Wednesday, July 27, 2005

oloo be a good boy




The original poem by Richard Ntiru
at the end of this posting has been
extracted from:

"Introduction to East African Poetry"

By Jonathan Kariara and Ellen Gotonga.
This book can be ordered under:
ISBN 0 19 572379 1


(A)The "treated" Version of the Poem.


Introduction

Perhaps it was his ugil shirt-
The missing button
The unassertive collar;
Perhaps it was his knotty hair
That boasted little acquitance with the comb
Or maybe it was his usualness
- One more impersonal handshake
Along Koinange street-
That induced the functional smile
And operated the mechanical handshake.

His name didnt help either;
Onyango Oloo - You'd hear the name
In the outpatients attendance queue;
Not in the current Telephone Directory!

You certainly needed prompting.
I said he was an old time friend
But you continued to wave to passing cameramen;

I added he was a highly placed man
And you promptly took your cue

-" A radio programmer, author of several tichitals"-
"RE-E-Eally? Er-Om-Oh!...."
And you became word and emotion perfect
Like a dog that mistakes a thief for a visitor
And remembers to bark at his masters coughing,
You renewed and pumped the handshake
-Reshaped your mouth to a proper smile
-Recalled his famous public talk
That you had regretfully missed...
And observed, thoughtfully,
How unlike his photographs he looked.

You were tuned-
Develed deep into his latest tichital
And wondered why his main characters
Do not walk on solid cyberspace
And fail to effect living communication
Youd have rambled on, no longer looking at him,
But he quipped:
"They are in Cuba"

And was about to add when you knowledgeably
interrupted

"Society is a market stall
And men are goods on display
Where the label is more important than the labelled
And the price is more fascinating thatn the value".

We parted, hoping to meet again.
You went away rehearsing his name
But probably unremembering his face.



________________________________________________

(B)The Original Version of the Poem

Introduction

Perhaps it was his ugil shirt-
The missing button
The unassertive collar;
Perhaps it was his knotty hair
That boasted little acquitance with the comb
Or maybe it was his usualness
- One more impersonal handshake
Along the constant street-
That induced the functional smile
And operated the mechanical handshake.

His name didnt help either;
Mugambo Mugenge - You'd hear the name
In the outpatients attendance queue;
Not in the current Telephone Directory!

You certainly needed prompting.
I said he was an old time friend
But you continued to wave to passing cars;
I added he was a highly placed man
And you promptly took your cue

-" A Unversity teacher, author of several works"-
"RE-E-Eally? Er-Om-Oh!...."
And you became word and emotion perfect
Like a dog that mistakes a thief for a visitor
And remembers to bark at his masters coughing,
You renewed and pumped the handshake
-Reshaped your mouth to a proper smile
-Recalled his famous public talk
That you had regretfully missed...
And observed, thoughtfully,
How unlike his photographs he looked.

You were tuned-
Develed deep into his latest novel
And wondered why his main characters
Do not walk on solid earth
And fail to effect living communication
Youd have rambled on, no longer looking at him,
But he quipped:
"They are in good company"
And was about to add when you knowledgeably
interrupted

"Society is a market stall
And men are goods on display
Where the label is more important than the labelled
And the price is more fascinating thatn the value".

We parted, hoping to meet again.
You went away rehearsing his name
But probably unremembering his face.

RICHARD NTIRU

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

W_IN_NGO_C


tOSa!!

I would hereby like to thank
BoyScoutsHommie for his nice contributions which are aimed at bringing about the truth, and nothing else, to the Kenyan fraternity where ever it might be. We are looking forward to building a constructive and responsible citizenly which will work for the common good of alleviating poverty, fighting disease and catering for the welfare of the members of our community. We request progressive citizens to shun tired ideas from THOSE fighting against the same institutions which would otherwise bring about this desired change. Thank you very much.



Wolves in NGO clothing


Africans have fought hard to shake off the yoke of colonialism. We went through a phase where our governments were compromised and our rulers were in the pocket of foreign interests. These foreign interests have been intent on continuing the exploitation of Africa. The symbiotic relationship between predatory foreign economic interests and parasitic ruling elites is at the root of the corruption problem in Africa. The miserable condition of the African populace has made this method of control increasingly difficult. The end of the cold war altered the basis of the relationship by removing the political component. World powers no longer needed spheres of influence, just exploitation zones. The people have risen up and demanded an end to exploitation, there are true people’s movements demanding economic and political justice.

