Before I embark on the very essence and the moral hallmark of my story, let me apprise you on the literary application of the proverbial Trojan horse to the contemporary politics now trending in Isiolo County which is not ugly but also very unfortunate. During the Bronze Age conflict between the kingdoms of Troy and Mycenaean Greece–straddles the history and mythology of ancient Greece and inspired the greatest writers of antiquity, from Homer, Herodotus and Sophocles to Virgil. Since the 19th-century rediscovery of the site of Troy in what is now western Turkey, archaeologists have uncovered increasing evidence of a kingdom that peaked and may have been destroyed around 11,180 B.C.—perhaps forming the basis for the tales recounted by Homer some 400 years later in the “Iliad” and the “Odyssey.”
A long time ago, there was an ancient city-state on the coast of Turkey, across the sea from Sparta. This city-state was named Troy. At one time, Troy and the other Greek city-states were pretty good friends. But times had changed.
The city of Troy was protected by a high wall built around the city. Some parts of the wall were 20 feet high! There were gates in the wall to let people in and out but it provided great defense for the people of Troy. It gave the Trojan warriors a relatively safe place to stand, while they rained arrows down on the people below, who were trying to break into the city.
The Greek warriors had been trying to breach the wall around Troy for about ten years. The Greeks could not find a way in, and the Trojans did not seem able to drive the Greeks away.
Odysseus, a Greek general, had an idea. His plan was to build a horse, a beautiful and huge wooden horse, and leave it outside the gate. Then, the entire Greek army would pretend to leave, as if they had finally admitted defeat. But the horse would be hollow. Thirty men would be hiding inside. That’s what they did.
As the Greek warriors sailed away, the people of Troy rushed outside, cheering. They found the horse. Fortunately, they did not try to burn the horse. They dragged the horse inside the city gates to keep it on display, which is just what the Greek general thought they would do – gloat.
That night, while the Trojan people were sleeping, the men hiding inside the wooden horse climbed out and opened the gates. The waiting Greek army entered Troy. That was the end of Troy. Just like General Odysseus, Hon. BAHARI crafted political Trojan horse since 2013 within and without the backyard of political neophyte in the name of Doyo, raided his turf, capitalised on the inherent weak administration of Doyo and achieved a great victory despite the futile struggle put in place by Doyo spanner boys to disintegrate Hon. Bahari political base by using dirty money which ultimately turned into hollow hubris by state-of-the art style approach of hurricane Mfereji. It was all purely cosmetic. Ditto!
There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right and that was what Hon. Bahari capitalised on. They say politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies. Unfortunately, the so-called Team Fresh have been applying miserably dead tactics, formulae and fossil style all at this at behest of their master; Doyo. Hon. Bahari beat them squarely and fairly in their own game because their alliance was hinged on loose ties, skewed interest and mirage ambitions which cannot convince anybody of sound mind.
TO HON. ABDUL BAHARI AKA MFEREJI:
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man…read Hon. Bahari who is and was actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat like the headless cabal of amorphous group christened Team Fresh who are used as errand boys by the piper.
In science it often happens that scientists say, ‘You know that’s a really good argument; my position is mistaken,’ and then they would actually change their minds and you never hear that old view from them again. They really do it. It doesn’t happen as often as it should, because scientists are human and change is sometimes painful. But it happens every day. I cannot recall the last time something like that happened in politics or religion. Be that as it may, there is still time for them to wake up from deep slumber land.
Isiolo is a cosmopolitan County with various shades of communities co-exist together symbiotically since time immemorial. The idea of making some communities “enemies” can’t and won’t sell because it is contrary to the provisions that establishes National Cohesion and Integration act. The current Isiolo regime and their apparatchik’s are hellbent on using negative ethnicity to divide the exploited to perpetuate themselves to power.
Just before, during, and after national elections, the current ruling class in Isiolo County deliberately provoke negative ethnic feelings and even organise and sponsor mayhem against other groups to propel themselves to elective positions.
And since it is the ideas of the ruling classes that dominate society, the oppressed embrace the ideology of negative ethnicity that embodies hatred, jealous and discrimination against themselves. The unresolved issues of land and land resources, class inequality and other forms of historical injustices, have always been used to perpetuate this ugly and reactionary ideology. Such thinking is not only archaic and colonial but also outdated.
The beginning of the war against negative ethnicity should therefore begin not by moralising about it but by dealing with its root causes. The political system of Isiolo County needs to be changed to liberate us from poverty and underdevelopment. Yes, negative ethnicity in the county is a manifestation of poverty, underdevelopment, ignorance and reactionary ideas that arise out of definite internal and external factors caused by continued mismanagement of human and natural resources in the County leading to class, gender, age and regional inequalities and mindless competition for purportedly scarce resources. Yet, the scarcity of resources is a creation of the capitalist system that allows only a few individuals to own and control the natural and human resources of the county at the expense of the majority found in all ethnic groups of Isiolo. To begin to eradicate negative ethnicity, therefore, the socio-political and economic system must be transformed and the only person to do this without any tinge of doubt is Hon. Abdul Bahari Ali aka Mfereji.
I would have wished them (Team Projects) to be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. They should have emptied their mind of negative ethnicity, be formless. Shapeless, like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water, TeamFlesh. Style up and smell the coffee! #WhispersFromTheNorth