<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:50.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2</title><subtitle type='html'>it is blogs that make the world,
the web is full of wounds and scars.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-115232393818738339</id><published>2006-07-07T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:19:33.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the decline in african fortunes since the 1960's has no better summary than this one by charles onyango-obbo of the nation media group in nairobi, kenya ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             &lt;center&gt;                                               &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;For                                                  African states, ending graft is                                                  like committing suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;By                                                  Charles Onyango-Obbo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;There                                                  are African presidents who, occasionally,                                                  break with the mould and speak                                                  the plain truth. Uganda’s President                                                  Yoweri Museveni used to be a great                                                  one for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;These                                                  days, you can expect some refreshing                                                  performances from Nigeria’s Olusegun                                                  Obasanjo, Rwanda’s Paul Kagame,                                                  South Africa’s Thabo Mbeki, and                                                  even Zimbabwe’s Robert Mugabe.                                                  But, most particularly, Senegal’s                                                  Abdoulaye Wade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Last                                                  week Wade, one of the crafters                                                  of the New Partnership for Africa’s                                                  Development (Nepad), said it had                                                  failed miserably. Under Nepad,                                                  Africans leaders agreed to adopt                                                  higher standards of managing their                                                  countries’ affairs; stop stealing                                                  the people’s money and oppressing                                                  them; and allow their peers to                                                  review the way they were running                                                  things. In exchange, the donor                                                  countries would increase their                                                  development aid support; and write                                                  off the foreign debt of the nations                                                  that made the grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wade                                                  said nothing had come out of Nepad                                                  partly because lousy managers                                                  had been appointed to run it,                                                  and very few countries had submitted                                                  themselves to peer review. Though                                                  aid and debt forgiveness came,                                                  there was little to show for it.                                                  "Nepad has not built a single                                                  mile of road," he said. He promised,                                                  however, that the problems that                                                  have plagued it would be fixed.                                                  That said, any new efforts might                                                  still change Africa’s corrupt                                                  ways only marginally, if at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;One                                                  reason is that corruption today                                                  forms the building block of nearly                                                  every African political enterprise.                                                  Something happened on this fair                                                  continent when the euphoria of                                                  independence began to fade at                                                  the close of the 1960s and the                                                  commodity export economies started                                                  collapsing in the 1970s. In the                                                  1980s, most African countries                                                  were buried and only started to                                                  resurrect in the mid-1990s. Some,                                                  like Somalia, still remain in                                                  limbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The                                                  economic crisis into which most                                                  countries plunged eroded the ability                                                  of governments to win legitimacy                                                  and support through offering public                                                  goods like new schools, hospitals                                                  and roads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Because                                                  bankrupt governments could no                                                  longer win popularity through                                                  things like provision of services,                                                  the architecture of patronage                                                  changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Governments’                                                  main resource was no longer, for                                                  example, how many jobs they created,                                                  but how many of the existing jobs                                                  they could give out to cronies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Where                                                  previously a government