For lovers of literature, the venerable Charles Dickens must have been a URP supporter. In A Tale of Two Cities, he writes about the union between URP and her ever schemingÂ Â husband, TNA; in these poetic lines:
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way â€“ in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Anyway, Deputy President William Ruto deactivated his Facebook account. And now, we in Kenya Today think we know why:
1. It may be that the DP, aware that his base is itchy, is avoiding it showing on his official Facebook page. BLIGHT EVERYONE OUT!
2. It may be, as happened to Raila Odinga’s Facebook page, that it was hacked.
3. It may be, with DP’s open distaste of the media, that he finds social media a waste of time.
4. It may be, on the positive side, that he is ‘upgrading the page.
5. It may be, considering his own office had been renamed, instead of ‘Office of the Deputy President’ but now ‘Harambee House Annex’, that all the functions which used to take lace on the Facebook page has been transferred to the President’s Facebook page!
6. It may be that DP hasn’t got anyone to run that page.
7. It may be that Ruto is just tired of social media with all its attendant jungle wars.
8. It may be that he has unpublished the page.
9. It may be we are reading too much into it – of course we are.
10. The reason, which we don’t know, may be none of the above.
Sadly, sadly, the sun rose; it rose upon no sadder sight than the man of good abilities and good emotions, incapable of their directed exercise, incapable of his own help and his own happiness, sensible of the blight on him, and resigning himself to let it eat him away.