On morality and #ifikiewazazi
The past few years have seen an increase in questions of morality in our newsflashes, epitomised by a hastily assembled panel of experts on whatever new atrocity that our young generation has committed. Whatever the often-hypocritical panels are saying to help the situation is not working, as can be seen from the recent #ifikiewazazi hashtag, aimed at exposing the Sodom and Gomorrah reincarnates who parade their young flesh flirtatiously for a thirsty following ready to like and retweet.
For a bunch that was looking to make sure our parents realized what immorality their children were exposed- or exposed themselves- to, I believe the originators of the trend can sit relaxed. However, I have been trying to avoid the lay man’s eye, so quick to condemn an act but not concerned with its underlying issue. What really ails our country to this extent?
Our technological achievements as a world and a country are striking and in the last fifteen years, our mode of communication has changed significantly. Today, our patience is on the trial almost daily in a WhatsApp group you were added into by a person you don’t know, and coming from an era where you had to walk with a load of coins to make a call, this is pretty forgetful of us. Photography has also taken strides and instead of an appointment with the village photographer patched on a bike, or a visit to a yellow-themed, Kodak-inspired studio, you just have to wear a glowing mask over your miserable face and take a selfie. Of course, before you forget, you have to post it on Snapchat, Instagram, Twitter and Facebook, in that order, with long hashtags that glorify your filtered, freckle-less face while admonishing your haters. However, technology only serves as a medium to reveal the rot in our society.
Kenya is at interesting crossroads pitting a traditional culture that confines us to social hierarchy, moral value and honour, versus a modern age powered by information. Parents find themselves with a duty to bring up children in this confluence and not many can understand it, let alone guide their children through it. If you look, even not keenly, you wouldn’t miss a Kenyan in an immoral act, sadly even old enough to be your parent. Where public funds are greedily looted, civilians killed and school children abused, there is little morality to look up to. In our ethnically-balkanised country, intellect and reason have gone underground, insurrection and high-handed anarchy is rife, and any form of civility is in hibernation.
Our moral decadence stinks to high-heavens and even as we castigate our teenagers and call the curses of our forefathers down on them, the rot is deeper than its superficial nature.
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