Tuesday, 9 August 2016

What Men Really Want



I am not a relationship expert. Whatever I say here should not be taken as professional advice. My aim is to just air my views and share my own personal experiences and observations, having been happily married to my beloved wife for 18 years. I am however still the Layman you have come to know who is bound to poke his nose in every matter.

I have ears that work and have been hearing things from our women folk that sadden me. Women seem to assume that they can judge men using women’s standards and this, I think, is where they go wrong. I am talking as a man and so all I say is authentic as far as men’s needs are concerned.

Common Misconceptions
Before I say what we want as men, I would like to dispel some misconceptions which have been repeated so many times that most women assume them to be the gospel truth. As you may well be aware, you cannot learn the correct thing unless you first ‘unlearn’ that which is not true.

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach”. This mantra is taught to every aspiring bride and is repeated at hen parties and weddings. To the disappointment of many, feeding a man with a world class cuisine has not stopped anyone from straying. Women go to the trouble of learning to cook so many things and practice until they become experts but are not always able to keep their men happy.

It is often said that a man has two stomachs. The one above is fed with food and the one below refers to sex. Again, women are told they have to be proficient in all the styles and techniques from ancient books of love making. Just like with the upper stomach, feeding this stomach does not guarantee happiness in a man.

“You have to submit to your husband at all times”, says her aunt during the wedding speeches. The new bride then proceeds to learn how not to argue with her man and keep her eyes downcast when he is talking to her. She further defends him when he hits her or embarrasses her in from of people or even their own children.

While the above are good things to do for your man, they will not guarantee that he will be happy. In fact, by themselves they are disappointingly ineffective in keeping a man faithful to you. The truth, as has been stated severally, is that men are simple creatures. As such, their needs are so simple that many of you will assume they are not true. I have really tried to analyse what men want and I have summarised everything to two things which if followed, can help women get and keep the men of their dreams.

Smile
It is as simple as that; Smile! By smile I don’t mean the fake kind where only the teeth are shown. I am talking about a genuine smile which in truth emanates from the heart and eyes while the teeth are just accessories. Rest assured, no man can resist a genuine smile from a woman. You can take that to the bank. Women who are known to seduce tough and powerful men use their disarming smiles to worm their way into the hardest of hearts. When my wife flashes her beautiful smile at me, I find myself giving in to all her demands.

Be Available
Women who play hard to get often find themselves hard to be gotten. Nothing puts a man off more than a woman who is not there when he needs her. An empty house when he gets home and an unanswered phone when he calls can make even the most patient man give up on a woman. The same applies to when a man wants to share an idea or vent some tension. The availability of his woman to listen to him is one of the best therapies he can get. One of the happiest moments in my home is when my wife serves me food and keeps me company while I eat. That is the time I feel most loved.

There, I have given my two penny worth of relationship advice. You can now either Smile and ‘Be there’, or you can go ahead and bury your head in thick volumes of expert advice. The choice is yours and you can only follow what works for you. After all, I am only a Layman on matters of the heart and cannot give any guarantees.

Thursday, 4 August 2016

Manoeuvring the Maze of Political Correctness

Nowadays, it is not enough to just know something. You also have to be able to say it in a way that does not offend another person. Speaking freely is no longer an option. The important thing is to be politically correct.

Semantics were just a topic in literature. Today however, semantics can get one into a lot of trouble with the law. If you want to survive in this day and age, and continue enjoying your freedom, you have to learn what you are allowed to say, how you are allowed to say it, and who you are allowed to say it to. In short, you have to be politically correct in all you say.
She or He
It has always been considered cumbersome in both writing and speaking to use both gender references. It has been seen to be okay to use the masculine to represent both male and female. This is no longer the case. The lady who taught me how to write was very categorical. “You have to include both whenever you write!”

