I am now known to have a political opinion – I never did before. I never really cared before. See middle class Kenyans don’t usually care. I went to private school, went to private hospitals, our family had private security and even private garbage collectors. The government has not really had a direct impact on my life in away from the abstract in a way that is tangible to me. However, the last election I registered and did my civic voting duty. Lets just say post getting my pinky purple’d I was not a happy camper. My middle class self came to certain realizations and that’s the story of how I acquired a political opinion.
I was left totally heartbroken by all these politicians and Kenyans as a whole. In that state of mind I was very close to burning up my voting card because at that point, in my mind – my vote didn’t count. But I didn’t burn it – I however put it in some place that I couldn’t find it. Well that was up until I heard I would have to go get a letter stating I had lost it from the chief..??!!?…Uhm, yeah…and WHO is my chief?? And WHY do we still have chiefs anyway? Sigh…moving on swiftly…
Anyway, so after finding my voting card, I went and got registered. At the moment I don’t see anyone I would consider voting for, but my thing is maybe just maybe(yes, I have been known for my wishful thinking), some miracle person will come out of somewhere and stand. So as I gave in my old voters card (that I had acquired with so much enthusiasm for being a voter for the very first time in my life) and there was some relief in giving it away and like I heard / read someone say, it was sort of liberating. To hand over that card that stood for so much pain and sorrow in 2007/8.
So now I have a new one. This is hoping something gives for the better!