The west feels threatened by these movements. They would like to continue to exert control over African Affairs. Especially in places like Kenya where the people have managed to freely elect their leaders for the first time since independence.

When the western interests realised that the people’s movements in Africa were unstoppable.They decided to get out in front and attempt to take the helm. They have employed a new strategy the NGO. It is no coincidence that most of the foreign money (aid) flowing into Africa comes in through NGO’s. The NGO’s have neat prepackaged solutions to African problems that they use in combination with donor funds to attempt to hijack and direct the direction of African justice movements. These prepackaged solutions are well crafted schemes that on the surface seem to benefit Africa’s peoples while in reality doing nothing to end western exploitation of African peoples and resources.

The west has now abandoned their former partners in government but has not abandoned their desire to continue exploiting Africa. The predatory western economic interests have simply formed new partnerships with a new breed of money hungry African elites. These elites call themselves “civil society “, human rights activists, and other benevolent sounding names. The fastest growing industry in Kenya today is NGO’s. If you want to grow rich start an NGO do what the west wants, denounce those who are unpopular with the west and all kinds of money will be thrown at you. This so called civil society activists are like sheep dogs, for a few scraps they will herd Wanjiku in to the slaughter pens of their foreign masters. The civil society has managed to convince Africans that the only problem with Africa is poor governance. They have managed to throw up a big smokescreen to hide the main pipeline that pumps African resources and money to the west. They have obscured the massive undervaluation of African resources and the fleecing of the continent by the west.

In countries like Kenya where it seems that the people’s government may wake up and start addressing these inequities. The civil society is used to undermine and attempt to destabilize the government. The west exploits tribal tensions and divisions, fat Kenyan commentators in western capitals daily hurl invective at the people’s government. Western diplomats make all sorts of unsubstantiated allegations of corruption and so on.

They hope to paralyze the government and when this fails they send money to katiba watch and other NGOs to hire hooligans to come out on to the streets in the name of mass action. These hooligans seek to create conditions where they are stoning people and police destroying property harassing and robbing wananchi. When the police respond then the Human Rights NGOs and activists enter the fray with cries of TORTURE! MURDER!!, REPRESSION!!, POLICE BRUTALITY!!

In the meantime they manage to halt the peoples business and distract Wanjiku from her true quest for Justice. Shame on all those Kenyans willing to sell their brothers and sisters for a few bits of silver. Kenyans should carefully vet these NGO’s and only support those that are local and whose funding is transparent. They should be careful because the aims of these NGOs may not be in the people’s interest. Follow the money!

attn:boyscout
**feel free to publish in the marxist labyrinth**

Sunday, July 24, 2005

karibu_kwetu_rais_clinton


Many Thanks to One Supporter of the BoyScouts Cause, BoyScouts Hommie, for his Nice Contribution.

This note will be sent/linked to President Clintons
Site at: http://www.clintonfoundation.org/ in order to highlight the true feelings of the real African Community and NOT those of "self appointed community voice". This blog, submitted by the above supporter, was meant to counter a very misleading piece of writing at:

http://demokrasia-kenya.blogspot.com/2005/07/karibu-kwetu-rais-clinton.html

__________________________________________________________


PRESIDENT CLINTON: ToSA!!


Dear President Clinton.


Welcome and thank you for visiting Kenya. I’ am a Kenyan residing in the Great State of Ohio, in your beautiful country. I must admit I am greatly embarrassed by the manner in which you were welcomed by the writer of this blog. In Kenya it is not customary for visitors to be greeted with the dirty laundry. However Onyango Oloo has not lived in Kenya for a long time and may have forgotten that. Perhaps also by way of explanation, during the colonial period Africans had to carry and present their disputes to the great white master for resolution. Mr. Oloo hailing from that period may have mistaken you for a great white father. I can see how he can make such a mistake, but most Kenyans today were born after independence and recognize you for what you are a friend of Africa. We would like to interact with you not as a savior or superior but as a friend, brother. I do not wish to continue airing the dirty linen in your presence; however I must address some of the misleading and inaccurate information that has been presented to you.

