Taking to this blog after a long slumber to ask, if we don’t speak for our women, who will?
Wananume, are the creatures that are a negative metamorphosis in a country of progress, or are we?
Wanaume, who have tried all forms of sexual acts with goats, cows, chicken, dogs, cats, and what have you have decided that animals aren’t good enough that we now have to resort to unleashing our frustrations on helpless, hapless womenfolk undeserving the numerous acts of animalistic barbarism.
Questions, to my brothers from another world:
★ When a woman experiences such savagery acts in your hands, what do you go home to tell your mothers, wives, daughters, or sisters?
> Do you go home in the evening and tell your wife, ‘Leo nimeshika shika matako na clitoris za mama mwingine pale kwa stage ya basi? Do you enjoy dinner cooked by your wife or mother while sharing your achievements of the day?
> When your daughter leaves in the morning to take public transportation to school, what stories would you like her to share with her friends? That her father molests women going about their business? Are you so proud that you will gladly tell your daughter that you did great out there? Do you find your actions so great that your daughter should write a book about her father’s act of heroism at the bus stops ofKomarock, kayole, Tusker, and Ambassador? Am sure you indulge your family in your great actions that make you talk of the town.
> When you visit your mother on the weekends, do you look at her in the same light you look at that woman you undressed? Does that woman in a way remind you of your mother in any way or does your mother remind you of the nakedness you expose out there? Don’t you see your mother in that woman you find so defenseless?
★ Have we become so inhuman that we don’t see our wives, daughters, sisters, and mothers in the women we turn against? Why aren’t artists talking about this? Are we discussing bills in parliament?
Just as wild animals are brought to their knees or deaths with tranquilizers and bullets, so do such men deserve to die, like the animals they are.