Of Gorillas And Kenyan Men…Why Kenyan Men Should Apologize To Women And Repent Before God

Once upon a time, not long ago, I wrote an article on Ghafla Kenya. And once upon a time, not long ago, my editor at Ghafla was on trying to hit me below the belt. Why? Because of the article I wrote that once upon a time, not long ago.

My article, While Kenyan Men Strip And Harass Ladies, This Is What A Gorilla Did To A Lady In Gabon, was entirely about the comparison and differences between Kenyan men and a gorilla that embraced what can be termed as humanity at the expense of ‘gorillaism’.

Irari Ngugi, my editor at Ghafla Kenya was not impressed by what I had said about Kenyan men, their behaviours and habits. Well, as promised early on, I am that type of guy who has never shielded off from making clarifications whenever I realise my colleagues, my readers, my haters or even my boss have missed what I can only term as a pregnant point.

With all due respect, Editor Irari seems to have missed this conversation by a whisker. And this has again forced me to re-write the simple natural facts that he and his not-so-happy grid of men are trying to ignore.

Irari, in his article https://www.ghafla.co.ke/news/tv/item/26655-i-know-a-couple-of-men-have-been-misbehaving-but-branding-kenyan-men-as-lesser-beings-to-gorillas-is-outright-wrong-chweya-no-mydressmychoice rubbishes my advice to Kenyan men on how they should treat these beautiful, rare and golden creatures that God had to send us into deep sleep so as we could not see how they are created as he endeavored in molding them.

Oblivious of the treasure they are made of, Kenyan men thrash them, mistreat them, disregard them, sleep on them, and subject them to all forms of discomfort. Well, this is what Irari does not want to hear.

If it was a response from a lady warning me to keep off Kenyan men, I would coil back into my cocoon, hire lawyer Katwa Kigen to tender my apologies, as I contemplate selling a piece of land back in the village to refund his services.

But here is a man, who has again and again, in one way or the other, probably, molested a woman, salivated at a woman’s cleavage, looked admiringly at those soft thighs as they vibrate in unison with the butt as she walks down Moi Avenue, telling me off because I am trying to protect our women from savages, predators to be precise.

Thing is we have made our women our prey. We prey on them when and as we want, how and where we want, without necessarily giving our actions a second thought.

Who is going to believe that what Irari is saying is true? And who is going to believe that Irari is not just feeling the pinch of my article and now he is hitting back?

This is why I say only a Kenyan woman can correct me on this. My fellow writer Tonny Ndung’u jumped to Irari’s bandwagon to belittle my article. Well, this is another man feeling the pressing applied below his belt. The grind is massive but guys let’s reason together for two minutes.

Don’t you think there is a big difference between a gorilla in Gabon that recognises a lady 23 years down the line and warmly embraces her, hugs her, cuddles her, fondles her to say the least? Don’t you think that gorilla deserves much credit than me and you?

What comes into your mind when you raise your hand to hit a woman? Or to strip a woman? Or to rape a woman? Or to abuse a woman? Or to write an article bashing a correction on men’s perception of women? Appalling!

Tonny Ndung’u was in a dress recently to show his solidarity with women. He called men all sorts of names in that dress. He showed his masculine butt, his masculine ‘cleavage’, his masculine thighs. All in the name of standing with women. He demonstrated too in the streets of Nairobi under the slogan #Mydressmychoice.

Tonny was purely an hypocrite. So is Editor Irari Ngugi who allowed Tonny to take to the streets, to accompany veteran Ghafla writer Sue Watiri and other women to demonstrate to be allowed to walk naked or semi naked; nude or semi nude.

Tonny in a dress

Tonny was a ‘nude nun with a big gun’ in the streets of Nairobi. Allowing Tonny to be what he was is hypocrisy. The same women you claimed to stand for and by are the same women you don’t want to be told about.

Well, just like peeing or pooping in public, harassing, disrespecting, molesting or raping a woman is so disgusting, unlawful and uncalled for. That is the bitter truth Irari, Tonny and other men don’t want to hear.

Here, they call themselves pure. Angels. Heavenly. If all of us claimed to be holy, staunch holy, who then is this that our ladies are complaining about? Or, is it that our ladies are complaining for no apparent reason? Are they seeking unnecessary attention? Is that what you mean?

All these and many more are some of the funny false facts that Irari and his entourage are trying to cling to. Fact is, our women are not a happy lot. And this is largely because of the manner in which Kenyan men are handling them.

We are less important than gorillas. That, take it or leave it. To the bank or to the shows.

For a while when my friend told me she would rather date a gorilla, I stepped back and thought, what is this that a gorilla has that makes this lady want to marry it? I had an answer right in my hands. It is because of people like Irari Ngugi and Tonny Ndungu.

People who don’t want to surrender to the truth. People who want to be lavished with praises at the expense of our beautiful women.

As I rest my case, there is a solution for our women. Unless these men change for the better, there are loving gorillas in the jungles of Gabon. Their weakness, tough, is that they don’t have money. After all we all love money.