would                                                  build a road to a county and then                                                  top it off with a dispensary,                                                  it now moved to picking out a                                                  few people from the tribe living                                                  in that area and feeding them                                                  on "behalf" of their tribe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Several                                                  governments succeeded remarkably                                                  at this. Corruption and nepotism                                                  came to serve a representational                                                  purpose. To this day, delegations                                                  come from upcountry to many African                                                  State Houses not to demand a road                                                  or electricity for their district,                                                  but to complain that the president                                                  hasn’t appointed their "son" to                                                  a plump job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But                                                  for corruption to become as entrenched                                                  as it has, it needed something                                                  else to fuel the culture of unaccountability.                                                  That partly came through the donor                                                  money that was poured into some                                                  of the basket cases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Donor                                                  funds were seen either to be free,                                                  or were viewed as strangers’ money;                                                  therefore, the kind of guilt that                                                  people feel at stealing from a                                                  neighour was absent when they                                                  looted it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In                                                  this way, many African countries                                                  plunged into the Catch-22 morass                                                  they are in today. Because they                                                  are poor, corruption thrives.                                                  And as long as their governments                                                  remain corrupt, they can’t deal                                                  with graft – one of the key factors                                                  entrenching poverty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;No                                                  African country has been able                                                  to deal effectively with corruption                                                  through conventional reform. In                                                  those that have made some successes,                                                  like Rwanda, the old state and                                                  extraction networks first had                                                  to collapse and dissolve in the                                                  war and genocide of 1994.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The                                                  moral of this tale is very scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Charles                                                  Onyango-Obbo is Nation Media Group’s                                                  managing editor for convergence                                                  and new products. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;E-mail:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;                                                  &lt;a href="mailto:cobbo@nation.co.ke"&gt;cobbo@nation.co.ke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:comments@nationaudio.com?subject=%20null%20:Monday,%20%20July%20%203,%20%20%202006"&gt;Comments\Views                                                  about this article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-115232393818738339?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/115232393818738339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=115232393818738339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/115232393818738339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/115232393818738339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2006/07/decline-in-african-fortunes-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-115101861943718625</id><published>2006-06-22T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:23:39.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.monthlyreview.org/0606jbf.htm"&gt;... we live in interesting times. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-115101861943718625?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/115101861943718625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=115101861943718625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/115101861943718625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/115101861943718625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-114731940130758821</id><published>2006-05-10T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:50:01.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the grandeur that was rome ... that is the verdict on the new georgia aquarium. it is massive!! with massive exhibits ... especially liked the beluga whales and the whale shark (king of fish). however, as anyone that has visited the nearby tennessee aquarium would attest, this georgia thing, all $300 million of it, doesn't hold a candle to the tennessee one. there is something intimate about the tennessee aquarium, something that makes you feel you are getting your money's worth ... not so with the georgia aquarium. hopefully georgia aqua will come up to speed and improve the exhibits ... cause if others go my route and decide the place ain't worth a second visit, they may be in trouble. but then again, schoolkids will always be there ... and they stand to benefit the most from the project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-114731940130758821?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/114731940130758821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=114731940130758821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114731940130758821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114731940130758821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2006/05/grandeur-that-was-rome.