Monday, May 30, 2011

AFRICA'S UNSUNG HERO

AFRICA’S UNSUNG HERO


On this day of May 31st 1994 marked the end of a Hero’s life.

Today I pay tribute to an African Hero less known to many. A hero who on this day in the year of 1994 was killed while going about what could be arguably be the most heroic deeds a soldier ever carried out solo and unarmed!

The good man’s name is Captain Mbaye Diagne and this was during the horrific Rwandan Genocide. It was at this time when Africans were busy looking the other way and the UN was busy arguing what constitutes a Genocide.


Captain Mbaye one of the soldiers in the UN peace keeping force was sent to Rwanda as a Millitary observer of the implementation of the Arusha Accord. A towering Senegalese with an ever-present toothy smile Mbaye a staunch Muslim is said to have risked his life and career to save thousands of Tutsis from being slaughtered by the Hutu extremists.

                                              Captain Mbaye Diagne.

As a UN military observer Capt Mbaye and his fellow soldiers had limited mandate. Regulations barred them from actively involving themselves or taking any side in the conflict. In other words they were reduced to mere spectators in the mayhem.

The first act of bravery was when he( Capt Mbaye )saved children of the then just slain Rwandan Prime Minister Agathe Uwilingiyimina by hiding them and later ‘smuggling’ them to the Hotel des Mille Collines. During the fateful day of April 7th 1994 Madame Agathe’s Rwandan presidential guard turned on her and her husband and killed them in cold blood. The children had luckily been hidden in the neighbouring UNDP compound and had Capt Mbaye not smuggled them to safety, it was only a matter of time and they would have been discovered and butchered too. On the same day the 10 Belgian soldiers assigned to guard Madame Agathe were later castrated, choked with their own genitalia and shot dead!

To say Capt Mbaye was always putting his life in peril to save people is an understatement. It is not exactly known how many people he saved whether it was foreign journalists or just Tutsis and moderate Hutus who were just minutes away from their death. It is estimated he saved hundreds others place the figure at thousands. By this time the man had gone way out of his mandate as per the UN Millitary observer regulations. His superior the UNAMIR Force Commander Romeo Dallaire knew what Mbaye was doing was wrong but too disappointed by the UN for abandoning him and his troops, did not reprimand the good captain. BBC Correspondent based in Rwanda at that time one Mark Doyle said that when the acts of the Captain came to his knowledge him and other journalists decided not to highlight it lest they put Captain Mbaye’s life in danger. They let him ‘quietly ‘continue with the noble cause.

Captain Mbaye.

With only his Pick-up truck and charm, Mbaye smuggled a lot of people to the safety of the Hotel des Mille Collines and later in the night using a network he had established they were whisked to safer regions of the country. Being from Senegal a French speaking nation meant he could easily communicate with the French speaking Rwandans.

What seems to baffle many though is how he could pass through more than 20 roadblocks mounted by the Interahamwe militia just waiting to butcher the Tutsis who dared go through. This is attributed to his charm and the ability to strike rapport with the enemy within seconds. A few jokes , a flash of his big smile and an exchange of a few puffs of cigarette they would let him through. It is also said that he would occasionally go through the roadblocks by giving bribes of cigarettes and money. All this while he did not even have a baton on him since as an observer he was not allowed to carry arms. On each trip he had at least five people to ferry to safety.

The head of the UN Humanitarian Assistance Team in Rwanda Mr Gromo Alex described Mbaye ‘s activities as such:

‘’He had access to most of the areas … the military or gendarme or presidential guard. He covered all the territory, knew most of the people in the command structure. But fairly early on, we could see in this back room in the Amahoro hotel [that] large groups of people all of a sudden appeared and [the] next day were gone. We began to put together that Mbaye was bringing people from all over to the headquarters and then evacuating them or having them picked up and taken to safety elsewhere. And I don't even know the numbers of the people that he saved. But a lot of people know who he is. A lot of people were saved by him, and not just Rwandans but famous journalists. I think they were put in positions where their lives were pretty close to an end, and he stepped in and saved them. (...) ‘’

On May 31 May, Capt Mbaye was tragically killed when a mortar shell landed at the back his truck and shrapnel went through the back of his head. Ironically the mortar was aimed at a Rwandan Armed Forces checkpoint had been fired by Paul Kagame’s Rwandan Patriotic Forces. The Rwandan Patriotic Forces under Paul Kagame are the ones credited with stopping the Genocide in Rwanda.

