A SALUTE FOR OUR POLICE OFFICERS

When a robbery, carjacking, homicide, murder, rape and many other criminal activities take place we all are quick to blame the police for incompetence and inefficiency. We blame them for contributing to road carnage, perpetuating corruption among other vices. Few of us take time to analyze the conditions under which these officers work as they endeavour to maintain law and order in our country.
While we are busy condemning the police, they have to brave the rainy and muddy conditions not forgetting the blazing heat in Mombasa and other locations to restore sanity on our roads, to pursue and smoke out robbers and carjackers to their hideout. This police officer who has to spend the entire day out in the sunny and hot conditions cannot afford even a half litre bottle of water to quench his thirst or to wash off dust from his throat. On the other side of country in areas like Nairobi, Limuru, Naivasha, and Meru among others, the officers stationed here spend the better part of the day chasing criminals and controlling errant motorists out in the rain. How many of us offer a bottle of water to the dehydrated officer or an umbrella to the drenching traffic cop?

HOW ARE YOU AND ME DIFFERENT????

Yesterday I had a candid discussion with a brother from another religion and he posed questions that we all Kenyans need to ask ourselves every day. If indeed we are as different as we purport to be, why is it that we all undergo the same stages in life. When I get hungry or thirsty does my brother/sister from another tribe or religion not undergo the same. Are the illnesses that my brother/sister from the other religion/tribe suffers from not the same as those that I suffer from. When I die why brother or sister from the other community of religion will have a death similar to mine. Or will his/her death be different? So what are the differences that we see in people of tribes or religions different from ours such that we will not bat an eyelid as we slash them with machetes? Why is it that we will hurl grenades in a congregation full of women yet when one of our own is arrested we are up in arms protesting. My religion teaches me that we were all created in the image and likeness of GOD. I thus believe each and everyone of us regardless of our different faith or tribal extraction we are all a replica of GOD.