Some People Are More Equal
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Attorney General Amos Wako is a man you are unlikely to miss. His trademark smile, cheerfully exposing his 78 teeth to observers, will have a strong case should there be pressure for a 9th wonder of the world.
I have only heard this gentleman laugh once, and it was an experience I highly recommend for anyone with nostalgia of days of yore. This chap laughs like a schoolboy that has been discovered in a girl's changing room.
The source of his good cheer is not hard to discern. He has cheerfully been discharging his duties for donkey, dog, rabbit and monkey years. His pin stripe suit is his uniform of choice. Two presidents have paid his salary, and if he goes on this way, so will the next.
Why? Because Amos knows how to play the game a lot more than the game knows itself, and recent developments this week have brought that to light.
The first is the case revolving around Lucy 'Trinity' Kibaki and Clifford Derrick, who rues the very day he picked up his camera. For those of us short of memory, Clifford was slapped upside the head as he discharged his duties on national TV, and then on to international TV as two senior policemen and a host of junior policemen watched impotently.
Had it been a mere mortal doing the slapping, said mere mortal's behind would be behind bars quicker than MPs can hike their own salaries. Before your behind would be tossed unceremoniously into the back of a police Land Rover, boots would attempt to modify the shape of your head as a lesson for you, for which you were expected to give thanks.
However since it was not a mere mortal, pesky things like constitutions and rules of law did not apply. Lucy went back to State House, car and staff fuelled by Clifford Derrick's hard earned and reluctantly paid taxes, and probably enjoyed a breakfast of tea, chicken, pineapples and chocolate biscuits, washed down with strawberry flavoured potato soup.
Clifford Derrick went home stung in more ways than one and presented his case at court a week later. His lawyer had just greeted the judge when Amos and his merry men, in their traditional pin stripe suits and remarkably toothy grins arrived noisily and tossed the case out on its backside, ostensibly because they had not been given time.
The case of the KWS warder was another. Lord Delamare's grandson Tomallegedly shot and killed a Kenya Wildlife Service warder in the course of his duties. Many were impressed with the speed at which Tom was arrested and bundled into the back of a police pick-up.
Two weeks later it became clearly apparent that there are apparently two prison systems, one for criminals and the other for VIPs.
When the lorry delivering prisoners to court arrived and Tom and his fellows got off it became clearly apparent that some animals were more equal than others.
While the mere mortals were dressed in their traditional striped uniforms, and appeared to have breakfasted on hot water and weevils, Tom was the very picture of elegance, replete with suit, tie and combed hair. Under his arm was the day's paper. He had the contented smile of a man who has taken on sausages, bacon, fried eggs, toast, fruit juice and an apple, and won the battle after an epic struggle.
Again, behinds had just been lowered into seats when Amos' right hand man, Phil 'The Pill' Murgor, arrived grinning and proceeded to throw out the case. It was heard bouncing down the court stairs. Apparently, after an exhaustive analysis of the two page file, his boss Amos had found the evidence wanting and decided to throw out the case.
That the audience and even the judge were unimpressed was clear to all and sundry.
The defence lawyers were about to object on reflex until it sunk through to them that the prosecution had just shot themselves in the foot. They quickly consulted their notes and each other to confirm whether they were the prosecution or the defence.
Puzzled at the turn of events, and making a mental note to leaf through Law School notes and see if it was in order for the prosecution to do the work of the defence, and the ramifications of that on defence lawyers as a while, the judge was forced to throw the case out.
Tom nodded sagely, airily waved goodbye to his travel mates and left in a Land Rover Discovery. As he drove past the Land Rover Defender 110 that he came in, he came to the conclusion on the whole that it was a nice adventure to tell the lads over a nice pipe and a glass of gin and tonic. And that pesky Helmsley kept saying that he didn't go out much! This would show him!
Did I mention Tom admitted to having shot the ranger?
Amos and his merry men and women were patting themselves in the back, confident that their tenure at office had just gained another boost.
And the mere mortals who fondly believed that NARC stood for change and upholding the rule of law slowly realized that the law only applies to those who live in Korogocho and its sister establishments. Those who live in Muthaiga or in farms big enough to require a plane to cross are not bothered by such pesky things as laws, rules and regulations.
What more will it take for Kenyans to realize that in voting in Mwai Kibaki and his fellow fossils they were actually screwing themselves royally?
The whole affair beggars a couple of questions
Again I ask, what more will it take for Kenyans to realize that in voting in Mwai Kibaki and his fellow fossils they were actually screwing themselves royally?
The Gado Cartoon doctored to make it more accurate (Click To Zoom)
Jay-Z - Moment Of Clarity
I have only heard this gentleman laugh once, and it was an experience I highly recommend for anyone with nostalgia of days of yore. This chap laughs like a schoolboy that has been discovered in a girl's changing room.
