Just
before the ink could barely dry on the skeletal list of names of the four
nominees to the Cabinet – out of the expected 18 nominees – fronted by the
president and his deputy; and even before the plush chimneys of State House
could billow out plumes of white smoke signalling the ‘eureka–ing’
of the seemingly elusive list of the remaining 14 nominees, doctors, through
their professional body, rose up in arms – brandishing stethoscopes and
catheters – to categorically state that under no circumstance do they intend to
issue the presidents’ list of cabinet nominees a clean bill of health.
The
genesis of this ill–health diagnosis by members of the Needle Wielders
Association stems from the minor fact that the nominee to the Ministry of
Health, one James Macharia, is not a stethoscope wielding mandarin thus
incapable adorning himself up in a white dust coat to appear grandiose as the
doctors themselves. You see, in the goofball estimation of the life savers,
Macharia is a banker with a mathematical head for figures, figures and more
figures, with no space for medical jargon; thereby rendering him devoid of the
necessary expertise of dangling a stethoscope around his neck while poking the
anatomy of a patient in an effort to fix a catheter. Apart from this, it is
also a transgression on the part of Macharia that he does not possess the
enviable art of scribbling some ineligible scrawls on a prescription pad. And
this lack of ineligible handwriting, in the doctors’ judgment, renders Macharia
incapable of managing the Health docket.
You
see, having carried out a comprehensive medical investigation in a utopia of
their own that culminated in a final diagnosis that the CEO of G4S must be a
watchman while his KWS counterpart is a wild animal, and citing the
personalized and haphazard management and running of health facilities at the
hands of medics in a manner likely to suggest that such facilities are their
personal kitchens and gardens, the good doctors have decided that only a Ben
Carson protégé of this country is endowed with the prerequisite skills that
would ensure continued entrenchment of the culture of poor service delivery,
rampant absenteeism, general apathy to the plight of patients and a plethora of
other professional malpractices currently bedevilling the Health sector.
Now,
if we are to conduct a mass brain transplant of the ordinary citizens so that
we may adopt the clinical reasoning of the medics, and before other like-minded
professional bodies, unions and organizations start voicing rejection of the
rest of the nominees on such basis, let us attempt to patiently redistribute
the cabinet slots in the manner prescribed by the docs in an endeavour to
indulge their malarkey.
For
starters, the Ministry of Transport and
Infrastructure should automatically go to either a Makanga or
a matatu driver. For it’s only a matatu driver and a tout who are
intimately acquainted with practical day–to–day experiences of shuttling
passengers and transporting goods on our accident prone road network while manoeuvring
the snaking traffic snarl–up’s, gaping potholes and the ring–net of corrupt
traffic coppers. I expect nothing short of an acute outburst of a cacophony of
words laced with veiled boycott and mass protest threats from drivers and touts
led by the belligerent Matatu Welfare Association head honchos. However, the
infrastructure part could boggle the mind of an ordinary matatu driver so nominating the right tout with transport and
construction skills is a quandary best left to H–Young, unless Jubilee opts for
a Chinese driver cum tout.
It
is also the reason why the Foreign Affairs
Ministry should be headed by a foreigner who is more conversant with foreign
matters that transpire in alien lands as opposed to a mere Kenyan whose
knowledge bank does not transcend the national borders, let alone the East
African territories. A foreigner is more likely to fluently and diplomatically
hold conversations in foreign languages whereas a mere Kenyan would only manage
a few broken foreign sentences mixed with his mother tongue under the guise of
speaking Sheng – a stunted hybrid of a language that no any other alien
would comprehend.
It
will also be necessary to install a tourist at the Ministry of Commerce & Tourism. Doctor logic has it
that it is only a tourist who has extensive knowledge and experience in the
exploration of our local attraction sites by virtue of having literally spent
all their holidays vacationing within the confines of our breath-taking
sceneries as we plod through our dull lives completely oblivious to and
ignorant of the plush heritage enveloping our immediate environ. The Commerce
part of the docket requires that the said tourist must possess the acumen of a
business magnate – at this juncture, the image of Arthur brothers as the
suitable candidates imprints itself on the mind!
Before
the vocal KNUT chairperson uses his oratorical skills in launching a verbal
attack in calling for a countrywide teachers strike, the president should
reconsider handing over the Ministry of
Education to the chalk–breakers. It is only this clique of
individuals who know a thing or two about filling up the blank and empty minds
of pupils in an attempt to mould them into citizens capable of ascending to the
post of cabinet secretaries if not the presidency.
The
Sports, Culture & the Arts
ministry should not compound any worry as Kenya is ripe with athletes and
sportsmen and women of great renown. With the likes of Dennis Oliech dribbling
international soccer while David Rudisha sprints in Olympian marathons, this
ministry has potential candidates galore. The only catch would be to find one
with a mind for the arts and a stickler for culture and tradition.
For
the Ministry of Defense, a gun–toting
army commander will do. Not just any commander though. It must be a soldier
with the heart of steel and the courage of a hundred Mara lions – a battle
hardened individual with close combat experience obtained while engaging in the
battle to actually defend the sovereignty of motherland. This is where KDF
commandoes, credited with confidently marching into the hostile Somali land and
casually blowing away the terroristic Al–Shabaab to smithereens.
It
goes without saying that controversial trade unionist; Dr. Francis Atwoli
should by default inherit the Ministry of Labour,
Social Security & Services. With unflinching penchant for
letting loose cannons of words where workers plight is concerned, even the
clinically sane doctors diseased with the strange malady that renders them
allergic to bankers in specific and accountants in general, would give him a
clean bill of health.
Finding
a perfect fit for the Ministry of Agriculture,
Livestock & Fisheries is
likely to leave Kenyans languishing in a dilemma of Olympian proportions. It is
the one docket that could precipitate a duel between humans and animals as both
species jostle for the position. The fish from the shores of Lake Victoria may
put up a spirited push for the crown; only to be put at a disadvantage by their
inability to swim on land. Cows, goats and sheep may form a coalition of
Livestock United to boost their bid for the docket but apart from their
inability to walk on water, they may be accused of plotting to grace on all the
maize in agricultural fields. At this juncture, fishermen from the lake are
also bound to give their pastoral counterparts as well as serious farmers of
the Rift Valley and Western provinces a run for this docket. A mongoloid with
combined parentage from the three provinces would stand a good chance of being
nominated.
For
the newly minted Mining docket, we
may be forced to import personnel with mining experience and skills from the
South. If we are able to locate one Xuma from Peter Abraham’s novel, Mine
Boy, then Kenya is likely to enrich herself from all the ores that have
been hiding underneath her soil awaiting discovery. Forget one Najib Balala.
Mining does not require soft, bespectacled handsome men. He has no mettle to
venture in dark, long winding underground tunnels in the quest for mineral
resources.
Ladies
and gentlemen, in the spirit of consultation and thorough vetting process of
intended nominees as require by the constitution, you may want to leave your
internet connections running on this site; I’ll get back to you on the
remaining list of nominees as soon as I’m through with the process.
Thank
you!