By NJOKI CHEGE
Mercy Keino — 25 years old (assaulted and murdered)
Careen Chepchumba — 26 years old (murdered)
Caroline Ngumbu — 21 years old (murdered)
Janet Wangui Waiyaki — 41 years old (murdered at City Park, Parklands)
Sharon Otieno — 26 years old (assaulted, raped, murdered)
Amina Jere — middle-aged (Raped, murdered, naked body found on Naivasha-Gilgil Highway)
Maribel Kapolon — nine years old (kidnapped, murdered)
Saida Abderehman — 20 years old (kidnapped)
Monica Kimani — 28 years old (assaulted and murdered)
I counted nine. Four young women murdered in a span of one month (Sharon, Amina, Monica, Maribel). This is a national disaster.
We have hit rock bottom. We have become the society that kidnaps, rapes and kills its young women and children.
In the latest murder case, a family in Thika is mourning the premature death of their daughter Monica Kimani. Sexually assaulted, throat slit, hands tied, body dumped in a bath tub, water overflowing. Their only daughter — daddy and mummy’s girl — discovered by her brother in her apartment.
I think it is time for us to have a sober conversation about the kind of society we have become. It is time we ask ourselves if we want to be the society that kills women and children or a society that protects its women, the life givers and the nucleus of society.
In the Kenyan society, women have become an endangered species. We cannot walk home alone without the fear of being raped or murdered. One cannot live alone without the fear of opening the door to the person who will end one’s life. Parents of girls can no longer trust that their daughters will walk home safely without encountering kidnappers and murderers.
What is happening here?
As if it were not enough to disrespect women while alive, we have gone a step further to malign and vilify them even in death. I am talking about the murmurs, the gossip, the jeering and the finger pointing we have accorded Sharon Otieno and her family, as if we were so righteous ourselves.
IMMUNE TO MURDER
But what pains me most is not that we have attempted to justify the death of innocent women and children, but that these murders are a reflection of a general rot in society that needs to be addressed at the generational level.
We have taught young women and girls to be careful in how they dress, where they walk, and parties they should or shouldn’t attend. We raise our girls with tips on how not to end up dead in a thicket, but are we raising the boys to not become rapists and murderers?
What we are experiencing right now — blatant murders of children and pregnant concubines — is a manifestation of generational head-burying, and we are now reaping what we sowed.
Second, what is also appalling is the casualness with which we treat the deaths.
We move on so fast. We have become immune to murder. We have normalised the nasty. We watch the news of young women murdered without blinking an eye because we are so used to these atrocities against women.
We are comfortable with violence. At peace with rape. At home with the kidnapping of little girls on their way home from school. OK with powerful men meting out violence on their girlfriends and wives.
This needs to stop right now.
I would like to challenge the office of the Director of Public Prosecutions, and specifically Mr Noordin Haji. This is getting out of hand for two reasons; first because some men, it seems, have been socialised to think that violence is the solution and number two; because they (the murderers) think they can get away with it.
Mr Haji, make them think twice. Make some high profile arrests, push for prosecution, push for death sentences. We want to see these people punished for their sins.
The murderers of Mercy Keino and Careen Chepchumba are getting on with their lives, drinking expensive whiskey and kissing their children goodnight while the parents of Careen and Mercy cry themselves to sleep.
Mr Haji, open the cold cases like that of Mercy. Please, follow up on Chepchumba’s case. Make phone calls to find out if we will ever have justice for Carol Ngumbu.
What of Janet Waiyaki, who left behind three little ones? Ask them to update you on that one too.
Meanwhile, your plate is full, Mr Haji, Kenyans want to see these killers and kidnappers behind bars.
Finally, I think I speak for many Kenyan women when I say this: Stop killing us!
Singer speaks after attacking lover at WCB signee Zuchu’s star-studded concert
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On 18 July, there was fanfare at the Mlimani City Hall in Dar es Salaam as WCB signee Zuchu held a thanksgiving concert months after her debut EP, I Am Zuchu. The event dubbed ‘Ahsante Nashukuru’ mainly featured performances by artistes from the WCB stable and attracted the whos-who in the Tanzanian entertainment and political scenes.
However, singer Gigy Money who also performed made the headlines for the wrong reasons after getting into a scuffle with her lover during the much-publicised concert.
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Peaceful arrival, later chaos
Moments earlier, Gigy and her Nigerian man were seen arriving arm in arm at the event whose highlight featured Zuchu receiving a brand new car from WCB head honcho Diamond Platnumz. Donning matching outfits, the couple was spotted on the red carpet as the paparazzi scrambled to capture the moment. However, all hell breaks loose later and viral videos depict the visibly angered Nigerian arguing with a bouncer at the entrance. After a tense confrontation, Gigy’s man is seen being led by the screaming bouncer towards the exit. Shortly after, a similarly irritated Gigy emerges and follows the pair.
“Gigy! Wewe Gigy wewe!” a woman in the background is heard dissuading the singer from pursuing them but the singer pays no heed and heads for the pair.
“You want to beat me?” the boyfriend is heard asking an approaching Gigy as the bouncer acts as a barrier between them. The bouncer manages to steer the incensed man towards the exit as Gigy follows behind, hurling obscenities.
