Wednesday, 4 April 2018


By Njonjo Mue
"Power belongs to the people" is one of those statements that we tell ourselves to make ourselves feel in control. But like so many other things, it is a lie.
In Kenya, power belongs to the mean-looking men dressed in jungle fatigues and maroon berets, wielding automatic weapons and batons, bearing shields and teargas. Power belongs to them, and to the faceless bureaucrats and unaccountable securocrats who deploy them to swiftly impose their will on "the people" as the latter continue to believe the lie that power belongs to them.
We the people are powerless. And the sooner we understand that, the sooner we can devise strategies to survive in this world where those with guns and batons and shields and teargas dressed in jungle fatigues and maroon berets have all the power and we all the powerlessness.
But what will those strategies look like? How will we survive in this world where power always seems to have the final say?
By remembering that when you meet a block of stone that looks like a man, if you kick it, you hurt yourself. By understanding that it is fear, not hate, that makes men unleash the instruments of death on fellow human beings. And that it is pointless to hate a fearful person.
For a person whose fear has calcified him into a stone can ultimately only be transformed back into the person whom God created in love by being loved back into a human being, even if that love initially hurts us so much, before it can begin to heal, and ultimately to save both the lover and the beloved.
Power does not belong to the people. Love does. And with love we will not just survive. We will thrive. For love never fails.

Monday, 2 April 2018


My name is Njonjo Mue and I am a Kenyan by birth. My Kenyan citizenship is a God-given right and not a favour granted by the government. The Constitution of Kenya protects it and guarantees it. It does not grant it. The government may abuse this right because it has the power to do so and the physical control of our borders, but it cannot legitimately take it away.
I hold an ordinary Kenyan Passport. It too is a right and not a favour. I have the right to leave and enter Kenya as I wish using the said passport as do all other Kenyans.
Like many Kenyans, I have watched helplessly as our government has abused the same rights of another Kenyan, rights that I take for granted for myself. I have watched in frustration as our courts have at first demanded, then requested, then pleaded and finally begged the government to respect their orders on this matter, in accordance with our Constitution, but to no avail.
I watched in dismay on Monday night as hundreds of armed policemen descended upon our airport, beat up journalists and roughed up lawyers who were trying to do their jobs. I also watched helplessly on local and international news as the reputation of our country was being shredded before the eyes of the world by people with guns at the orders of faceless bureaucrats and unaccountable securocrats. Like countless other Kenyans I could only grin and bare it because I had no power and I had no guns.
In the course of this experience, I have come to the realisation that it is not power that corrupts in moments like these, it is powerlessness. We as Kenyans are approaching the abyss of powerlessness, and therefore are most vulnerable to the corruption of powerlessness. This is the corruption that causes irresistible temptation to violence, even when one knows all too well that violence is ultimately counterproductive.
But we will not give in to that temptation because there is still one more thing we can do to stand up to those who defy our courts because they have guns.
The courts have done their part in the exercise of the authority given to them by we the citizens, but you the government have ignored them. It is time that we the people started to exercise that authority directly. In so doing, we are giving you one last opportunity to do the right thing.
On behalf of We The People, I am therefore directing Interior Secretary Fred Matiang'i, Inspector General of Police Joseph Boinett and the PS for Immigration Gordon Kihalangwa to produce Dr. Miguna Miguna in a court of competent jurisdiction within the Republic of Kenya at or before 12.00 Noon on Thursday, the 5th day April 2018.
Failure to do this will result not in conviction for contempt or a fine or a jail sentence, because we are past that point. It shall result in consequences for yourselves that are commensurate to the contempt that you continue to show to the Kenyan people.
SIGNED, for and on behalf of the People of Kenya,
Njonjo Mue



By Njonjo Mue
Every morning, our 20 month old daughter, Naserian, cries from her cot to signal that she is ready to start her day. I pick her up, we say a short morning prayer, and start our short walk from her bedroom upstairs to join the rest of the family for breakfast in the dining room.
As we pass the map of the world on the wall of the corridor at the top of the staircase, I point to a particular spot on the map and ask, "Naserian, What is this?"
"Kenya," she says, her eyes lighting up with pride at being able to remember. She then looks at me eagerly with a ready answer for the follow up question that she knows is coming.
"And where is Kenya?" I ask, knowing that she will not move from where she stands, less still have her breakfast, before she can answer that question for all to hear.
"Kenya is home!" she says with pride and joy combined, as if in that simple sentence belongs the answers to all the hidden mystries of life.
Earlier this week, as we performed this ritual with my daughter, I imagined Miguna Miguna doing the same with his mother in Nyando sometime in 1964.
This was at a time when he and his family, along with the entire population of a young nation looked forward with hope to claiming all the promises of independence. On top of that list must have been the fact that, after a century of enduring the humiliation of slavery and the abuse of colonial rule, they would never again be called the children of a lesser god.
This was before Miguna grew up to become a restless youth who was unwilling to make peace with injustice.
This was before he was thrown out of college, detained, tortured, jailed, exiled and forced to temporarily acquire the citizenship of a foreign country in order to survive the hostile life of an exile.
On the morning after the night before, Miguna's voice would not leave my troubled mind, his screams at the door of Emirates EK722 haunting me, "I am not boarding! I know no one in Dubai! I don't have my luggage, I don't have my passport. I'm going nowhere!"
On this day, I tried to distract my daughter as we went down for breakfast, hoping to escape the ritual whose meaning was not so clear to me any more.
However, she too seemed to have heard Miguna's screams in her sleep. For she would not take one step beyond the map along the corridor. Like Miguna at the door of Emirates EK722, she demanded to be heard.
"Naserian," I finally called her, trying this time to avoid looking directly at the twinkle in her innocent eyes. "What is this?" I asked, pointing to the familiar spot on the map.
"Kenya," she said with excitement, then waited, sensing my conflict.
"Where is Kenya?" I asked, unable to hide the conflicting emotions that now threatened to boil over.
"Kenya is home," she whispered tentatively for the first time, confused and unsure that she had given the right answer.