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-114619125884278720</id><published>2006-04-27T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:14:21.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, jm coetzee wins a &lt;a href="http://nobelprize.org/literature/laureates/2003/coetzee-lecture-e.html"&gt;nobel&lt;/a&gt; prize for lit and of course there is such a&lt;br /&gt;brouhaha because he is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white &lt;/span&gt;writer writing about africa, and white&lt;br /&gt;europe colonized &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black &lt;/span&gt;africa, and therefore his work, especially in so&lt;br /&gt;far as its protagonists are white, cannot be anything but a return of the&lt;br /&gt;colonial &amp; postcolonial misadventures of white europe. further, even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;contemplation &lt;/span&gt;(by a white writer) of black protagonists exercising their&lt;br /&gt;existence in africa falls under the purview of said misadventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i picked up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disgrace &lt;/span&gt;and later &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting for the barbarians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and those arguments took on a most spurious shade after i had the&lt;br /&gt;opportunity to peruse these works. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disgrace &lt;/span&gt;is mostly about how south&lt;br /&gt;africa has become a world of pitiless retribution and hard moral choices&lt;br /&gt;(esp. for whites, but the black masses are not faring that much better&lt;br /&gt;either). the gangsta film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsotsi &lt;/span&gt;picked up on this theme as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting for the barbarians&lt;/span&gt;, on the other hand, can rank as one of the&lt;br /&gt;best novels ever. it is about a white man who is a judge at an anonymous&lt;br /&gt;outpost of empire that gets relieved of his post by some smart-asses&lt;br /&gt;from the capital. the judge is relieved of his post for about a year, and&lt;br /&gt;the story is told during this period, as the judge comes face to face with&lt;br /&gt;the barbarian in the hearts of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of the novel, the smart-asses are overwhelmed by the&lt;br /&gt;savage, low-tech "barbarians" native to the lands at the frontier of the&lt;br /&gt;empire. The smart-asses retreat back to civilization and the judge can&lt;br /&gt;assume once more his command of the outpost. read as a metaphor for&lt;br /&gt;life, it places the present at the frontier outpost, the past at the capital,&lt;br /&gt;and the future at the world beyond the limits of empire, the land of the&lt;br /&gt;barbarians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written in 1980, the story anticipates the independence of south africa&lt;br /&gt;by more than a decade. granted, some of the charges leveled against&lt;br /&gt;conrad (esp. characterization) are valid against coetzee too in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the barbarians&lt;/span&gt;, except that many of coetzee's characters in the work are&lt;br /&gt;developed only in a functional sense (even the main character). this, in my&lt;br /&gt;opinion, only adds to the story's appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what's not to like about coetzee? at the rate i'm going, i'll soon read&lt;br /&gt;more of his works than i have of ngugi wa thiongo, david maillu, chinua&lt;br /&gt;achebe, wole soyinka, nadine gordimer, naguib mahfouz, and barbara&lt;br /&gt;kimenye. perhaps someone can shortcut me to the one book of his that&lt;br /&gt;really pissed black africa off (if it exists). and for the record, i enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the heart of darkness&lt;/span&gt; tremendously, and have joyfully absolved conrad&lt;br /&gt;of many of the charges leveled against him in the second half of the 20th&lt;br /&gt;century. except for participating&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the colonial venture, off course.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-114619125884278720?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/114619125884278720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=114619125884278720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114619125884278720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114619125884278720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-jm-coetzee-wins-nobel-prize-for-lit.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-114163306411002004</id><published>2006-03-06T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:17:44.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the first time in a bit, the folks at the academy awards have awarded oscars to a movie and an actress that i think are pretty good: "crash" and rachel weisz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not see all the oscar-nominated movies for 2005, but i watched "crash" and it was the best movie i'd watched in a long while. doesn't rattle as much as "the passion of the christ" but it does rattle all the same (doesn't bite like GoK, though). highly recommended if you haven't watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel weisz is famous for movies where she rewinds the weary theme of european misadventures in africa ("mummy 1 &amp;amp; 2", "constant gardener"). nonetheless, i like her work in "about a boy" and "the shape of things" very, very much. i've seen her in supporting roles mostly, hope she will move on up to big things and anchor a major motion picture some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-114163306411002004?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/114163306411002004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=114163306411002004' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114163306411002004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114163306411002004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-first-time-in-bit-folks-at-academy.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-114134832426006657</id><published>2006-03-02T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:22:23.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the Commander of the Golden Heart: A Protest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pained and shamed at the horrors of the night&lt;br /&gt;We are crazed and maimed by the tremor of the sight&lt;br /&gt;We decline to disillusion on the clamor of these shouts&lt;br /&gt;King of hearts respond to this: who are the gods routs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- On the raiding of the Standard Newspaper Offices in&lt;br /&gt;Nairobi, Kenya. March 2, 2006.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-114134832426006657?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/114134832426006657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=114134832426006657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114134832426006657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114134832426006657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-commander-of-golden-heart-protest.