President Kibaki is certainly worthy of your admiration he has done a lot of good. I’ am sure a man of your towering intellect can see through the fog of disinformation presented to you by Mr. Oloo. Having been president of the most powerful country in the world you have a special appreciation for the difficulty of governing. President Kibaki faces bitter and vicious opponents who will stop at nothing to smear him and his government. This is analogous to your situation with the Republicans during your presidency. Opposition to Kibaki however is based mostly on tribal grounds with a thin veneer of issues such as MOU (whatever that is) or constitutional review issues. With regards to the constitutional review process some people like Mr. Oloo would like to force a constitution down the throats of Kenyans that was written by self selected interests groups (bomas draft). The also seek to stop the peoples elected representatives sitting in parliament from discussing or amending their handiwork. So these groups have called their supporters (all 200 of them) out on to the streets and they have vowed to paralyze the city of Nairobi among others.

To this end they have engaged in rioting stone throwing at police and innocent motorists. They have engaged in looting, street thuggery, robbery and destruction of property. Mr. Oloo neglected to show you the pictures of looting and stone throwing because he wishes to characterize the rioters as "innocent". The police have shown great restraint those arrested are about twenty people or so, not "scores". The one fatality was a man engaged in robbing a business who died in unclear circumstances. While regretting the loss of life, destruction of property and injuries to innocents, it is difficult to expect police not to restore order. Enjoy your visit Mr. President Kenyans look forward to working with you to combat the scourge of HIV/AIDS.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

To Prime Minister Tony Blair on Kenyas Budget Day



PM. Tony Blair Tosa!



Dear Honorable Prime Minister Sir,

I am writing to you as one simple and anonymous BoyScout to correct an impression created by some individuals who have been known to fight the pillars of democracy at any given opportunity trying in vain to establish systems which have miserably failed all over the world. The above word Tosa, is derived from the swahili word tosha, which simply means enough in its very literal sense. However, in the 21 century Kenyan politics, the word implies "is right, is the best, we totally support him, we agree with him..." and so on. To put it simply, YOU ARE OUR HERO SIR !.

Knowing that you are a busy man who deals with issues on the ground and might have little time for keyboard sagas, I will not bother you with a myriad of puzzling photos which have no relevance to the issue at hand, Sir. I will neverthless put a picture at the end of this message which represents all those who can not convey their feelings here online. Sir, some writings online do not convey the real picture on the ground. Do not be discouraged that African are not thankful - we are. There is however, a certain diminishing minority of writers-online which tends to misuse the lack of political understanding of our poor citizens and seek to introduce unpopular political ideologies. Such writers have no sound understanding of the mechanisms of free enterprise in resource allocation. Further, there is a terrible disconnect between them and those people who really matter, i.e. the poor people on the ground. They shamelessly continue advocating for miserable systems which have caused abject poverty in eastern Europe. Our democratic systems will march on, encouraging free enterprise and the power of the market. This is mankinds true destiny.

Sir, this blog is not based on my spending a miserable 30 min on your website, but on a serious evaluation of your numerous initiatives to rid the African continent of injustices, tyranny and poverty. You started the Commission for Africa at http://www.uneca.org , an initiave you have put through showing the world that time has come for developed countries to face the real issues detroying this beautiful continent. It is your sound approach and conviction to fair change which has forced the world to glare at the mirror of its failures and effect change. Yes, you joined hands with President Bush and led the march of our freedom and democracy to the darkest corners of the earth; from the opium fields of Afghanistan to dry sands of Bagdad city. You are now putting every effort into realization of the African dream. Sir, you have managed to create very many Blairs in our hearts whom we now call upon, to unconditionally carry your message to every part of this continent, effecting change, however small, whenever the chance arises.

As you go ahead with your humble efforts, we will keep on calling on African leaders to finally clean up their own houses - it is a shame that we still condone evils such as nepotism, corruption and injustices. We must learn to solve these problems if we are sincere about changing the lives of our people. If the world gives Africa a fair share of the world trade by seeking to cancel all those agreements which have tended to put Africa at a disadvantage, we shall have created a self regulating system where initiave and hard work are honoured. This sustainable developement will ensure that Africa does not pludge once again, into debt.
Whatever you do Sir, there is a silent voice saying a big thank you somewhere in an unknown location. This is the voice of


Thank you very much Sir.
BoyScout

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

rUCy tosa!!



The writer would like to call upon all clones and batterers who are said to be on community records for beating the lights out of their loving wives to cease practising such treacherous crimes with immediate effect. Continued violence against women, children, elderly people and unfortunate members of the society be it verbal or physical must be condemned in the strongest terms possible.

