Every morning, I thank God for a select few people in my life. People honest enough to slap me once in a while whenever they feel like I’m losing the plot.
Ok, I lie.
Not every morning.
But whenever the thought crosses my mind. Which is often.
Just came across this update on Facebook, from one Murithi Nkungi:
RINGTONE: I address this to you. Over the weekend (I think), I read about you and your car. I then learnt that you drive a Range Rover. What caught my eye though was your comment to the effect that when you show up in such a car, people tend to take you seriously. I have my views on that, but I let people enjoy their freedoms. Then this morning as I patiently followed the queue in the traffic jam around the Mosque in South C, I noticed RINGTONE as the number plate on the Range Rover overlapping and harassing the rest of us to get back in. Is that what you meant by being noticed and taken seriously when you show up? Well in today’s Kenya, your public behaviour is either Uungwana or Ushenzi. Your today’s act is USHENZI.
I suppose he’ll respond to this sometime, because if a pinch on the nose (that may or may not have morphed into something of a gunfight) wasn’t given a break…

Ringtone. With… Wait. No, not the Range Rover behind him. Photo / kenyangospel.com
Good afternoon Ringtone. Right of reply: What say you?

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Update, 06 Jan 2012, 1327hrs: Here’s the start of what turned out to be a fun conversation.