The Disabled
This is one aspect of political correctness that makes sense to me. I recently read of a person who is visually impaired talk of being a person living with blindness. She said that it is important for the person to be the subject of the statement. This is as opposed to the other way round when the blindness is made the subject. This applies to all forms of disability. The correct way to refer to them is ‘Persons with Disability’ and not ‘Disabled People’.

Miss, Mrs, and Ms
This is a very sensitive area that goes beyond political correctness. Miss is a title of respect for an unmarried woman while Mrs is that for a married woman. Ms is a title of respect for a woman but it does not indicate her marital status. Ms is therefore the politically correct form of address for any respectable woman because as it turns out, marital status is a private matter.

Fat People
It is politically incorrect to refer to anybody (especially a woman) as fat irrespective of how obviously fat, she or he is. The correct way to describe such people is ‘plus size’. It is also allowable to call them ‘size sexy’.

B.C. and A.D.
Our reference to the passage of time has always been based on the life and times of Jesus Christ. B.C. denotes ‘Before Christ’ which refers to the time before Jesus walked the earth. The interesting thing about B.C. time is that it is counted backward. The year before Christ is 1 B.C. while something that happened 3000 years before Christ is said to have taken place in 3000 B.C. The years after the time of Christ are denoted A.D. This is an acronym for Anno Domini which is Latin for ‘the year of the Lord’.

Due to sensitivity for those who do not ascribe to the Christian faith, it is now politically incorrect to refer to either B.C. or A.D. The politically correct way to talk about the two eras is ‘Before Common Era’ (B.C.E), and ‘Common Era’ (C.E) respectively.
Christmas Greetings

Still in line with liberation from religious affiliation, the December festive season which has been built around Christmas day is changing. With a constantly reducing number of Christians, it is becoming increasingly improper to send general Christmas greetings. The politically correct form of greetings to send in December is Season’s Greetings.

Slang Attack!
There are words and names which were perfectly innocent and proper to use in everyday conversation. This is not the case anymore. One has to be alert to know which words slang has captured and made vulgar.

One of the first James Bond movies went by the title of ‘Goldfinger’ and was released in 1964. Among the villains was a girl by the name of Pussy Galore. I recently watched the movie and although it is really good, I was unable to enjoy it as much as I did when I first watched it in the 80s. The reason for this is the name of this girl which I found completely inappropriate and politically incorrect in this day and age.
In the same 1980s, there was a popular brand of chewing gum in Kenya known as Pussy Cat. If it was to be sold today, it would only be marketed at stag parties. It is now also impossible to name cats in the village. When I was growing up, they were all fondly referred to as Pussy, but not anymore for obvious reasons!

 

 

Thursday, 28 July 2016

......Forever Hold Your Peace



Some of you are saying, “The Layman has missed the first part of this sentence”. Sorry to disappoint you. This statement is complete for two reasons. First, this is not a wedding. Second, and more importantly, this is Kenya in the 21st Century. In Kenya today, if you did not speak up about something yesterday, you may not do so today or at any other time in the future. Now you understand that you have only one choice; to shut up!

Koffi Olomide has come and gone. This time however, he has provided us with a different kind of entertainment. He has shown off his remarkable martial arts skills. He has also shown us an ingenious way of dealing with those who want to harm our women. He has taught us that if someone wants to beat any of our women, we should beat the woman ourselves so that the stalker, or whoever else it is, will have no option but to turn away and leave since his (or her) work has been done for them.

If you have not noticed, I have avoided saying anything negative about Mr. Olomide. This is because I don’t want to get into trouble with our self-appointed morality police. They are on the prowl for people of my kind who think they can just wake up one day and decide that all of a sudden they have eyes to see injustices today that they have failed to see at any other time in the past.

Some months back, France was attacked by terrorists. In sympathy with the grief they were going through, none other than Mark Zuckerberg himself, installed a function on Facebook. For a predetermined period, users could place a veil of the French flag on their profile pictures. One half of Facebookers took up the call to stand with France. The other half was on the case of first half. They had some very unkind words (many of the unprintable) claiming that those sympathising with France were hypocrites of the highest order. This being in the backdrop of the Garissa terrorist attack, the self-righteous among us accused us of not sympathising to the same measure with our fellow Kenyans.

