I like Joe Black. I really do. He’s something of a prodigy. I sometimes email him and ask, “Joe, how’s it going?” And he will go to a cyber, somewhere deep in the slums of Majengo in Kitui and …
It’s easy to moan about Nairobi. Moan about floods. Moan about traffic-jam and “matafakas” cutting you off in traffic. Moan about the drainage system and about Sonko. (Those two are not related.) It’s easy, in moments of cynicism to …