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-114091935708535676</id><published>2006-02-25T17:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:25:10.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="style19"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="style3"&gt;"Teachers have killed poetry and the corpse they present to students in secondary schools invokes fear and dread. " - Egara Kabaji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely agree with this guy but I concur with the above statement. Check out the link to the full article ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.eastandard.net/hm_news/news.php?articleid=37003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-114091935708535676?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/114091935708535676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=114091935708535676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114091935708535676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/114091935708535676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2006/02/teachers-have-killed-poetry-and-corpse_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112885469931325782</id><published>2005-10-09T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T06:08:49.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bananas and oranges: these are the terrifying symbols held up by a country where food is a luxury to justify its philosophy of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posterity will note - perhaps correctly - that the agricultural revolution was a power struggle between bananas and oranges. before bananas arrived in east africa, the power struggle was only between oranges. after the bananas arrived, they set in place a process of accumulation that increased their power while denying oranges any rights to accumulation thus diminishing their power. although there must have been others before him, waiyaki wa hinga is the first recorded "orange" having earned this credential in 1892. other famous oranges include mekatilili wa mwenza, ezekiel apindi, and koitalel arap samoei. these ancestors inspired the agricultural revolution, which started with the formation of tribal associations (and trade unions) some of which coalesced into national parties in colonial times. it then progressed into a still-birth multi-party democracy with FORD in 1992, gained momentum in 1997 with the IPPG, scored a significant victory in 2002, &amp;amp; reached its greatest height as a devolving peasant democracy following the referendum of november 2005. the agricultural revolution has been in kenya for at least 110 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT:&lt;br /&gt;the agricultural revolution originates from individuals and groups that gain their credentials to "oppose" appointed governors/elected dictators by being excluded from the orgy of accumulation that is the true character of the polity once known as british east africa, the kenya colony and protectorate, and, since 1964, the republic of kenya. the dimensions (and stakes) of the revolution expanded dramatically after independence in 1963, since kenya not only retained some expatriate bananas, but had also "inherited" the capacity to develop its own insidious "home-grown" orange-resistant bananas.&lt;br /&gt;END of FACT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the british were bananas that succeeded at growing coffee and tea. kikuyu land was confiscated to grow coffee and tea so they formed a hard-scrabble militia of oranges known as mau mau. kenyatta went to britain because he was an orange determined to become a banana. jaramogi never became a banana because he believed the orange revolution was a historical inevitability. jm was killed because he was an orange that threatened bananas by simply being a very good orange. mboya and ouko were killed because they were oranges destined to become bananas. moi started politics as an orange without bananas but finished as a banana with oranges. kibaki preferred white cap to either bananas or oranges but now we hear he ONLY eats bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bananas, oranges ... anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no thanks. i just need a good constitution to wrap my nyama choma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112885469931325782?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112885469931325782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112885469931325782' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112885469931325782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112885469931325782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/10/bananas-and-oranges-these-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112750202756885369</id><published>2005-09-23T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T05:16:56.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the duke and yogi bear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the vaunted duke of kabeteshire pronounces that because the anglican church is becoming increasingly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evangelical&lt;/span&gt; (stato style) in practice, it therefore ain't what it used to be ... what are we supposed to conclude but that we've been raised as a generation of africans ignorant of their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; heritage?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112750202756885369?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112750202756885369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112750202756885369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112750202756885369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112750202756885369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/09/duke-and-yogi-bear-when-vaunted-duke.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112716604011219281</id><published>2005-09-19T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T14:40:40.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on telecommuting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fimbo ya mbali inaua nyoka kabisa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112716604011219281?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112716604011219281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112716604011219281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112716604011219281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112716604011219281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-telecommuting-fimbo-ya-mbali-inaua.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112705076554844003</id><published>2005-09-18T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T15:47:47.