Odinga, Jakom, a man whose life was a study in paradox and power. He was an archetype unto himself, known variously as Tinga, Agwambo, and Wuod Mary, yet to millions, he remained simply Baba, the complex, authoritative, and profoundly misunderstood political patriarch. ​To many who navigated his orbit, he embodied the quintessential Nonconformist, a spirit perpetually at war with the inertia of the establishment. He was the rebel with an essential cause, whose very pulse set the rhythm for democratic tension in the Republic. This very spirit, so admired for its fearless refusal to compromise with tyranny, housed the essential contradiction that often defined his path. For in the grand theatre of his strategic mind, he was capable of the highest form of political nonconformity: the rebellion against ...