There has been rising accusations by women against men. The women have been claiming that men have not been defending them when they are humiliated and abused. A case in point is when a woman was stripped naked on the street and men who were there appeared not just to do nothing, but also seemed to enjoy the ‘show’. A lot of men, me included, cannot watch this happening in our presence and do nothing. However, according to the new dispensation, we are better off not doing or saying anything because we are already guilty together with our perverted brothers.

The country is primed for an election next year. Voters are asking the usual questions that precede any election. “Who should I give my vote for the Presidency, Senate, Gubernatorial, National Assembly, and County Assembly?” These are good questions because in an ideal situation, they lead to leaders who have been chosen objectively based on their credentials and track record. The situation in the country is however not ideal. There is a weird reasoning by voters that it is better to go for the ‘devil you know that the angel you don’t’. I have heard a strange question being asked that, “If we don’t elect the current position holders, how will we get other befitting people for these posts?” My counter question is this, “Out of 40 Million Kenyans, are there no other people who are either equally or more suitable than the ones we have now to lead us?”

It is true that if elections were held today, a lot of the current holders of various positions would still win. In Africa, it is called the “Power of the Incumbent”. Incumbent office holders are like small gods to be worshipped. Word on the ground is that these leaders will be leading us well into the foreseeable future. After that future, they will probably pass us on to their protégés to lead us into the unforeseeable future. That is the truth of the matter. Deal with it and make sure you forever hold your peace!

Saturday, 23 July 2016

The Death of Negotiation



Smoke Signals
A long time ago; long before there were post offices or even telephones; long before email, twitter, and Facebook; people used to communicate through smoke signals. They would find material that produced visible smoke (preferably white) that could be seen from many miles away. They would put this material (which I suspect was either sawdust or leaves) on a fire and use a fan of a sack (or other suchlike thing) to write the message into the smoke. I think this ancient and primitive method of communication is what gave rise to the expression, “Where there is smoke, there is fire”.  This is because, the only need of communicating with distant communities was to inform them of impending danger (Read: “We are going to attack you”).
 
Perhaps the only serious smoke signal that is still in use today is the one at the Vatican. We saw it being used to communicate whether a new pope had been found – or not. It made for some light moments as we waited to see the white smoke although I still think it would be easier to just call a press conference and tell us what they have decided.

Burning Schools
It is no longer news in this country when students burn their schools. The question people are now asking is, “Which school is next on the burn agenda?” Parents, teachers, and even the children themselves are wondering what the genesis of this current state of lawlessness is all about. However, methinks that the children are trying to tell us something.  They are telling us that they have been watching how we resolve our issues as adults and like the good students they are, they are following our example.

Anti-IEBC Demonstrations/Negotiations
We have had a reprieve from the recent demonstrations against the Independent Electoral and Boundaries Commissioners by the leading opposition leaders. They have called for negotiations that have already been granted by the government which is why the demos have been put on hold (so they tell us!). They have threatened to continue with the demos if the negotiations don’t go in a particular direction. What is wrong with this sentence, you might ask? It is probably only in Kenya where you can have the words ‘demonstration’ and ‘negotiation’ in the same sentence.

Post Election Violence
The violence we experienced in 2007/2008 forever tainted an otherwise clean record of our country. The amazing thing was that the violence was finished by just two men who went to sit somewhere on the meandering banks of the Sagana river, and negotiated a deal. That ended the massacre almost as if a switch had been flicked off. If the negotiation had taken place earlier, we would be calling that dark episode in the history of our country by the docile term of the ‘Post Election Negotiations’.

Murderous Spouses
Historically, dating has always been a game of negotiation. It is the guy with the most convincing tongue and patient disposition who always got the girl. Most music, besides gospel, is about love negotiations. It is what we fondly refer to as love songs. They range in message from initial convincing, to saying sorry for mistakes committed, and everything in between. Older people have interesting stories of how they netted their spouses many decades back. They tell of how they overcame challenges through negotiation.