Before we continue throwing stones at our dear First Lady, we should do some soul searching and ask ourselves: are we sure that we can claim to be free of having done anything wrong at any time or the next? This attitude attitude towards other members of the society is mostly accompanied by an elation, or a conviction, that we symbolize what is right and ideal in the society.


Part 1: The Lucy We Know.

Lets us first go through "a tichital excursion" of the First Lady in order to understand the mighty personality behind what keyboard activists, pens, paper and print would like us to believe.


President Bush and Laura say, Lucy Tosa!


A loving grandmother:


Everybody wants to touch her wherever she goes:


Who said that building was meant for men only?:



PART 2. Enter some of our ugly characteristics, which we would NOW love to deny

We don't respect people, particularly women and elderly citizens

--FOUR TIMES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT a respectable First Lady requests a young World Bank Country Director to reduce the volume of his music so that she can finally close an eye after a hard days work. We all know how valuable sleep is to elderly people. Instead of addressing the problem the way a responsible leader would do, he retorts:

"I can play loud muzik bekauz.....



--OUR VERY LIBERAL PAPERS, WILILING TO CATCH HISTORY IN THE MAKING

Instead of listening to her complaints, they add fuel on fire:


Let us ask ourselves: What do we gain by making her feel like this???
Are we, now thumping our chests so hard, the ultimate winners?


NO, we have bent TOO low by victimising and elderly woman who tried to do all she could within the confines of the law to get her sleep. We have failed again. We are not winners in any way. We should actually be ashamed of this kind of mobing if we believe in human diginity and respect.

For those waiting for
President Kibaki to beat the lights out of Lucy the way they do by compiling provocative and tired music, let me assure them they have a long day comin....

Onesmus Olosti is a self-exiled "tichital" activist.

Saturday, April 09, 2005

Can The Digo Initiate Revolutionary Development Projects?

NARC JUU, TOSA!!


1.0 Musing Over Switching Careers

Like I have said time and time again, I like dwelling on diffrent topics which might not have any particular relevance to each other. Diversity being my second name, I have recently been musing over the these men of honor who could possibly become pope:




Giovanni Battista Re, 71, cardinal of the Roman Curia at the Vatican



Digital Activist, able and willing to become the First Digital Achbishop of the World


Angelo Scola, 63, patriarch of Venice


Dionigi Tettamanzi, 71, archbishop of Milan

Camillo Ruini, 74, member of the Roman Curia at the Vatican

Dario Castrillon Hoyos, 75, Colombia

Oscar Rodriguez Maradiaga, 62, archbishop of Tegucigalpa, Honduras

Miloslav Vik, 72, Czech Republic

Claudio Hummes, 70, Brazil

Ivan Dias, 69, India

Joseph Ratzinger, 78, Germany

Juan Luis Cipriani Thorne, 61, Peru

Francis Arinze, 72, Nigeria

Geraldo Majella Agnelo, 71, Brazil

Jose da Cruz Policarpo, 69, Cardinal of Lisbon

Peter Kodwo Appiah Turkson, 56, Ghana




2.0. Is this country NOT ripe for farming?


It amazes me how people waste valuable time waiting for the government to come and force them to do what they should normally do.




Instead people waste valuable time on politics!!

There NO RESENTMENT against the central government by the people of the Coast Province and this no sense of anger and frustration across tribe, religion and political affiliation. That is why you see the ambivalent legacy of a blood-thirsty criminal war lord like the late Karisa Maitha, is NOT being lionized as one of the stalwart champions of the Wapwani in their face off with Wabara. That is one of the reasons why you saw loyal NAK lap dogs like Danson Mungatana campaign against BOTH NARC candidates(NAK and LDP) to try and make a bid for PEACE not sponsored either by the Murungaru faction or the Raila faction of the ruling coalition.

A very, very good friend of mine from the Swahili community, someone with whom we have close family friendships going back to several years, not just here in Canada but in Mombasa as well, recently forwarded to me an opinion piece he had posted on the Mjadala forum. ( Aside: ONLINE ACTIVISM, WITH ABSOLUTELY NO RELEVANCE TO REAL WORK ON THE GROUND)

bla bla bla........bla bla bla hiccup, ohi ohi hicup!

I have seen similar sentiments posted by Wadawida writing in Mashada and other Kenyans from the Mijikenda community-suggesting that if something is not done soon, the Coast Province of Kenya may be up in flames.

Of course the situation on the ground is extremely complex and fluid and there are a lot of competing micronationalisms and long simmering intra-community conflicts all over the province.

