Wednesday 19 June 2013

AFRICA REVOLUTION SERIES part 1: What Bricks, Mortar, Yams And Cellphones Have To Do With It

A view of part of Naalya: This was bush a few years ago -the bricks have swallowed up revolutionary zeal (Charles Obbo photo)


THIS is a FOUR-part story about the Arab Spring that toppled dictators Zine El Abidine Ben Ali in Tunisia and Hosni Mubarak in Egypt in early 2011, and if/when/how it will arrive in the rest of Africa.
I found I could not begin to get my head around that question until I understood the role bricks, mortar, yams and cellphones are playing in shaping revolution and the advance – and often regression – of democracy in this fast-changing Africa.
So let’s begin with now Nairobi, which I used to visit as a young man many years ago. It was a hip city. But when I finally came from Kampala to live here in 2003 and started travelling around, I was shocked by how  errr… backward, the place had become. I was used to seeing cities go to seed because of war. Nairobi was the first one that went to rot through incompetent rule—by an “elected” government of former president Daniel arap Moi.
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Sunday 16 June 2013

Kenya’s Most Beautiful University Campuses



University of Nairobi
The oldest and biggest university in Kenya has kept its clean and grandeur look. You may not notice the beauty of UoN Main Campus from outside but once you are in, you forget you are in the CBD. The university is surrounded by a very well maintained green environment that one wonders how it is one of the most ancient universities in the country. Chiromo campus is also notably beautiful with a lot of trees and areas where students can chill outside and study. The iconic Fountain of Knowledge stands out though the JKM Library needs an upgrade.
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Saturday 15 June 2013

I hate you oh.

Yes. I hate you oh. I hate having to come see you, and work like a Hebrew slave for eight hours, sixteen hours, even twenty hours at a time only to be broke. I tell you for real, every time I wake up, I'm sure there is a plethora of better places or things I could be doing.....but then, how can I hate you so much when I have a roof over my head? How do I still hate you so much when somehow you manage to get me a plate on cue, a coat on my back, and the occasional glass of wine that helps me forget you ever so dearly on the weekends I do not have to see you? Maybe I'm just selfish. I know I will still hate you tomorrow, when fate and opportunity birth a better version of you. I don't mind, call me whatever you like. Darling, chief, C.E.O, even president. I will not be swayed, and so here is your final memo. I will cheat on you. I dream and wish her every chance I get......oooh Lotto! If only you would let in. What? Got mail? Job! If I could, I would get a restraining order on you....yet I cant. I need you right now. I need you to continue paying for my bills. I need you because the poor man dreams you. I need you because they measure my freedom by you, because as much as this disgusts me, even the smart man will measure my intelligence by you. Yeah, I guess I am selfish. I want the best for me. I refuse to live cheaply, I refuse handouts, I refuse abuse, I refuse to have someone else support my habits. I am selfish, because I must have a roof over my head, and yes, I'd rather not freeze, and so I shall dress. Gucci, Fendi, CK, PF, Yujin, Gold are of my acquaintance. I shall NOT apologize for the love of self, because what you put me through in a week demands that of me.....so whatever job,...."BRING IT!"

Friday 14 June 2013

How important is it to be popular?

I once sat down on one of London’s landmark big bridges. Right on the road, I mean. During rush hour.
I was sitting with my fellow students from university to protest the stand of the government of the United Kingdom, and in particular that of its leader at the time, one Margaret Thatcher, on the issue of apartheid in South Africa.
As I write this, Baroness Thatcher is being laid to rest in a state funeral. She remains, in death as in life, a figure of controversy. It is almost not possible to have a balanced opinion on the ‘Iron Lady:’ you are either her devotee or her sworn enemy.
This lady caused more division of opinion than I have seen from any other leader I have studied. In my student days, my fellows and I were against anything she said or did: her assaults on the state and the poor; her unyielding belief in capitalism of the crudest type; her lamentable dismissal of African freedom fighters and support for brutal dictators.
Her fans are just as strident in pointing out that this leader rescued her nation from the throes of a failed socialism, and gave her people belief and purpose again. With the benefit of more years of experience today, I can see the truth in much of this.
Yet the people of Britain remain divided to the core on what Margaret Thatcher’s true legacy is. The vitriol emerging on social media and the streets after her death is truly shocking; a hate-filled song is even being promoted to record her passing.
I come here this Sunday neither to damn the late leader nor to praise her. I wish simply to comment on her leadership qualities. Even her most bitter enemies would agree that this was a lady of unique courage and determination, and a formidable adversary.
Where did this determination come from? If there was one thing I appreciated in Margaret Thatcher in the 1980s, and do so even more strongly now, it is this: she did not care about being popular.
Think that over. Most of politics is about getting votes, and most politicians bend over backwards to propose things that they gauge will be popular. Margaret Thatcher, from the get-go, was just not like that. She didn’t care if you liked her. She gave not a damn if you thought she was right. She knew she was right, and she was bloody well going to show you and convince you.
This is a forgotten attribute of leadership. These days, PR advisors and market research firms run politics via focus groups and policy testing. We are approaching the dumbest level of democracy, where things are done simply because most people want them to be done.
The lady herself was unpopular as a minister and even more so as a premier, as her strident cost-cuttings and bold privatizations ignited massive opprobrium. She faced riots and protests throughout her early days, as well as the distaste of the aristocracy and the disdain of the intellectual class.
But the lady, as she declared proudly, was “not for turning.” She plunged on regardless, and won two more terms, having convinced an initially reluctant electorate that she was doing the right thing.
This is something to think about in leadership. Too many leaders are way too concerned about being popular, or even about being liked. Too often, the need for applause prevents us from doing our best work in life, for we keep looking over our shoulders for approval from a crowd that knows little about what is needed.
Absolute conviction can be a terrible thing when the convictions are unsound and dangerous. Margaret Thatcher had many of those. But a weak-kneed need for popular applause is as much a danger in leadership, for it generates only timidity, populism and banality.
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