It was a definite sad day at the UNAMIR Force Headquarters, They did not even have a body bag to put his remains. In a famous documentary the Ghosts of Rwanda , Gromo Alex Head of the UN Humanitarian Assistance broke down and cried as he described how they made a body bag out of a blue UNICEF tarpaulin and to him it was not the way they wanted to send off the hero. The man who use to give them hope with his charm and smile was no more.

Very few people today know about Capt Mbaye. Even fewer people know that his amateur video footage of the UN peacekeepers in Rwanda is the one of the only video records shot during that time. BBC’s Mark Doyle paused the UNAMIR Force Commander Romeo Dallaire as written in his book -Shake Hands with the Devil- “ Can you imagine the blanket media coverage that a dead British or American peacekeeper of Mbaye’s bravery and stature would have received ? He got almost none. “

Do the Rwandans remember him ? Is there a road , a school or even a statue on the streets of Kigali built to commemorate this great soul ?Do Madame Agathe’s children right now nestled Switzerland Seventeen years later remember the man who snatched them from the jaws of death? Captain Mbaye was laid to rest in his home country of Senegal. He is survived by a wife and two children.




Friday, May 27, 2011

OF ALFRED TENNYSON OF RAMBLINGS AND MELANCHOLIC BURSTS

OH HOW I WISH FLYING WOULD BE EASY
TO SOAR IN THE CLOUDS AND BE  UNREACHABLE
DETACHED , ALOOF  FROM THE QUAKES  AND FLOODS OF LIFE
AND SEE EVERYTHING FROM ABOVE WHERE TIME
AND DISTANCE WOULD NEVER  MATTER.
 -  14 -01-2009-

That's the date i was in one of my Alfred Tennyson's moods .
Alfred Tennyson one of my favourite poets was one misunderstood person.
He was labelled a hypochondriac, insecure and a whiner.
I tend to think he was a compulsive  perfectionist, again greatly misunderstood.
Every ambitious human being has these feelings once in a while.
sometimes i feel like Alfred Tennyson
With his well documented  melancholic bouts
          Edward Fitzgerald aptly described Tennyson's disposition in Feb 1840 as thus:
''.... I have also made him very out of sorts by desiring a trace from complaints and complainings- poor fellow: he is quite magnanimous and noble hearted, with no meaness or vanity or affectation of any kind whatever - but very perverse ,according to the nature of his illness - so much for poets ,who one must allow are many of them a somewhat tetchy  race.
There is that great metaphysical, Doric ,moral,religious ,psychological, poet of age who doesnt like to be contradicted at all: nor neglected in any way."  A collection of poems by Alfred Tennyson
       The day that i wrote the above poem is the day i really felt inadequate, in life , i was really low and my my mind was full of questions on where my life was headed.There comes ja time in our lives where we wonder about our worth in this life . Are we adding more to life than we are taking ? 

Sunday, May 8, 2011

THE BIG PERVERTED BROTHER - FINAL PART

I’ve taken a lot of flak since I wrote my article lampooning the big brother show. I had under estimated how popular this ‘thing ‘among my friends and acquaintances.


As a result I’ve been called a Killjoy, someone told me ‘’ haujachanuka ’’ among other invectives that were flung my way .  Let me say here that I'd rather be ‘’unchanukad’’ than participate in that voyeurism.

If I really wanted to watch people going about mundane activities like eating, sleeping and showering , I might as well drill a hole through the neighbour’s wall and peep.

My beef with this show is that it would have been better if the organizers gave the contestants tasks that were not only fun-filled but also inspirational. Positive tasks that are in line with the challenges that face this continent.

The Western world is so many years ahead in terms of development that they can afford have luxury of wasting time and money. Lets not imagine that everything that comes from them is useful or relevant to us. Im not against anyone having fun but lets keep the fun sensible and one that leaves us with our dignity intact.What if this ‘’big brother ‘’ was like Donald Trump’s Apprentice . The competitors manage to have fun while at the same time learning and engaging their skills constructively.

Well im done with this Big brother bashing .. so friends don’t kill my cat for deriding your favourite TV show. These are Just my thoughts.

Now still on fun that is wayward there is this thing that has caused a major furor especially among the Netizens in this country.

You see on the 24th of April when most of you were all about the easter bunny there was something of the grotesque nature happening at the Carnivore. Some unsavory Jamaicans by the names of Ding dong and RDX were teaching the Kenyan youths how to have sex in public with their clothes on.

The two thugs have put the event organizers Fisborne Entertainment in trouble with lawsuits just a song away from their doorsteps. During the concert named Swaggarific, the clowns dared ladies to go on stage for lewd dances.

