Yes, Slut Shaming Is The Way To Go! Irari Ngugi, Cabu Gah and Co. This Should Sink Into Your Heads

At last that video that elicited mixed reactions in Ghafla offices and the republic at large is going viral and now almost everybody is at it. Kanyari aside, Munroe aside, Betty Bayo aside. We are now at it. I am talking of the unmannerly dressed lady who faced the wrath of morally upright touts who in one way or the other want to retain and maintain the values that were instilled in us. I am talking of that undressing.

Well, my editor and writer at Ghafla Kenya came up with this piece yesterday, https://www.ghafla.co.ke/news/tv/item/26396-slut-shaming-in-the-21st-century-no-no-edward-chweya, where he threw tantrums at me and rebuked me for supporting what he termed as primitive executions and bad showings from the touts.

He is, however, not the first one to be on my neck. My workmates at Ghafla Kenya, led by fellow writer Sue Watiri, flanked by renowned writer and blogger, Cabu Gah, who also adds up as the president of the Caburians, and a crowd of other Ghafla employees almost blew me up with their noise (not concrete argument remember). Precisely, one of them took it too personal, dismissed me and vomited her venom on me and disowned me as a primitive bloke with retarded thinking and my best place belonged in the village.

Well, in the village I may belong but here are guys starting a war they are likely to shamefully lose, regret why they started it and that will probably cost their faces.

Before you dismiss my article as pure shit, etcetera or whatever you may call it, I accept to remain primitive until all scantily dressed people have been undressed and left to expose their nudity.

Ghafla offices wondered if indeed I had gone through the 8-4-4 system. Cabu Gah went on to say I am diabolical, primitive and shagmodoz. So did Sue, Phil and Irari. I went to my dictionary to look for shagmodoz but I could not find it. So it had little effect on me because I did not know its meaning.

I was told I had a mind of a tout. Like touts have no ability to think beyond their noses. Whether they do or not, I am ready to belong to them.

You see, these are the most reasonable guys we have around. A writer like me, an officer worker, a journalist, a pilot, a teacher or Kanyari (he undressed a congregant and exposed her breasts in the glare of cameras and believers) would undress a scantily dressed slut in the streets of any town or village in Kenya if they had a chance to. It is only that all these people are not exposed to these ladies like our dear touts are.

Irari and Cabu Gah will be sexually aroused if they were exposed to scantily dressed ladies consistently. Unless they are blunt, I mean their minds are corrupted by some malfunctions, or their guns are damaged, these guys are just pretenders. They will react.

You will be quick to dismiss me that to be aroused sexually, you must couch your mind to that. Well, how true that is is a topic for tomorrow but one thing I have learnt over time is that a man is a man, I mean a normal man is a normal man.

That is not the point here. I believe the Embassava station touts were not led by their sexual desires to help the almost nude lady get totally nude.

We are in a society that highly upholds morals and values. This again, Irari, Sue and Cabu Gah call it Western brainwashing. I am ready, again, to remain brainwashed and colonized if that is how I sound.

When I support touts undressing a skimpily dressed lady, you call it Westernization. When you spend colossal sums of money to get what the Caucasians brought to us, like Western education that is not colonialism. Is Ok, isorait.

When you awash Ghafla sites with the queen’s language, when you go for funny hairstyles, when you go for funny fashions in general, fashions that you know are not African, you don’t see that as brainwashing. Is Ok, isorait.

When you use Turkana mothers and dads and children as your examples to justify your skimpy dressing without necessarily considering the fact these people are languishing in abject poverty and cannot afford basic needs like food, shelter and CLOTHING because of our poor regimes, you still don’t see that as colonialism in disguise.

Have you ever wondered why well-off Turkanas like MPS don’t dress in what you call their traditional attires? Why have they embraced the so called Western mode of dressing which you so disregard?

If you call my argument as being brainwashed, then all of us are brainwashed. Why are you not in that skin, thong and whatever you claim is African? Why are you in neat jeans, good suits, hoods, trench coats, etc and not in the traditional attire that our great grandparents donned?

Well I could go on and on with endless questions but back to the main topic. The lady who faced the wrath of morally upright touts wanted to remain nude. What justification do you have for her dressing from her house that way? Why do you think she wanted to expose her legs, not just legs, her thighs and probably her pubic hair? Why?

Why would you rage when you see people help her be what she wanted to be? Fast and furious!. As Robert Alai says, when you want to remain nude, the public is there to help you.

Why would you find it difficult to remain nude in your privacy? Why would you want to walk in public like you are in your bedroom? What is the motive behind dressing skimpily in public, if not to provoke, not just men but everybody?

Some are asking why men have never been undressed. Is that supposed to be men’s problem? If you ladies don’t see any reason to undress a skimpily dressed man, it is none of our business. There are times we have seen women undress their fellow women for dressing scantily. Well, no woman was up in arms to yell at that act.

Again, I have never stumbled upon a man skimpily dressed. May be it is because I belong to the village. You see in the village men and women don’t dress skimpily. I have stumbled upon a dirty man before, but not a scantily dressed man. Dirty men are washed in public. No woman yells at that. No man yells at that. Not Irari Ngugi, not Cabu Gah.

Here they are now, hypocrisy ripe in their eyes, mouths and minds. What is the difference between undressing a skimpily dressed slut and heartbreaking a million hearts of loving women? The difference, if at all there is, is the same.

Cabu Gah went on to say I am bitter because I probably don’t get any female attention. Well, without looking like I want to drag the lady into this conversation, Cabu Gah is lucky I have not stumbled upon his girlfriend. We could be talking something else by now. Haha!

Even if I were thrust into the village, I would still write from there and warn ladies who want to walk nude. We will help you walk nude. That is what we know best.

Robert Alai can vividly tell you that scanty dressing is a taboo in Kenya. Anybody can undress anyone dressed to erode morals, to provoke and to arouse. Cleavages, thighs and butts are provocative. Expose you waists, your faces, your legs, nails hands and hair. Leave cleavages, thighs and butts for the bedroom.

Irari, Cabu Gah, Sue, Phil and fellow ‘activists’ are yet to convince me. I am still the village boy, causing havoc along Moi Avenue, advocating for more stripping, for more undressing and for more ‘sexual harassment’ if that is what the Embassava bus station saga means to you.