By C A Luanda Magere
Don’t I just love Baba, the brother of Akinyi, Agwambo the heartbeat of the masses!
He spends two days with Musalia. He makes sure it is very public.
Tongues go wagging. What is he upto? Is Musalia his running mate? His new choice for Nairobi Governor? Is Musalia now the candidate? Or Baba’s new ambassador to Papua New Guinea?
Jubilee mandarins run up and down checking with NIS. Newspaper editors are hammering their phones trying to reach “well placed sources” and “people knowledgeable with the Raila grand plan”.
Gossip columns go on overdrive. Reporters even check what was on Baba-Musalia lunch menu to see if the menu can tell something. If it was boiled goat, then it could mean Baba is leaving “this thing” for Musalia. If it was fried tilapia, that could mean Baba is still running and Musalia will be DP. If it was beef choma, that could mean…
Why Laikipia? Why Meru? Duale is called. Sakaja, Sonko, Kiraitu, everyone. Including market madmen. What do you people think Raila is planning here? Lip readers please. Mind readers where are you? Eye readers. Heck, feet readers, tell us from Raila’s steps what he is thinking.
I suspect Baba enjoys this game. He probably retreats to Opoda farm after causing this confusion and smiles under a dwele tree with an agwata of nyuka kal. Meanwhile everyone is trying to figure out what he is thinking. Nobody remembers to just ask him!
In this game, Raila Odinga is the MASTER! The Alpha Male. The determinant.
The rest, including the mouthy ones who take cocaine and whysky by truckloads, are mere spectators! And there is nothing you can do to change that!
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