I tried to examine this phenomenon very closely in an essay I called the The Ujinga of Ethnic Particularism.

At the very immediate basis, I think that the dithering in the passage of the long promised Katiba is at the core of jittery nerves-precisely because this widely discussed draft document included chapters on the devolution of powers and local control of resources like tourism, minerals etc.

As Nairobi politicians haggle over the PM portfolio and muse over a vice-presidential flag, Kenyans may witness the beginnings of a hostile breakaway province-and as we know from history ( Aside: ANOTHER PREDICTION!!), secessionist movements are rarely quelled by mere police action in and of itself.

Kenyan police should wake up and smell the pombe ya mnazi brewing all over Pwani.....

Any upuzi will set off the following chain reaction:

"Political" unrest at the coast=>chaos and fighting=>harrassment of tourists=>travel warnings=>no tourists=>increased poverty at the coast.

The GoK must stop poverty increasing at the coast by containing hooliganism.

Thursday, April 07, 2005

The Elephant in the Kibaki’s Living Room

Source of Inspiration:
http://demokrasia-kenya.blogspot.com/2005/03/elephant-in
-kibakis-living-room.html

Having combed through all "SOURCE FILES" in the above quoted link, I hereby declare the rest except this one inter alia, Persona Non Grata mainly because they personalize too many issues.


I must admit that my creative potential has been taking countless mental flights into previously unknown lands in the last cpuple of weeks. I have recently identified a sequence of sorts to "call" this hour of imagination; I work up myself, running around my apartment at absolute speeds, jumping up and down. Thoughts of Ministries such as Justice and Constitutional Affairs act like catalysts in this process. When I sit down, my imagination focuses on solid objects; yes I am telling you it happened a few nights gone by. I saw



trying to force itself in Kibakis living room. The more I narrowed my eyes, the more focussed the elephant became. It was striding majestically between Kibaki who was reading a newspaper and Kiraitu Murungi who was posing there idle instead of taking his ministerial duties seriously.



I know my stalkers will start scratching their balls saying that the carpet at State-House is red and Kiraitu is a black man having no resemblance with the guy in the picture. If only they had something in their medula oblangata they would understand that my visions do not have any orientation on skin color. Important is the hidden implications of my revelations. I figured and imagined how Muthaura would be looking like while explaining to Rucy that the elephant hat sat on Mheshimiwa....I decided to dociment this on a piece of paper in case Id require it for a later digital:




Why I dropped my christian name


The fact that we come from a grabbing background is portlayed by this act, which almost disrupted the recently concluded E Mkate Promotions.



A few kilometers away, another congregation was threatening to Waco itself when the congregation refused to TKK (Toa Kitu Kidogo).





Belated Reforms
As far as this don is concerned, I still have issues with the fact
that ths uniforms came toooooooo late!!!!



Nifty updated Kamiti uniforms



How to fair in life: BLAME OTHERS. Venting makes you a WINNER!


The following has been quoted from the above link VERBATIM. The author acknowledges the good gesture shown by the provider of the source files and confirms that the material in not being reproduced for commercial purposes.

Meanwhile, all over Kenya, in total mockery of NARC’s pre-election pledges, over one million Kenyan children are still out of school;
horrid conditions at the EPZ slave factories Mombasa are exposing Kenyan workers to lung disease
; millions of Kenyans living with HIV/AIDS are reportedly facing a bleak future after the WTO recently cut them off life saving drugs; 2 million Kenyans may be starving by August 2005; even as hundreds, possibly thousands of Kenyan women and girls fall victim to unscrupulous organ harvesters and sex pimps who lure them out of the country to rob them of their kidneys, livers, hearts, dignity and very lives; even as the Kibaki-NAK clique grows increasingly wary of its former friends in the civil society sector even as a cross-section of Kenyan NGOs and social justice formations become increasingly restive and assertive about their democratic rights;

And this is the time, believe it or not, that Mwai Kibaki chooses to make two wacky and hoary internal gaffes:

Shutting out his LDP coalition partners from a NARC strategy session and rebuffing his own DP mandarins and their plan for inner-party revitalization in anticipation of the looming implosion of the fractious governing coalition.

