I asked John, “Where’s the border?”
He looked at me puzzled and said, “We are standing on it”.
“But there’s nothing here…”, I persisted,
“What were you expecting?” he asked.
“Well…some kind of fence or something…where this bold line on the map runs.”
It was all normal election “kelele from those disturbing the peace?” the criminals and looters, until reports filtered through to the mainstream media that a 9 year old girl Stephanie Moraa had been shot while standing on a balcony in Mathare.
Are you angry with the system? Gather some friends and uproot a railway line and you feel much better.