See how ‘Leftist’ Blogger Dikembe has been badly destroyed here! Shocking!
Leftist blogger Dikembe Disembe took to Facebook to settle old scores with female university students he claims are ‘indifferent to public affairs’ because they live in their ‘castles of beauty’.
However, another ex-student of Moi University, comrade Mwamburi Mwang’ombe, who, like Dikembe, was a student leader and senior, took a hard hitting view of the place of female students in contemporary Kenya.
Here is how he responded to Dikembe:
Dikembe Disembe has just talked bad of our college and campus ladies â€“ where I got a lady from. He has accused most of those of the fair gender in colleges like Garissa University as beings thoroughly unable in abstract thought and meaningful discourse.
In his call of ladies to masculinity, in an article published online here, Dikembe says, â€œMany female students are stuck in the mud of time; wasting away in their castles of beauty (even when none exists) and social indifference to public affairs. And this is not just female students alone. I had, and still have, a very low opinion of male students who care about nothing in their environments save for their coursework and the female students they fuckâ€¦these fellows have their days set between hostel beds and lecture halls.â€
He had a specific bone to pick with the â€˜indifferentâ€™ female students in the fateful Garissa University simply because they were fooled to believe that terrorists do not kill women and children.
I hope he does not hate my woman. She walks faintly, dangling ice-cream amidst her feeble fingers as the other hand chokes my waist with love and hope of love after campus. She knows many beautiful beings are six feet under and she will not wake them up with a rough male-ish walking.
You should see her delicately strive to reach some coins in her match-with-all-clothes-including-panties-hand-bag. She wants to buy a smokie (I think this is the elite word for sausage or one of those things civilised ladies chew in town as they wait for buses).
While on campus, many an envious fools have broken their necks in an attempt to see how I and my â€œbebâ€ grace University paths. We haunted the flowered pavements of Moi University with love and I have no regrets for the many exiles I condemned my roommate to. You now have a picture of my woman.
That is a university woman now, she is utterly feminine. A learned woman must eat, tweng, talk, dress and know soft and delicate stuff; the soft stuff that calls men deep home. She must take soap operas and motivational books literally and also know that it does help femininity whether she knows â€˜public affairsâ€™ or not. After all, it is men who must suffer to provide once out of campus.
Brother Dikembe, or you are at home with a RECCE-type wife at home? The tom-boy type that fixes electronics, eloquently explains aeronautical procedures, offers a political critique of Machiavelli, and knows all about Avatar and Monday Night Raw? No. Such threaten erections.
You cannot feed â€œCurrent Affairsâ€ and â€œElementary Theories to Terrorismâ€ to your family. How does being knowledgeable stop the barrel of an Al-Shabaab machinegun from spitting its bits of death? A carefully loaded Al-Shabaab gun laced with the 72-virgins promise to be silenced by your knowledge of the current Cabinet Secretary for Youth and Energy?
I just want you to know that we gain nothing by knowing issues around us. We went to school, learnt all there is about current affairs, criticism and nationalism. Has that helped entrench patriotism and integrity?
Abdirahim Abdullahi got acquainted with law from The University of Nairobi (UoN), world affairs, the Mujahideen and his surrounding yet all he could do is become a terrorist. The hopelessness that is in the hearts of our young people is vindicated in Liutenant Wadi, Dikembe and Abdirahim. We can address this despair without knowing so much â€˜public affairsâ€™. Knowledge higher than the superiority complex of religions, the dangerous mutation of corruption and a foolishly tribalised population is the antidote to global terrorism.
Otherwise, there is nothing more to campus life than sex, movies and occasional peeping into lecture halls to see if there could be a complex idea that calls for my physical presence. Do you now understand why I call your observation of our university ladies shallow, cowardly and unfortunate? It is the reason I have asked you to finish reading â€œMen Are from Mars, Women Are from Venusâ€ by John Gray.