To call NAK Supremo Mwai Kibaki a political nitwit of the highest order is woefully and scientifically imprecise-the polygamous Othaya MP is simply a clueless marionette strung along by the Kiraitu-Karume-Michuki-Murungaru gaggle of desperate, scheming, tribal minded puppeteers, a pathetic rag doll swaying perilously in the tempestuous political maelstroms that currently bedevil Kenya; our head of state is quite possibly off his poor rocker, in other words, completely unhinged, which is to say: stark raving mad -in my humble, but as always, ever candid opinion.

I continue to be mystified as to how the Kibaki regime cannot see how close Kenya is to exploding in open civil war with all the bottled up historical injustices, the simmering land feuds, the frustrations over the long promised constitution, the parlous human rights situation, the sordid picture of mounting grand graft and the chronic infighting within what is supposed to be a governing coalition with a huge popular and democratic mandate.

While Kenya gets ready to burn, arrogant, chest thumping ministers are sauntering around the country threatening to arrest a prominent envoy, bullying a respected civil society leader to do the investigative work that is the preserve of the government’s own policing bodies and our benighted President appeals for divine intervention to solve Kenya's ills.

How pathetic and dangerous!

Clearly neither Kibaki nor his beleaguered regime is up to the task of solving the myriads problems facing Kenya.

They should do the honourable thing:

1. Pass the Bomas Draft.
2. Dissolve the Doomed Coalition.
3. Call Fresh Elections fought on separate party platforms.


In the meantime, like I said yesterday, progressive Kenyans can take some lessons from Zimbabwe...


* It is brought to the attention of the reader ex-post that the opposition in Zimbambwe did not have any proper strategy and thus failed miserably. The above prediction and its assumed relevance to the Kenyan fratenity remains very questionable indeed.

Thank you very much.

BoyScout







Sunday, February 13, 2005

Fearing Aging & Justice of Bears after Beers

A Digital Essay by Oloo Onyango in The Prairies of Canada


A Witnesses Account Contemplating One of The Most Intriguing Events of His Life


The evening of Saturday, February 10, 1990 will remain forever etched in my memory. I remember vividly sitting in the decidious forests of Quebec wondering



The problem started when I almost ran into a monsterous bear on a deserted and winding road from the forests. I had spent the day visting relatives and friends of mine living over the other side of the mountains. Like every other Sato, I had spent the day with buddies who are also members of




For those of you who on one occasion too many (or better put, seldomly don't) take ja-wice, you understand just how beckonning a glass of cold liquid gold can do a lot of wonders to one's burning neurons after doing a mind boggling digital.....look at her, winking at your boiling body and tell me I am wrong....




Well, back to my story before I drift into philosophy without intending to do so in the first place. Before I left in a hurry, I had sort of gotten into an arguement with my buddies over an issue they did not seem to have grasped too well. I believe some of them are like chokorapipas because they just start talking without doing adequate research on their subjects. What brought about this heated arguement was my resource draining assertion that this leg could qualify like any another in Any Montreal Twilight Scene




As they started claiming that the drink was getting better control of me, I dived online and asked them to tell me the age of this lady; can you guess it yourself?



Try ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR YEARS OLD!!


Well, according to the Daily Telegraph,

Castro may live to be 120, says his doctor
By Isambard Wilkinson in Madrid
(Filed: 12/02/2005)

Opponents of Fidel Castro's regime who are still waiting for the Maximum Leader's death are in for some bad news: his doctor has said he may live to the age of 120.

The Cuban leader was forced to urge his people to stay calm over the state of his health last October after he tripped over a step and broke a knee and an arm. ( As I have stated before KUANGUKA SIO KUTELEZA!)

So when some of those guys got too heated for my liking, I jumped into my wheels and kanyangand mafuta feeling totally pissed off. After about 45 minutes of non-stop driving, the car started skidding on these icy country roads. This had not been accepted/digested by my medula oblangata during the last few minutes because my mind had been preoccupied by this for no apparent reason:





This disturbing picture kept on coming into sharp focus. I am not sure whether this has anything to do with juice but it was suddenly clear. I had come to loath and hate a very disturbed person calling himself BoyScout.

All of a sudden I saw her. She was sitting in the middle of the road smilling at me. She had the message for me which was loud and clear:



Yes, she was smiling at me. Ohh, I had forgotten that I had been driving! A few milliseconds before what could have become a terminal bang, I swerved the steering wheel with every effort of my great muscles and ended up landing on an ackward position:



*See me walking in the background (middle) a little bit disillusioned. How I got over there is a question I will never be able to answer.

Ciao,

OO