Of late, the news has been awash with stories of how spouses pay hit men to do away with their better halves. Reasons for wanting them dead range from interest in eventual unilateral possession of co-owned property, to teaching the billy goat of a man a lesson for sleeping around. Ugly divorces with out-of-this-world settlements are also rife. I often find myself wondering, what happened to the effective domestic negotiations of old?

Litigation Instead of Mitigation
Our justice system is overwhelmed by the sheer volume of pending and arising cases. The spouses who are not killing each other are going to court. Politicians belonging to the same party are also using the courts to settle their internal disputes. The window of opportunity allowed by our justice system to allow people settle their cases out of court is not being utilised. People are actually spending the time given to achieve this to plan how they are going to clobber each other in court. The willingness and ability for people to negotiate for anything is dead and they are also saying that they would rather die than compromise their stand. I just can’t tell what is going to happen. I am only but a humble Layman.

P.S. If Donald Trump can’t hire a proper speech writer, will he be willing to hire negotiation experts to get him out of the trouble that his mouth is bound to get him into?

Wednesday, 13 July 2016

Female Anatomical Uses

All women are created the same way. Granted, there are certain differences in how people look or function but they are all generally the same. People in general, and women in particular, seem to adopt themselves to whichever environment that they find themselves in. This difference can be mainly observed between rural and urban women. The way these two groups of women utilize parts of their anatomies could as well be by creatures of different species.

Face
There are different parts of a face but let me just focus on eye brows and lips. A woman in the village uses her eye brows to trap the dust that is attempting to enter her eyes in her environment. An urban woman on the other hand needs eye brows to be long and curved so as to accentuate her blinks and winks.

A rural woman’s lips help to form the words as she shouts at her children, neighbours, and animals. Town women use their lips to pout when they want to make a statement. This function is best enhanced by applying a visible shade of lipstick. The urban women also need their lips to peck their girlfriends and kiss their lovers.

Cleavage
The cleavage in a rural woman forms a safe place to hide money and other valuables. The safety is twofold in that the place is not easily accessible and also because of the volatility of the owner (enhanced by the close proximity of her sharp teeth). In a city woman, the use of a cleavage is unclear especially to me as a man. I assume it is for subtle attempts in enabling the continued existence of the human race.

Arms
A village woman needs strong arms to swing children on to the back for transportation. She also needs able arms to lift baskets of produce on to her head and heavy pots of food onto and off the open fire. Just like with the eye brows, it is unclear what the arms of an urban woman are mainly used for. My assumption is that they are used for a yet to be defined aesthetic value. This assumption is based on the evidence of litres of lotion that is applied to the smooth skin of those arms.

Hands
The hands of a woman in the village are handy (pun fully intended) in weaving baskets, weeding farms, shelling beans, and pinching errant children, among other critical activities. A woman in the big city uses her hands to swipe things like the touch screen on her phone, or her credit card at the boutique. She also needs the crook of her arm to hang her handbag as she goes about her business in town.

Legs
There is a group of muscles on the calf of the leg locally referred to as skuebee (the spelling varies depending on origin of the speller). These muscles are relatively well developed in both the rural and urban woman. The source of this development is however quite different in the two groups of women. Those in the village woman are the way they are because of hauling heavy stacks of firewood and Jerri cans full of water up steep inclines. The ones in the urbanite woman on the other hand, are stringy and taut due to the 6 inch heels she wears to the office and to other functions.

The Bum
Bum is a polite term for a woman’s behind. It is what Ken wa Maria sang about in his song “Fundamendos” (fundamentals). If I was ‘French’, I would call it ‘Ass’. Anyhow, this part of a woman’s anatomy has acquired a celebrity status in recent years among urban women. It is a fashion statement and status statement all rolled into one. It has made some women very rich and yet others very famous. Some have become both rich and famous, thanks to their curvy behinds. The bum in a rural woman however, serves a very useful purpose just like that achieved by a car’s roof rack. It is a convenient and effective mode of transportation for all sorts of things ranging from children to baskets full of market produce. It is so important that a woman without a big one would face a challenge surviving in the village.

