I had two brushes with the cops this past week. And I believe they owe me an apology. So, on Monday afternoon I am walking along Valley road emptying into town (I love walking, makes me think better and observe details I zoom by if I were in an automobile). Left side of Valley Road scratching the DoD wall watching rickety Nairobi vehicles emit plumes of smoke with no care to their carbon credits (Carbon credits wont put food on our dinner tables). Before I know it I am at the foot of the pedestrian footbridge at the Nairobi Pentecostal Church, Ralph Bunche Road junction at which point my goldfish memory reminds me that I had an appointment with Dr. Waweru, my dermatologist, at the Upper Hill Medical Centre. I decide to do a Usain Bolt across the road, but cops been lately arresting pedestrians not using footbridges and I decide to take the long winding walk up the staircase to hell then down the other side. The two cops follow me. I take it like theyre beefing security around me and I feel like Uhuru Kenyatta has finally got the security equation right. I am about to tweet how I feel proud being manned by two policemen until one of them rushes infront and stops me. On top of that footbridge. Alone. Kijana, nani amekuambia upige picha hapa? Unajua hapa ni kwa wanajeshi na haifai upige picha DoD? Si ulisoma pale No Photography? Of course I know I shouldnt film the Department of Defence. I have seen such warning in State House as well. I have no motivation whatsoever to use my camera on a security installation that I neither understand nor is interested in. I remind him that Id rather watch paint dry than waste my time, and gadget, on things that add no value to my life. Kijana, wewe ni mjeuri sana, eeeh! Kuja hapa. Hebu nionyeshe simu yako. This is the point I get mad and warn him that if he finds no DoD photo in my gallery, I would sue for compensation. I have always been a law abiding citizen, so I hand over my phone for screening. Hebu nionyeshe picha ziko wapi, wewe ndio unajua simu yako. Seriously. My 1yr-old daughter knows where my phones gallery is. And a policeman 10yrs short of my fathers age asking me to show him where my phone stores pics?... I refuse to believe our cops are just trained to fire rifles. I told him I shall not help him do his job. So, he hands me back the phone and wishes me a good day. I still want my apology.
Posted on: Sat, 19 Jul 2014 09:30:30 +0000
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