Lesson Learnt.

Until recently I have vehemently spoken against all holy books.Firstly, I was brought up a Christian, so I'm going to limit my discussion to the Christian bible. Secondly, I am an avid reader so you can imagine how I ravished the pages of the old and new testaments of the bible in our house before I had a cent to buy a book. Thirdly, I am an atheist and I detest all Generation X born again folks. I'm being so specific because the above mentioned are the most notorious in cherry picking the bible. Post-colonial Christians like my grand folks are tough, they walked a treacherous path between the white man and the Mau Mau, two forces that turned their faith against them. Those that survived hold on to their beliefs, and are willing to execute every word in the bible. To these people Numbers 31:17-18, Deut 22:20-22, 1 Timothy 2:9,  were not to be taken lightly.
Enter Generation X. The roots of religion run deep, but the 'temptation' of secularism was strong, still is, and the bible started to become a hindrance instead of an aid. Something like oversized boots that needed resizing. Good thing the generation in question is full of apologists who work diligently  day and night (Their zeal amazes me, honestly) to make sure the bible remains palatable to the ever changing preferences of faith. And so there are verses in the bible you will never hear being mentioned by a Christian anywhere on the globe, because they are outright ridiculous. Read any book in the bible and you'll find a multitude of them.
I was always of the opinion that if cherry picking the bible made the hypocritical religious lives of people livable, life to these poor folk would be bliss of they flashed the whole thing down the toilet. I now recant the above, because I think we could still gain a lot if we continued to read the bible, but as what it is, folklore.
The bible was compiled over thousand of years,  that is a lot of knowledge. As a lover of knowledge, I cannot advocate for its destruction no matter its form. It is true that some of the knowledge contained therein can have destructive impacts. Indeed! But that is great since it leads to the realization that destruction has been humanity's most perennial trait and a constant reminder of our stupidity, a very important fact.
I just read Matthew 8: 28-34 about Jesus and two possessed dudes. So Jesus transfers the demons in these guys to a bunch of swine that end up drowning. Being an atheist, the exorcism part is bullshit, because we all know and I bet Jesus as the "son of god"(In some versions  Jesus refers to himself with the phrase "Son of Man", I wonder if they ignore this deliberately) knew that you can't drown demons, making the whole thing an unnecessary waste of life.  The swine are more interesting because they made me think, what if one of those pigs paused? What if one chose to listen to those demons and think differently from the other pigs? It would have been saved from drowning. Lesson learnt, contradict the crowd. It will save your life. There are numerous other insights, for instance the popularity of crucifixion at the time and the crowd that came to see Jesus and his thieving friends die, remind me of people who cheer and watch as an alleged thief is being stoned and torched. Lesson: nothing new under the sun, and nailing a thief or two with their penises hanging out does not deter future thieves.
Of course the above can be learned from numerous literary sources. However, my atheism is not justification for ignoring it until I infer the same from a Dostoevsky novel. And so I maintain that the bible should be read in its entirety, the beautiful, the ugly and the entertaining. It's a great anthology, the bible is, and so are all holy books. So read them and treat their characters and events the same as you would treat the events in R. L. Stevenson's Treasure Island, and you will be amazed at the sheer immensity of depth and shallowness, beautiful prose and poetry, which will make you revere and detest those books in equal measure. Plus if you're an atheist, you'll have the intellectual freedom to read as many as you can from various regions and religions, and all they can do is make you a better person, which is impossible for believers.

Orthoepy of Names

My name is Ralph WahomE WawerU, each syllable in the last two names is pronounced (including the Es) and the U at the end of my surname pronounced somewhat like an O. Why this lesson in orthoepy of some weird names you ask? Here's why.
In the land where I was born, and I believe everywhere on the planet where this great species of ours roams, names have meaning. The desire to give meaning to objects was the main reason behind the invention of names. Interestingly in Kenya, there exists a repulsive linguistic phenomenon referred to as "kutweng'". Interesting because it involves the adoption of some funny accents. The pronunciation of words and names when tweng'in is very strange, but sounds so much like English. Back to names, they have to be pronounced correctly in order to convey the authentic meaning they were meant to.
Long story short, I believe each Kenyan has a right to tweng' but for the sake of humanity do not tweng' your name. In doing so, you risk turning yourself into a mass of flesh with a cacophony of consonants and vowels for a name. A name that is meaningless in English and your mama's original language from which you are trying to run. And that, dear reader, is the lowest an individual can sink.    

