For the record, he loves his own reflection,
this farmer's son from the delta. A splendid type.
Bone from the neck up, trained in wickedness,
born to lead, useful against the Mau Mau.
Unprovoked, he once cracked a cow's skull
with flat palms as the beast stared at him.
Did the same to three cattle herders at Lake Turkana.
Reached into their necks to eat their intestines (allegedly).
He should have been court-martialed
especially after the assassination attempt.
Such men rise in the ranks and can only be removed
by death or revolt. I suggest we seduce him with wives.
Surround him with ceremony, regulation and rules
even though secretly he feels they do not apply to him.
Feed him with titles: His Excellency, Field Marshall,
Effendi etcetera. His cravings have no limit.
We can use distrust of the competition to our advantage.
He will demand acclaim, in an unbridled urge to destroy.
Easily compensated, as he does not accumulate goods
or possessions for the future, opting for immediate gratification.
While he buys friends, kills citizens without fear of god or religion
in his effort to be remembered, we will make our mark.
- Nick Makoha (from One Throne Magazine)