Tuesday, 5 July 2016

Stereotypes’ Paradise



Being middle-aged, I am relatively level headed. I am not an easy person to excite or anger. I am at that age when I have experienced a lot of good and bad things to know that anything is possible. I also still feel quite young and energetic and know that I have a few opportunities left to fix what I broke in my youth; and also achieve quite a few dreams that I had almost given up on.

Many descriptions and memes have been released on what it means to be middle-aged. However, my favourite one is; “Middle age is the time when your narrow waist and broad mind begin to change places”. I believed this when the pounds started piling onto my mid-section. I also realised that I could not easily agree with those younger than me on most issues. This is the time I decided to make a conscious effort to reverse the negative effects of middle age on me.

Stereotypes
The dictionary defines a stereotype as a widely held but fixed and oversimplified image or idea of a particular type of person or thing. I have to admit that I held many stereotypes until middle age happened on me. I stopped stereotyping people on the strict condition that they also don’t stereotype me. Because of my strong beliefs against it, stereotyping has remained one of the few things that get me really worked up. I have observed several common stereotypes which make all of us live our lives at half mast because of drawing our attention to things for which have little control over.

Men
I am a man but that in itself is not an achievement. Many men may do detestable things like mistreating and disrespecting women but that does not mean that they do it on behalf of all men. It also does not mean that I, or any other man for that matter, approve of what they do. I got worked up a few days ago when a lady I respect immensely attempted to pass the blame to all men folk for the mistreatment of women in Nairobi. She seemed to imply that unless all men reform, then the few who respect their women might as well stop and wait for their errant brothers to change.

Women
Thanks to the effort of feminists, the stereotyping of women is minimal. It is rare to hear of anyone accuse all women of being prostitutes because he knows of one or two who are. This however does not mean that women are not stereotyped. If anything, it is even more so especially when it comes to high achieving women. It is not uncommon to hear it being said of a woman who has gone up the ladder career-wise, or has attained any level of financial independence being accused of having a ‘sponsor’ (ostensibly a middle or old aged man of means).

The Rich
In line with well-off women being suspected of having sponsors, a lot of people believe that the only way to be rich in this country is by being corrupt. Granted, many people have grown filthy rich overnight by becoming ‘tenderpreneurs’. This however does not mean that one cannot grow rich through legitimate means. It is therefore unfortunate that if you are rich in this country, you will be considered to be just another clever thief.

The Poor
There is a popular belief that poor people are in their current status because they are lazy. It is common to hear some people talking of say, a beggar in town. They would say that if it was them, they would go find a job instead of begging. Many of us took opportunity for granted until the viral video of the street boy who talked about the lack of opportunities for many. As tempting as it is to assume so, I don’t think anybody is poor by choice.

Tribe
It might appear as if the Layman is addicted to talking about tribalism. I know I write about it every other week as if there is nothing else to talk about. In my view, one of the worst cancers afflicting our country is tribal stereotyping. It is what would cause a person to either be denied due credit for an achievement, or be undeservedly praised purely based on the tribe he comes from. None of us chooses what tribe to be born in. Tribe in itself is not a merit for anything and should be used for nothing more than as a naming platform.

Race
We grew up being told about the intellectual superiority of white people. It was (and still is among many) a privilege to interact with a mzungu (white person). On the flipside, this belief has given rise to another one of concluding that black people are an underdeveloped species.

I could go on and on about many other stereotypes but am sure you can so far catch my drift. Why don’t we do the intelligent thing and just say no to all forms of stereotypes and instead, judge people as individuals. If we do that, we will have gone a long way in dealing with those issues that drag us back. Just think about it.