The Origin of Dating

I am an introvert, this means that my greatest moments are spent in solitary walks that have a calming effect to the soul. The events recalled herein occurred to me in one of these solitary wanderings as I searched for a sweet spot to smoke a marijuana cigarette. If you have ever been to the east of Nairobi it will be easier for you to understand that searching for such a spot is tricky as people have a way of squeezing themselves into anywhere, literally. Spot found, I settled to light up and noticed that I was not alone. Settled comfortably, not unlike myself, next to a pile of garbage that was eighty percent plastic bags was a fellow stoner. He was like each one of us, roughed up by life and you could tell by his face that his life had been rougher than that of the average individual. His expression as it was when I first saw him is quite hard to express in words, my mastery in language fails me at this point, but I remember thinking ‘That is probably how sea sickness looks like.’ As we both puffed and the THC levels in our systems rose he turned to me and said ‘Man is an interesting creature,’ ‘How so?’ I asked. He puffed away and settled more comfortably on the rock he was sitting on and asked ‘Ever heard about the first guy to date a woman?’ I replied that I had not and he went on to narrate the following story;
“A few years back, never mind how far back, there was a fellow whose sexual passions were insatiable. He had latent sexual tendencies that reached a point of being classified as nymphomania. Luck, however was not his as he happened to be born in a time when sex was viewed as both holy and evil. He was a religious fellow so he knew of the supposed purpose of coitus and the consequences that followed if one dared engage the act without this sole purpose in mind. As it is always, this fellow had an affection for a woman that began and ended with sex. As was customary he had disclosed his affection to the recipient in the guise of what, even he could not explain and they were positively received and reciprocated in manners that were considered decorous at the time. Like all great men, this fellow whose name is somewhat lost to history, was not satisfied with what society offered and wanted more. He devised a method to satisfy his carnal desires and yet remain an outstanding member of his society. He finally succeeded in ‘knowing’ his lady and to erase guilt from his mind and that of his now deflowered accomplice in crime he convinced her and himself that it was not pre-marital sex but rather an acceptable and totally respectable act that was a result of them “dating”. How he did it, is probably being done today in the same way, because creativity in man is not as frequent as you might think.  Little did he know that his efforts would catch on and that ‘dating’ would become a synonym for ‘seen each other naked’ and be something that an individual’s lack of participating would be viewed as strange.”
His story ended and the guy rose, snubbed his joint and mumbled his goodbyes. On my walk home, it finally hit me that the nymphomaniac simply realized there was a way he could beat the system. It was Kirk and Kobayashi Maru in a different setting. In a world that forbade pre-marital sex, the nymphomaniac simply conceived a social construct that would enable him to get laid in his own terms, without trashing the existing mores. No matter what laws are set up to govern this joke that is civilization, someone somewhere will think of a way to legally and morally do what is forbidden. Philosophizing on anything can make that thing acceptable, no matter how far-fetched the idea seems at the time. Sometimes the results are inhuman and far from doing humanity any good and other times they offer us a deep insight into human ingenuity and make us question the premise on which society is built on, enabling us to move forward as a species. Of course some laws are total bullshit and should be done away with, but hey, sometimes making each other miserable seems the only reason we are here.
There is no moral lesson in this story. Just forty five minutes and two joints. Now that I look at it I can’t help but think that it was a complete waste of time, this whole thing could have been told in a 30 second Family Guy cutaway!   

Cry Havoc!