Please watch the videos here http://www.youtube.com/all_comments?v=jbVjOyscHJA and make sure you have the heart for this here it gets nastier http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kkF-tB0YfsU&feature=related

Now Kenyans is that fun ? really ? Assuming that most of the people attending the show were teenagers what did they learn? That it’s ok to dry hump in public . That women are like ragdolls to be tossed around in the name of having fun ? I’ve always suspected that at one point Jamaicans gave up on living like human beings. This confirms it.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

THE BIG PERVERTED BROTHER

The Big Brother season is here with us again.


The season when Africans are treated to televised practices of moral decadence.

This time round there are 27 africans  in that famous Sodom and Gomorrah called ‘’the house’’

The big brother is one thing that has ever added any value to this continent if you ask me. The fact that the take home prize for the last idiot standing has been raised to US dollars 200,0000 does not even justify the objective behind this big brother thing. It beats me where is the fun is in locking up random strangers in a house then waiting for them to fall sick, fight, have sex or shower ?



I think some bored white guy was hanging out with his friends when he suddenly had a moment of inspiration and said to his pals ‘‘ ….hey guys what if we started a reality show where we lock up guys, put them under camera surveillance get them drunk occasionally and watch them having sex…?..’’ Then the friends stared at him in awe and exclaimed …’’ you are a genius !!!!” in their lives they had never such an intelligent man . That’s how it spread to the Motherland.

Enough with trying to figure out the genesis of this madness -The Big Brother .

So back to the house I hear the Kenyan Participant Millicent was a pioneer of sorts . She is said to have been the first to kiss someone on the show – on the second day !!

This is reminiscent of a former female participant who left an indelible mark in the house for her bi-sexual shenanigans I wonder if she was left with a tongue after the departure from the house. Woman used to lick and kiss anything. Her name escapes me but it wouldn’t add value to my life if I remembered.

She came back and like minded fans feted her like she had come back with a Marathon gold medal .One radio presenter yapped on and on about how this woman had made kenya proud- I cringed in pain.

Sadly for the weeks running Africans will keep their eyes glued to their screens with abated breath grabbing their nethers in anticipation, waiting just waiting for someone to get naked. The specimens in the house will be treated to alcohol ,discretion and inhibition will be frowned upon. They’ll be given childish tasks like singing nursery rhymes and playing hide and seek. They will make bubbles out of soapy water .

I’m sure there will be a task where they will cross dress. It’s the big brother and 200,000 US Dollars for grabs. The first lady to flash a boob will be lavished with praise and the first man to lay a woman in the house will go down in continental history .

Nonsense utter nonsense and waste of time !

WHY DON’T YOU GET ANGRY ?

Anger the emotion as we know has long been viewed in negative terms.


I’m not going to be trite and start defining anger according to some dictionary: this is because every one of us has been angry more than one time in our lives and thus we know what anger is.

As a matter of fact there is someone reading this who is angry right now since I chose not to define -anger according to some Webster or Oxford dictionary. The whole point is Anger is probably the most prevalent of our emotions in our world today. I bet I get angry more than I laugh on any one given day.

How do you handle you anger? That’s the critical question. When you get angry are you said to have hit the roof , irked, pissed off or enraged? The degree of anger and how you channel it is important when it comes to handling anger. Whichever way you look at it anger is good - well at least sometimes.

Most of you would agree with me that some of the life changing decisions in our lives we make in a fit of anger or rage. Take for example a lenient employer who for a long time has been putting up with ineptitude from his employees….it only takes a fit of rage for him to scream ,’’You are fired !!!’’ and the problem is hence solved forever.

Let’s flip the coin now and look at the Employee. Yes the employee who is always mistreated and underrated by his/her boss . Low pay, long working hours verbal assault etc. This is one person who needs to get angry and when he/she gets angry the message will be communicated to the insensitive employer. Are you that lenient employer or are you that meek downtrodden employee?

Are you in dysfunctional relationship or marriage ? what more would it take to make you angry and say ‘’Im fed up ! ‘’Is your partner taking you for granted? Are you assaulted and abused more than you are cuddled ? its time to bring on the RAGE ! It is time to say enough is enough .No one has the key to your happiness apart from yourself.

Anger has been motivating factor to the regime changes in North Africa. The people got to that point of no return .Back home in Kenya we are very slow to anger . No wonder the politicians are always taking advantage of us . They dare us ‘’ mtado ? ‘’ . We are like what Fela Kuti sang ’’…suffering and smiling ….‘’

Anger sometimes is good. Get angry but don’t kill, maim or destroy