Saturday, 10 March 2018


Remember Kenya's Rose?
She worked at Ufundi Co-op
For three agonising days
We all hoped and prayed
But her fading life
We could not save.

Two decades on
And her voice still calls
Asking us why
She had to die
And whether
The park we got
Was worth the price
She had to pay.

Please forgive us, Rose
For believing
What we were told
But one day soon
We shall be bold
To denounce the lie
And seek the truth
And to pursue the justice
That you've been denied
For all this time.

Goodbye Kenya's Rose.

Sunday, 18 February 2018


I have always heard and read of prophecies dating back to independence about Kenya. That it will be a springboard for end time revival. It took me a while, but finally I understand and agree with these prophesies.
But the revival I have in mind is not about heavenbound people gathering in churches to await the rapture. It's a revival of the human spirit. A defeat of the domination system and a restoration that makes our life finally to start to make sense and have meaning. A throwing down once and for all of the shackles that currently enslave us, and an outpouring of real freedom amongst God's children. An establishment of God's Jubilee among God's people.
That revival is underway.
It will begin by the overthrow of the fake Jubilee that has installed itself as a false political kingdom riding roughshod over our nation.
But it shall not stop there. It shall spread East, West, North and South, overthrowing despots in its wake in Uganda, Ethiopia, Eritrea, Sudan, DRC and beyond. It will reach all the way to the Capitals of Europe, China and America and beyond until the whole earth shall be filled with the glory of God as the waters cover the sea.
These are the days all our forebears beheld only from a distance as in a dream, but did not live to see.
May we be worthy of them.


My afternoon read today was about the rise of Hitler and the totalitarianism that engulfed Germany under the Nazis and swept the whole world into war for the defence of democracy. In particular, the book analyses the role of the church in Germany which remained largely silent as this existential threat to human freedom spread in Germany unchecked.
The book notes, "... the Confessing church as a whole, despite the courageand suffering of many of its members, was too compromised and concerned about its own survival to fulfill its early promise. Most tragically, it remained silent on the persecution of the Jews."
The Kenyan church has remained largely silent as this government has escalated its violence against the poor through extra-judicial killings, mass unemployment of the youth, misguided curriculum reforms, and the displacement of the poor through the destruction of their dwellings in informal settlement. It has remained silent as the government has blatantly violated our Constitution, assaulted our fundamental freedoms, and set our country on the path to economic ruin through reckless borrowing of money that mortgages our children's future while most of it ends up in the black hole of corruption.
Like the church in Germany, the Kenyan church has remained silent because it is "too compromised and concerned about its own survival to fulfill its early promise," the promise of the church of Alexander Muge, Henry Okullu, Timothy Njoya and David Gitari.
But the same chapter has a warning for the church. Despite its caution and complacency, "Hitler and the Nazi leadership regarded it as a political threat. Any organisation which sought to retain its own autonomy, especially one which had such a large and widespread membership, was an enemy," which had to be dealt with accordingly. However, by the time the church fully appreciated the nature of the threat, it was too late.
And so, I have a simple message to the Kenyan church today as it sits on the sidelines and watches silently as Jubilee rolls out its dictatorship: First they came for the media, civil society, jobless youths, and I kept silent because I was none of these. Whey they came for me, there was no one left to speak up.
Change is coming. On which side will you stand?


Sir John Glubb, in his long essay titled, 'The fate of empires and the search for survival' makes the poignant case that throughout history, the lifespan of reigning empires is 250 years, give or take a few. He also outlines the characteristics that define the course of empire from outburst, commercial expansion, art and luxury, affluence, defensiveness, intellectual advancement, civil dissensions, frivolity, decadence, and fall.
This has proved true for all empires from the Assyrians, to the Babylonians, the Medo-Persians, the Greeks, and the Romans. It will also be true of the current Anglo-Saxon Empire which has the USA at its helm. In actual fact, measured against Glubb's analysis, this reigning empire is on its last legs. It is going through the age of frivolity (arguing about everything under the sun - watch CNN where they have ten analysts for every news item) and decadence (they actually elected as their president someone who boasted that he would touch women "by the p**sy" and get away with it!). It will soon fall.
What does this have to do with Kenya and Africa? Well, when one empire falls, another rises. The falling empire is the most global in its reach in human history. When it falls, other nations that have so far pretended to be sovereign republics but are in actual fact just vassal states of Washington, shall fall with it.
Kenya and Africa have a critical decision to make. Will we continue listening to Ambassador Godec as he tries to manage our revolution and ensure as much continuity on the inside regardless of the changes he pretends to seek on the outside, or will we summon up the courage to take a stand against the empire he represents and thereby avoid sharing its doomed fate?
If we do the latter, we will start walking along the path that will make us the harbingers of the new empire, one that will be defined by social justice, human dignity and abiding hope.