I have not been here for a while. It’s dusty and a few spiders have filled this place with cobwebs. The reason for my being away has been to try and come to terms with the conflict in my head and how to diplomatically end them. I have been obsessed with trying to make this blog meaningful. An immense amount of time has been dedicated to figure out what to write about. I have tried, albeit in vain, to leash the creature that is now punching away at this keyboard. Taming it has been a Herculean task in which I have failed, and at this moment, April 7, 2015 1:22 AM East African time, I have come to the realization that it is all futile!
I have occasionally thought of applying for Google AdSense, tempted to do so by my analytical imaginary friend. “Write about science or art or politics,” she said “and turn this blog into a cash generating endeavor.” But then it struck me, this would be at the expense of my creative freedom. There are some of us out there who feel restrained by life, socially, intellectually and emotionally and the internet is our only avenue of freedom. I am one of those people. Turning this into a topic oriented blog for economic gain is trading my soul for the proverbial 30 pieces of silver (Easter just ended;).   In the short time that I will be alive, very few people will get to know who I am and I want you to be one of them. This has led me to a decision to turn this blog into a journal, throw it out there and hope that someday a kindred spirit will read this and understand.
Writing just for the hell of it is heaven, and just getting this far, in composing this post has been therapeutic.  I will try to find order in the chaos in my head and you, esteemed reader (granted that you will be reading my posts on purpose), will suffer through most of it, be it prose or verse. Consider this blog as a very mediocre and sometimes depressing ‘Diary of a Nobody’ with disjointed thoughts, poorly structured sentences and hollow humor.
So from this day forth, this and any subsequent posts will be random and a reflection of my thoughts no matter how fucked up they might be. Following in the footsteps of The Joker, I am not an individual with a plan, I will JUST write!

Ye Suck City Girl!

DISCLAIMER: The author is in no way as base as the subject of this blog.
She kicks up a sand dune every time she sits down with her computer and produces what passes for literature this days. Her level of English vocabulary is stiff and inelegant. Her name is Njoki Chege! She is a pro in outraging her audience.
One thing I respect her for is her outspoken and vehement despise for the bourgeoisie. Especially those of a particular age group. That, unfortunately, is the only thing that I find intriguing about her. Everyone who makes an attempt at writing risks falling short of their objective. The worst thing about this is that writing is a mental endeavor and failure is a sign of intellectual ineptitude. This is a risk that the City girl has failed to avoid. Her language is full of big words which  betray constant referrals to a dictionary in the course of writing. This makes her articles full of superfluous jargon which entirely drains the pleasure of reading. Don't worry Chege, majority of your readers  think the use of big words is proportionate to being smart.
Secondly, it is easy to infer that  her attack on the hobbies and socio-economic practices of a particular class of young Kenyans is founded on her being part of the group. She's not rich that much is obvious and her attempts to clinch a rich guy to date her have been fruitless.  Her articles clearly indicate the countless hours that the City girl has wasted day dreaming of dinners in posh hotels and Googling exotic destinations. Poor girl! It is hard, nay, impossible not to pity her!
Her recent article dated 2nd January 2014 attacked the use of Instagram by the bourgeoisie. This was all in line with the fake personality that Njoki wishes her readers to believe she has. Within this criticism lies a desperate plea for attention. By attacking practices which she clearly knows majority of her peers are fond or, she successfully draws their attention and wrath. The result is a poor attempt at social criticism.
To make a long story short the next time you make an attempt at satire Njoki, try to read a George Orwell book first.

Atheism: Its Future?

The Future of Atheism

The 21^st century has seen an unprecedented growth in the number of atheists in the world. The current exposure that atheism is getting from all sorts of media platforms is overwhelming. I’m an atheist and I’m proud of the courage that atheists all over the world have mastered, both individually and collectively, to stand up against the established religious orders that are currently in control of the masses. Atheism has generated a lot of debate questioning the most treasured beliefs that the human species have held on so dearly for millennia. Today, atheism has a wide range of organizations most of which can be geographically categorized. In every country in which the freedom of expression is well entrenched there are a couple organizations that trumpet atheism and free thought. The wave of atheism has been euphoric in many countries. This euphoria led to the emergence of a number of prominent personalities who have helped in granting atheism its rightful place in modern debates. Richard Dawkins, Aryan Hirsi, Sam Harris, the late Christopher Hitchens and Paul Barker are some of the most famous people in atheist circles due to their fearless condemnation of organized religion and its negative effects on the social and moral well-being of the human species.