The source of his good cheer is not hard to discern. He has cheerfully been discharging his duties for donkey, dog, rabbit and monkey years. His pin stripe suit is his uniform of choice. Two presidents have paid his salary, and if he goes on this way, so will the next.
Why? Because Amos knows how to play the game a lot more than the game knows itself, and recent developments this week have brought that to light.
The first is the case revolving around Lucy 'Trinity' Kibaki and Clifford Derrick, who rues the very day he picked up his camera. For those of us short of memory, Clifford was slapped upside the head as he discharged his duties on national TV, and then on to international TV as two senior policemen and a host of junior policemen watched impotently.
Had it been a mere mortal doing the slapping, said mere mortal's behind would be behind bars quicker than MPs can hike their own salaries. Before your behind would be tossed unceremoniously into the back of a police Land Rover, boots would attempt to modify the shape of your head as a lesson for you, for which you were expected to give thanks.
However since it was not a mere mortal, pesky things like constitutions and rules of law did not apply. Lucy went back to State House, car and staff fuelled by Clifford Derrick's hard earned and reluctantly paid taxes, and probably enjoyed a breakfast of tea, chicken, pineapples and chocolate biscuits, washed down with strawberry flavoured potato soup.
Clifford Derrick went home stung in more ways than one and presented his case at court a week later. His lawyer had just greeted the judge when Amos and his merry men, in their traditional pin stripe suits and remarkably toothy grins arrived noisily and tossed the case out on its backside, ostensibly because they had not been given time.
The case of the KWS warder was another. Lord Delamare's grandson Tom
Two weeks later it became clearly apparent that there are apparently two prison systems, one for criminals and the other for VIPs.
When the lorry delivering prisoners to court arrived and Tom and his fellows got off it became clearly apparent that some animals were more equal than others.
While the mere mortals were dressed in their traditional striped uniforms, and appeared to have breakfasted on hot water and weevils, Tom was the very picture of elegance, replete with suit, tie and combed hair. Under his arm was the day's paper. He had the contented smile of a man who has taken on sausages, bacon, fried eggs, toast, fruit juice and an apple, and won the battle after an epic struggle.
Again, behinds had just been lowered into seats when Amos' right hand man, Phil 'The Pill' Murgor, arrived grinning and proceeded to throw out the case. It was heard bouncing down the court stairs. Apparently, after an exhaustive analysis of the two page file, his boss Amos had found the evidence wanting and decided to throw out the case.
That the audience and even the judge were unimpressed was clear to all and sundry.
The defence lawyers were about to object on reflex until it sunk through to them that the prosecution had just shot themselves in the foot. They quickly consulted their notes and each other to confirm whether they were the prosecution or the defence.
Puzzled at the turn of events, and making a mental note to leaf through Law School notes and see if it was in order for the prosecution to do the work of the defence, and the ramifications of that on defence lawyers as a while, the judge was forced to throw the case out.
Tom nodded sagely, airily waved goodbye to his travel mates and left in a Land Rover Discovery. As he drove past the Land Rover Defender 110 that he came in, he came to the conclusion on the whole that it was a nice adventure to tell the lads over a nice pipe and a glass of gin and tonic. And that pesky Helmsley kept saying that he didn't go out much! This would show him!
Did I mention Tom admitted to having shot the ranger?
Amos and his merry men and women were patting themselves in the back, confident that their tenure at office had just gained another boost.
And the mere mortals who fondly believed that NARC stood for change and upholding the rule of law slowly realized that the law only applies to those who live in Korogocho and its sister establishments. Those who live in Muthaiga or in farms big enough to require a plane to cross are not bothered by such pesky things as laws, rules and regulations.
What more will it take for Kenyans to realize that in voting in Mwai Kibaki and his fellow fossils they were actually screwing themselves royally?
The whole affair beggars a couple of questions
- Why did Amos Wako send his immediate deputy all the way to Nakuru, and he already has local representatives
- What was he doing examining the evidence in the first place even before the case had begun
- Why didn't he let the court case run its course, and issues of lack of evidence arise there?
- Why is the prosecution doing the defence's work?
- If lack of evidence is something the AG feels so strongly about, what were they doing going after Kamlesh Pattni for a 10 year old murder with no witness and no evidence?
- How come so many big fish are being let off for that very excuse: Tom, Somaia, Oluga
- Since when did the Government begin standing up for murder suspects?
- If the police are confident of getting a conviction, what is the AG's problem?
- Is the AG the most powerful man on Kenya, now that he has shown he can terminate any case, including those against himself. at whim?
Again I ask, what more will it take for Kenyans to realize that in voting in Mwai Kibaki and his fellow fossils they were actually screwing themselves royally?
The Gado Cartoon doctored to make it more accurate (Click To Zoom)
Jay-Z - Moment Of Clarity
posted at 5/20/2005 09:09:00 AM
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