By Gabriel Oguda
Each time University students riot in this country, there has been a common tired trend to shout them down and kill their vibe. A section of Kenyans have even gone an extra mile to suggest they be locked up for life and the keys to the gallows thrown in hell.
What Kenyans don’t realize is that these students are their children, and that they come from a home somewhere. Have you ever stopped and thought for a while you could be urging the Kenya Police to shoot your own womb with live bullets? And what, pray, would that make you – an irresponsible parent, perhaps?
Kenyans treat their children like criminals, and the police have taken that advantage to maim and kill with impunity. But wait until the boy who was shot dead by the police was your own. And let me hear you cheer the Police for terminating the life of a human being you failed to raise in the right manner, but you still borrowed a hefty loan from the bank to finance his education. That hope you had that your boy will change someday.
That flicker of optimism that kept you sacrificing to see your son finally behave well should be reflected in the way you react to student riots. I still hold the radical view that university students are a misunderstood lot.
But who am I to support somebody’s son whose parent failed to raise up well and left the police to take care of? Let’s kill our children, then, every time they smash the neighbours’ windscreen in the courtyard playing street football. That way, we will have law abiding citizens who are so timid they wont raise a finger when trampled upon.
Welcome to Zombie Nation 101.