In the discussions about religion and atheism one question has been prominent. Where did life on this planet come from? Was it through creation or evolution? On this questions, it is blatantly clear that atheists through their reliance on scientific evidence offer a better explanation than the mythological stories told in religious texts. Atheism is winning there is no doubt about that, and the few who think otherwise are in this case, wrong. Beyond the horizon, I see a future where no child will have to be brainwashed with religious stories, a future where a majority of the population will be capable of viewing reality objectively. This is where it gets tricky. Atheists have been so preoccupied with demolishing the structures built by organized religion that no significant attention has been given to the consequences of the success of atheism.

In the case that atheism succeeds (I have no doubt it will), the future will most likely see the acceptance of atheism by the general populace. As a species we are getting smarter and more knowledgeable about the universe around us every second and this knowledge helps us in understanding who we are and rejecting information that is not backed by ample, quantifiable evidence. The main questions that we should ask ourselves as atheists is, how will a world that fully embraces atheism be like? Will a society that is majorly comprised of atheists and skeptics accommodate religious people? Will the right to religious freedom be upheld in an atheistic society? Will the said atheist society be autocratic and unforgiving when it comes to religious matters? Will the atheistic society treat remnant religious individuals the same way atheists are treated today in some countries, by imprisonment and death? In such a society, will the few remaining religious adherents be treated as psychotic individuals who deserve to be locked up in an asylum or will they be treated with the dignity they deserve as human beings? What role will atheism play in establishing a new social order based on secular principles? Will the principles of atheism and free thought be corrupted by being transformed into political slogans and doctrines? Will such a society be much better than the current one or will it just be a reversal of the status quo with atheists as a majority?

I do ‘pray’ I get the answers to this questions in my lifetime.

An Atheist Perspective.

The Kanyari saga took Kenya by storm. The exposé was not over before everyone went online and started talking about it. The media had a field day with it, working hard trying to get to the 'bottom' of the story. Before we lay this story to rest and trust me, two weeks from now no one will remember who Kanyari is, I'd like to give my two penny thoughts for free. This is an atheist perspective of this whole hullabaloo.
People have talked about how Kanyari is such an evil person for extorting money from believers, for taking advantage of the masses, for being a thief and shameless conman. People have called the people who 'planted' a seed as gullible and naive. But isn't that what all religions are? One big con? As Mark Twain succinctly said it "Religion was invented when the first conman met the first fool."
However, Kanyari  is just a phytoplankton in an ocean full of sharks and whales. Take for example the local Catholic church leadership which is fighting the Tetanus vaccination offered by the Government of Kenya, on the premise that it is a birth control strategy. The Catholic church has been known to vehemently oppose the use of condoms in HIV infested Sub-Saharan Africa. Jehovah's witnesses condemn their followers from blood transfusion or donations. Religions would rather 'you die' than offer an alternative to what they think is the correct interpretation of whichever bible version they read. I'm not religious but I bet there are more atrocities happening behind the scenes in the name of religion.
Monetary fraud is only a tiny speck of what organized religions rob from the society. People are robbed of their curiosity and free thought at a young age in the name of faith. Adults are led to believe that they will be accommodated in a happy place with candy for breakfast, lunch and supper when they die. Or an oven if you happen to be naughty.
Victor Hugo wrote 'In every village there is a light bearer, the teacher. And its extinguisher, the priest.' Religions cause more harm than good, all based on the belief of an imaginary being that none can prove "His" existence. Every time I hear Kenya being called a 'religious country'  I substitute stupid for religious. I may sound harsh but the truth is always unpleasant. The fact that Kanyari and his kin can find different interpretations of the bible just points to the fact that the Bible and any other religious book is man made. We would be far off if we stop talking about what the bible says and focus more on liberating people from the ignorance called 'faith'. Emile Zola  said the above in much fewer lines, thusly, 'Civilization will not attain perfection until the last stone, from the last church falls on the last priest.'