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a review: worst classes of all time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, after hitting 8-4-4 for 16 years, it's time to nominate the worst class of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econ was the worst class, just plain stupid with its insistence on assumptions that just don't fly. which human being does anyone know that is "rational"? if there are folks out there that make decisions based solely on profit maximization, then the word for them is not rational; rather, it is heartless (or unemotional). isn't this the reason we condemn the "gold digger"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physo was the worst class in seco. period. antique lab equipment and instructors that could not relate theory to real life. when it came to languages, k.i.e was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"nyuma kama engine ya volki (beetle)"&lt;/span&gt; insisting on teaching the rules of grammar while doing very little to show how those rules have been applied (in literature) and how we could apply them to our own work. k.i.e also failed to engage us seriously by ignoring the english/swahili creole languages that city kids from eastleigh to westlands spoke and identified with. k.ie.'s worst crime was to murder literature by insisting that we learn to "analyze" it in the structural sense (plot, characterization, themes, etc). i tend to think that academics are the only people that get excited by the structure of a story, most wananchi simply don't care. k.i.e had no right to shove that nonsense down our throats, and they still do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands down, art &amp; craft and home science take the cake or the crown (pick your fantasy) in this category. my apathy towards these subjects was such that i refused to go to school one day because the art &amp;amp; craft teacher had planned for us to go down to the river to collect clay and make bricks with it. my argument? making bricks was not a prerequisite for secondary school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112705076554844003?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112705076554844003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>we used to sing this song in primo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama jamila&lt;br /&gt;jamila malaya&lt;br /&gt;alinitukana&lt;br /&gt;kumamamayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one was a chant from seco:&lt;br /&gt;(i think it was published in one of the school&lt;br /&gt;magazines; the yellow, sensational kind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ndao&lt;br /&gt;the kao&lt;br /&gt;he had a pao&lt;br /&gt;he went to tao&lt;br /&gt;in a borrowed trao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also another chant (at rudge games):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend man Bernie&lt;br /&gt;he went to carni&lt;br /&gt;he took his honey&lt;br /&gt;in a nissan sunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ale ale in a boom shi shi mo!&lt;br /&gt;ale ale in a boom shi shi mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dirty, twisted minds in primo; and in seco we played the ethnic card shamelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what the origin of that song from primo is ... would be interesting to know ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112675878264483782?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112675878264483782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112675878264483782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112675878264483782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112675878264483782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-used-to-sing-this-song-in-primo.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112554233914362827</id><published>2005-08-31T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T19:46:36.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maze hiyo hurricane inaitwa katrina imeharibu new orleans ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakespeare alisemaje: a rose would smell as good even if it had another name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jina katrina lapendeza sana, lakini hurricane yaweza haribu hata&lt;br /&gt;ikibatizwa, hata kama inaitwa rose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112554233914362827?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112554233914362827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112554233914362827' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112554233914362827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112554233914362827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/08/maze-hiyo-hurricane-inaitwa-katrina.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112295044409952879</id><published>2005-08-01T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T19:40:44.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kifo cha garang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenyewe garang, wewe uliwasili katika kiteto cha uzalendo.&lt;br /&gt;vile cool james aliwika, "uwe hapa, uwe pale, safari yaendelea".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwenyezi atapumzisha moyo wako mahali pema hapo peponi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112295044409952879?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112295044409952879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112295044409952879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112295044409952879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112295044409952879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/08/kifo-cha-garang-yenyewe-garang-wewe.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112294981543942688</id><published>2005-08-01T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T19:30:15.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a capitalist's creed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can do all things through dollar that strengthens me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112294981543942688?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112294981543942688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112294981543942688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112294981543942688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112294981543942688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/08/capitalists-creed-i-can-do-all-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-112043567937861941</id><published>2005-07-03T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T17:07:59.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>live 8, jo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenyewe ni hard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baada ya mse kufanywa slave ati ndio apate "work ethic"&lt;br /&gt;baada ya mse kufanywa ukoloni ndio akuwe "civilized"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baada ya haya maafa  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenyewe ni hard kuona vile kuentertainiwa itaimprove&lt;br /&gt;ile "standard of living"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenyewe ni hard, ni hard, jo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-112043567937861941?