They have launched an attack on Kenyans as usual. The 222 men and women, the self acclaimed saints of Kenya, the avowed masters of the trodden, name them, they are here again.

When Allan Paton penned his novel, “Cry the Beloved Country,” it was hailed for clearly mirroring the racial divide against a downtrodden populace.

Whistling in the dark is considered a grand taboo in most African communities, and the South Mugirango by election was a whistle in the dark.

One would be forgiven to smell the rat, in the cheapness with which this act was designed and delivered. The government has in the past blatantly come out, whenever they had beef with any opposition, and they leave no iota of doubt, as to their intention. Again, the referendum vote is largely decided, it is a naked fact that the “No” are back peddling.

Allow me to intrude into your not so eventless retirement. I address you in the first name to foster breakdown of authority- that way I can go full throttle.

Higher Education Minister William Ruto, in a recent Machakos rally, unequivocally stated that there are many ministers in the yes camp, who have been whipped into complacence, much as they are opposed to the proposed constitution.

So much has been in the air regarding the 2010 referendum, and the constitution in our country. The more memorable of the two, is that the republic of Kenya has sought a new constitution for an upward of 20 years, and tax payers have choked at the expense.

The house is suddenly engulfed in an atmosphere of uncertainty, fright, and apprehension. Not only has Gofu just slipped off with the children, but he has also imprisoned the minds of Zake, Therea, and the guards into the world of tantalizing conjuncture.

Gofu realizes the shock he has inflicted in his small audience, with some element of glee. He plucks the courage to take a few bold strides forward, and Therea is petrified again. The children run toward their mother, and position themselves in vantage positions of refuge.

The ferry danced and swayed from side to side, shoving the passengers with every movement. There was outright panic, and with passengers deciding that they were endangered, their reaction was all the more contributory to the instability of the ferry.

Gofu is in dire pain, but struggles to his knees, he is still indignant and laments the brutal treatment. He is hopeful that this boss might intercede, and probably admonish his officers. “Why do you do that? Why the violence?” but Zake the boss is impressed

Many times we have written our sentences without considering the grammatical implications that come with them. In particular, we have always lost the ordering of our grammatical properties, which makes our writing nothing more than a “tick tak tok” guess work session.