𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

Little foxes that destroy the bloom. There are places that slowly but surely take down your pride and grace, it is not grand but it is incrementally degrading. Slowly. I have observed over the years that it is usually a mismatch of energy, you may not always know what someone's intention is, or what they do or say behind your back but you can always tell a person's energy is off, you can even feel it while away if you take time to listen to your psyche more.  People who do not like you may not openly say something grande, but they may throw snide comments, show disdain covertly, avoid eye contact when they sneer or jest at you. The eyes are the gateway or windows to the soul, you stare at them and you might learn a thing or two. Songs of Solomon says, catch us the little foxes because it is those that destroy the vineyard flowers before they even bloom. Some things and some people do not often affect the grand, they are masters at identifying signs of blooming, your little effo...

1. "Be careful whom you trust; salt and sugar look alike." — Japanese Proverb 2. "Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere." — Martin Luther King Jr. 3. "An army of sheep led by a lion will defeat an army of lions led by a sheep." — Arabic Proverb 4. "The only way to deal with this unjust world is to rebel against it." — Albert Camus 5. "Those who seek to control others are often those who cannot control themselves." — Marcus Aurelius 6. "If something goes wrong, fix it. But train yourself not to worry—worrying never fixes anything." — Ernest Hemingway 7. "The one who lives for others will be remembered far longer than the one who lives only for himself." — Leo Tolstoy 8. "Wisdom is knowing when to speak, and intelligence is knowing when to stay silent." — Socrates 9. "A broken heart teaches you lessons that success never will." — Khalil Gibran 10. "Beware of those who...

The old idea is simple: if a kid from a poor family is smart, works hard, and behaves well, they can climb the ladder to a better life. That’s supposed to be the deal. But that deal is broken. Because being smart and skilled isn’t enough if you’re never given the tools. When we deny these children access to great teachers and good schools, it’s not an accident. It’s a choice. It’s a quiet kind of class war, where the wealthy protect their own children’s future by fencing off the best opportunities and shutting out the competition. Talent and intelligence aren’t handed out based on income. A brilliant mind can be born anywhere. But a brilliant education? That’s increasingly for sale. It’s slowly becoming a luxury item, reserved for those who can pay. Think about the sheer numbers. There are more kids in poor neighborhoods than in wealthy enclaves. So the pool of potential, the hidden Einsteins, the unseen innovators, is actually far greater among the poor. But their potentia...

A Chinese and an African met in Europe. CHINESE: Xhenxhi Honhong is my name AFRICAN: Nice to meet you, my name is Emmanuel Noël de Souza CHINOIS: So you are not African but Franco-Brazilian? AFRICA N: of course, I am African CHINESE: And your name is Emmanuel Noël De Souza? AFRICAN: Yes, I owe my parents that pretty name. CHINESE: Even the names to wear that do not require any technique, no technology, you are not able to produce by yourselves , you have to import them . We didn't know that before. We will start right now manufacturing names to sell them to you. It is out of the question that we leave this vast and affordable name market to Europeans. And you will prefer our names for a well-known reason: "Made in China" is always cheaper. AFRICAN: You also make jokes , so that's fine. And what are you doing here? CHINOIS: I study neuroscience and I'm also very interested in robotics. I also give classes on Chinese civilization at the University D of...

I live and breathe Africa. I am one of the rare African thinkers who lives among his people, spending time in markets and farms, attending funerals, listening more than speaking, and conducting most of daily life in African languages. I observe from inside, not from a distance. Not in conference rooms. Not online. And from that vantage point, one truth has become impossible to ignore: We have a promiscuity problem, and it is quietly bankrupting us. Across social classes, from university students to senior managers, ministers, and executives, the same pattern repeats. Men and women compulsively, addictively, and purposelessly pursue sex, spending incalculable amounts of time, energy, and attention feeding desire with no higher aim. Today, the internal definition of male success has collapsed into a crude metric: the number of women a man has slept with. This is not harmless indulgence. This is not private morality. This is a structural failure costing African nations their c...

Most married men in their 40s and 50s are single!  These are the men who spend their evenings in bars till past midnight when they go home to find their wives dead asleep. Nothing excites them going home early.  If you ask them they will tell you the once happy insititution of marriage no longer exists. The wives became too busy with work, they no longer romance as before, the wives became rude etc.  This is the life men with one wife go through.  Now, if these fellows want to bring that insitution of marriage back- the happy old days, they need to marry another wife who should be probably in her late 20s or early 30s.  The first wife who's busy will see competition and she will up her game and change for better. The newly married wife will want to make Mzee happy by bringing in her best to him.  The married-single man will then start living like a lion.  Polygamy solves a lot of family issues.  Viva polygamy N/B This post is meant to annoy a busy...

You can’t help but get pissed when you see women driving SUVs and living in leafy suburbs, while my boys are stuck in single room shacks. The only green they know is the sewage of their own shit flowing through Paipu and Umoja. Truth is, we lost this game a long time ago. The problem is we are still playing by the same rules while they keep winning. Instead of facing it, those with inferiority complexes turn on the ladies and dismiss their hustle. We do not admit they have become better dribblers in this ball game called life. Instead, we shout from the roadside as SUVs pass, calling them kept women, mistresses, “mapoko wa masonko,” “wife ya dosi,” or inheritance. Meanwhile, we waste hours at the car wash plotting quickies with Adhiambo or joking about Njeri moving from Umoja to South B. What we miss is that the same Njeri is saving every shilling to clear her Sacco loan for a plot in Kitengela. I am not here to tell men not to seek exclusivity with their kept women. Men need safe spac...