At some point, a barefoot Gigy turns into a sprint before throwing one of her shoes which hits the man who then responds with an insult. Another bouncer finally intervenes and the two are separated. Gigy then asks for her vehicle so she can head home before warning the press against sharing videos of the incident.
Though the cause of their tiff is still unknown Gigy later made reference to the shocking incident in a social media post, hinting that alcohol had a part to play in the fracas. In another post, Gigy shared a photo alongside her estranged lover writing: “My mad man looked handsome before his demons arose and mine arose too.”
‘Running over Ali Kiba’
Gigy is not new controversy and recently said she’d run over her ex, singer Ali Kiba for breaking her heart.
“I will knock all of them down, I mean I will kill them. In fact, I will flatten them like chapatis. The first person I will knock down and kill is Ali Kiba. Actually, I don’t need a weak car, I need a Fuso so that when I knock him down I will be sure he doesn’t survive,” Gigy told Ayo TV.
Dating Kiba brothers
Gigy had in the past admitted to dating both Ali Kiba and his younger brother, Abdu Kiba. She solely laid the blame on Chekecha singer for pursuing her despite knowing that she’d been with his younger brother. Abdu expressed being heartbroken after learning the two had a fling, prompting him to marry.
“I was very hurt on hearing that Ali was dating Gigy Money because I dated her first before she became famous. But it’s alleged that Ali didn’t know. It hurt me for a while till when I married,” said Abdu.
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Why Jahmby Kokai is happy her TV anchor dream never came true
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Popular media personality Jahmby Koikai narrated how her first attempt at auditioning as a TV host backfired and she was sent home on the first day of the audition. Reliving her prime days, Jahmby narrated how she was determined to follow her dream of becoming a news anchor after completing her degree.
“There was a reality show that was running on one major TV channel here in Kenya, searching for the next top news anchor. I’ve always had the knack for news. At the time, I was working at Metro FM. Walked to my boss and asked him if he was ok with me participating in this competition. He agreed to it.
“Auditions were at Film Studios. The queue stretched all the way to the showground. I was at the back kabisa. Imagine 300 people before you. Then we got the briefing paper and it indicated, ‘no persons with experience in a media house allowed to participate in this audition’. Mimi Jahmby Koikai, nirudi home after watu 300 kukuwa mbele yangu?” she posed.
According to the endometriosis survivor, she went ahead to audition for the position despite the warning and was the first contestant to be sent packing.
“So I stayed in line until I got to the audition room. The judges were a few people I was in campus with. I felt a wave of despair. Like I’m here auditioning, yet my classmates will be judging me? I did my thing and I was considered. We got into the house and we were assigned to different groups. I was the group leader and we won the challenge. Later that evening, we were driven back to Film Studios for a briefing. The presenter of the show said some of us have to go home.
“My name was called out first amongst other great people. We were dropped home. I cried. It felt like I’d lost such a great opportunity. My mom and late grandma were so sad cos they loved to watch me do the news,” she narrated.
Later, Jahmby auditioned for another TV opportunity only to miss out as well.
“Then came another opportunity over 10 years ago, I saw a TV ad and decided to apply for the news anchor position. I didn’t get the job.”
However, due to endometriosis, Jahmby was forced to put her dreams on hold and concentrate on getting better. According to her, it is as though God had better plans for her and is grateful to not have gotten the jobs.
“I battled severe endometriosis in silence for over 19 years. I think of how engaging the newsroom is and I’m grateful I wasn’t in that space. I’d have utilized all my sick-leaves and off-days and just declared redundant.”
There was a reality show that was running on one major TV channel here in Kenya, searching for the next top news anchor. I’ve always had the knack for news. At the time, I was working at Metro Fm. Walked to my boss and asked him if he was ok with me participating in this competition. He agreed to it. Auditions were at Film Studios. The queue stretched all the way to the showground. I was at the back kabisa. Imagine 300 people before you. Then we got the briefing paper and it indicated, ‘no persons with experience in a media house allowed to participate in this audition’. Mimi Jahmby Koikai, nirudi home after watu 300 kukuwa mbele yangu? Nikasema zi. So I stayed in line until I got to the audition room. The judges were a few people I was in campus with. I felt a wave of despair. Like I’m here auditioning, yet my classmates will be judging me? I did my thing and I was considered. We got into the house and we were assigned to different groups. I was the group leader and we won the challenge. Later that evening, we were driven back to Film Studios for a briefing. The presenter of the show said, some of us have to go home. My name was called out first amongst other great people. We were dropped home. I cried. It felt like I’d lost such a great opportunity. My mom and late grandma were so sad cos they loved to watch me do the news. Then came another opportunity over 10years ago, I saw a TV ad and decided to apply for the news anchor position. As you see in this pic, I got my hair done at Ralph’s Hair Salon, new suit etc. I didn’t get the job. After KBC, I never got to anchor the news again. I’m grateful I did not get the job even though I felt dejected at the time. I battled severe Endometriosis in silence for over 19years. I think of how engaging the newsroom is and I’m grateful I wasn’t in that space. I’d have utilised all my sick-leaves and off-days and just declared redundant. There are many people like me who are bound by chronic illness and cannot do the things they love. I share your pain. But there’s hope. I’m grateful to God for His reminder that He will restore to you all the years that the locusts have eaten. Also Jer 29:11