Some of us
have watched so many Hollywood movies that we feel more American than Americans
themselves. We have a parallel culture with identical facets to those found in
America. It is not unusual to hear Kenyan Laymen use with abandon such words as
FBI and IRS. Many also refer vehicle boots and bonnets as trunks and hoods and
are also spelling words with “Z” instead of “S”. This fake Americanisation is
however unable to ensure that base systems are in place for us to consider
ourselves in the league of the only remaining super power (sic).
Good Neighbourliness
The above is
a grim picture of how far we are from becoming like America. The good news is
that all is not lost. We may not have the elaborate Social Security System that
ensures jobless and retired people can eat and have a place to sleep like the
Americans. What we have is our very own version of a functioning social
security system. It is based purely on good neighbourliness, brotherhood, and
respect.
It is a
known fact that we are grappling with the effects of negative ethnicity. While
this is a growing problem, there is a small glimmer of hope. There are people
all over this beautiful country who have overcome the animal that is tribalism.
I observed this interesting phenomenon when I lived and worked in Kisumu. Being
a Kikuyu myself, I was apprehensive to move to the heart of Luoland barely two
years after the dreadful post-election violence.
I discovered
that I had absolutely nothing to be afraid of. I was shown some property
belonging to a Kikuyu man and was told that it had not been touched during the
violence. If anything, the neighbours had defended it fiercely from vandalism.
On asking how that was possible, I was told, “He lived well with us and treated
us with respect. He was more than a good neighbour, he was a brother.” I was
told he later moved away due to his personal discomfort of being the only
Kikuyu in a hundred mile radius (all others had been chased or run away).
It was
interesting to learn that even our dreaded tribalism can be overcome by
treating each other with respect irrespective of tribe. It is what I like to
call Social Security, Kenyan version.
Equal Status
Theft is in
many ways like the flow of a river. This is because it entails the movement of
goods from a high gradient to a low one. Most thieves steal from those who they
perceive to have more than them. This is why a poor person feels completely
safe living in some of the most dangerous slums in the country. The simple
explanation is that there is no gradient of wealth between the slum resident
and thug. Both are of equal status and therefore secure in each other’s company.
Speaking to People’s Conscience
There are
many anti-hijack training programmes in our country owing to the sharp rise in
the vice in recent years. A common teaching in all of them is that if you are
accosted by hijackers, you should cooperate with them and give in to their
demands without resistance. The idea here is to speak to their consciences (apparently,
everybody has one).
Retirement Plan
Old people
in Kenya are taken of by their children. Parents are therefore advised to be
nice to their growing children because they will one day be the only available
retirement plan. The idea of old peoples’ homes has not caught on. Besides, very
few can afford it.
Education Plan
Woe to you
if you are the first born in a big family. Those little brothers and sisters
who are born when you already eating githeri will be your responsibility before
you can think of getting your own children. You will pay for their secondary
and college education. You will also ensure they get jobs by taking to anybody
who might know someone who is somebody.
Health Plan
I heard
somebody say that you can’t afford to fall sick in this country. This is unless
you are one of the privileged few whose employer has taken out a medical cover
for you. The rest of Kenyans have to conduct harambees (fund raisers) at great
strain to all involved. That is Kenyan social security for you.
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