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/112043567937861941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=112043567937861941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112043567937861941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/112043567937861941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/07/live-8-jo-yenyewe-ni-hard-baada-ya-mse.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-111975676412004969</id><published>2005-06-25T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T20:34:07.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kaparo inabidi tumwahi congrats vile alisema the &lt;a href="http://www.eastandard.net/archives/cl/hm_news/news.php?articleid=23652&amp;amp;date=25/6/2005"&gt;obvious&lt;/a&gt; regarding parliament ya kenya. mtu yeyote anayetaka kucheki statement yake in full anaweza cheki daily nation ya 06/25/05. Lakini statement yenyewe si origi, kila mtu anajua mabunge na makarao wa jamhuri wako na rep mmoja mbaya kama ile ya wagondi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-111975676412004969?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/111975676412004969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=111975676412004969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111975676412004969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111975676412004969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/06/kaparo-inabidi-tumwahi-congrats-vile.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-111975594921306863</id><published>2005-06-25T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T20:19:09.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'zilizopendwa', yaani zile ngoma za kenya za 70s na 80s siku hizi zinapewa compe deadly na kabila ingine ya ngoma inaitwa 'mahewa'. hii ngoma mpya imeinfluenciwa na hip-hop ya oteto, kama vile 'zilizopendwa' au 'genge' ziliinfluenciwa na ngoma za country ya 50s na twist ya late 60s/early 70s. ile kitu mimi binafsi hupenda kuhusu 'zilizopendwa' na 'mahewa' ni vile wanamziki wetu wameweza kudevelop lyrics noma za kisure. rhythms zinaweza diffuse from wherever lakini risto zetu ziko kwa lyrics - until wananchi waproduce classicals! - na opinion ya kwangu ni ati quality ya lyrics zetu imekuwa above par kutoka tene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-111975594921306863?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/111975594921306863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=111975594921306863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111975594921306863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111975594921306863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/06/zilizopendwa-yaani-zile-ngoma-za-kenya_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-111911245335779283</id><published>2005-06-18T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T09:34:13.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>siku hizi hapa atl tunapata wasee wanataka &lt;a href="http://www.ajc.com/metro/content/metro/cobb/0504/28closure.html"&gt;kujidedisha&lt;/a&gt; lakini wanainvolve kila mse kwa&lt;br /&gt;kifo chao ... ni kama assisted dying yaani euthanasia. hii maneno imenikumbusha risto ya&lt;br /&gt;seko iko related kiplani. beste fulani mnatty alikuwa karibu kuhandwa na udijo - alikuwa&lt;br /&gt;amehandwa before - lakini hii roundi akasema resistance lazima. akapanda stairs za&lt;br /&gt;administration block, hadi gorofa ya first (chambele wanasema ya second), kisha akasema&lt;br /&gt;ataruka kama udijo atainsist kumhanda. risto huclaim ati udijo hakushughulika na hizi&lt;br /&gt;drastick tactics, aliangalia juu akasema, "kijana, jump! we'll be waiting for you!" beste&lt;br /&gt;hakuruka, akateremka stairs, akahandwa deadly. hivyo ndivyo wasee wanafaa kufanya&lt;br /&gt;watu wakilete siasa namna hizo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-111911245335779283?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/111911245335779283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=111911245335779283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111911245335779283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111911245335779283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/06/siku-hizi-hapa-atl-tunapata-wasee.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-111887930910229479</id><published>2005-06-15T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T16:48:29.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nime enjoy sana hiyo risto ya Mbeki &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/africa/4094532.stm"&gt;kudismiss&lt;/a&gt; Zuma job. yenyewe maprezzo&lt;br /&gt;wote afrika wanafaa wafuate mwendo huo huo ... hizi aibu ndogo ndogo hatutaki!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-111887930910229479?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/111887930910229479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=111887930910229479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111887930910229479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111887930910229479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/06/nime-enjoy-sana-hiyo-risto-ya-mbeki.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-111887829267495827</id><published>2005-06-15T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T16:34:28.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maze nilikuwa nataka kutumia jina "sheng" lakini kuna mse alikuwa ameishikilia.&lt;br /&gt;hata kama hajauma patent hakuna haja ya kumhanda ... kwa hivyo nitatulia na hii&lt;br /&gt;jina ingine inaitwa "part 2".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-111887829267495827?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/111887829267495827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=111887829267495827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111887829267495827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111887829267495827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/06/maze-nilikuwa-nataka-kutumia-jina.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13706093.post-111887740134670979</id><published>2005-06-15T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T16:16:41.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ni vile bob marley aliwika:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we're blogging&lt;br /&gt; i want to blog it with you&lt;br /&gt; we're blogging, blogging&lt;br /&gt; i hope you like the blogging too ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on it is sheng and sheng all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13706093-111887740134670979?l=enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/feeds/111887740134670979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13706093&amp;postID=111887740134670979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111887740134670979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13706093/posts/default/111887740134670979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enkarenyarobi.blogspot.com/2005/06/ni-vile-bob-marley-aliwika-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Part 2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12446162235625078783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
