On a day like tomorrow, 20 years ago, a Friday, all hell broke loose just after 10 a.m. Two singular, coordinated terror attacks in KE and TZ cost hundreds of lives and injured many more. It was like the world was broken in two, but we survived. And thrived. #iSurvived98
Before August 7th 1998, the worst terror attack in KE was the 1980 Norfolk bombing which killed 20 people and injured tens of others. It was retaliation for KE allowing Israel to refuel during Operation Entebbe (there were other 'reasons' as well) #iSurvived98
The choice of August 7th (for the terrorists) was significant. It was eight years from the day US troops established their presence in Saudi Arabia during the Gulf War. #iSurvived98
It's hard to pinpoint just when AL Qaeda chose Nairobi and Dar as its targets, bringing the war to our doorstep. OBL had lived and thrived in Sudan for a while, and terror cells were active in E. Africa from as early as 1993/4. #iSurvived98 @MemorialParkKe
The viciousness (and coordination) of the attacks was the work of Mohammed Atef, OBL's #2 who only got the role two years before when Abu Ubaidah al-Banshiri drowned in L. Victoria after MV Bukoba sank. #iSurvived98
When the terrorists drove the truck from Runda to the US Embassy's rear gate, they unsuccessfully tried to pass the security guards. So they tried to ram the gate and blew up the truck. #iSurvived98
The earth trembled, a building crumbled, and windows in a 1km radius shattered. People and matatus were tossed in the air, and KE was never the same again. #iSurvived98
One of the most heartbreaking stories of the aftermath is the unsuccessful attempt to save Rose Wanjiku 'the Candle in the Wind' who was at the bottom of the rubble that was once Ufundi House. #iSurvived98 @MemorialParkKe
Wanjiku was a messenger/tea woman at Ufundi House. She survived for about 36 hours after the bombing, tapping on the rubble above her to direct rescuers to her location. By the time they got to her, she had died. She was the last body to be retrieved. #iSurvived98
There were many heroes that day. Doctors, cops, soldiers, rescuers and civilians. For the entire weekend, they worked non-stop to rescue those still left in the rubble, and got them medical attention. In the end the death toll stood at 213, 200 of them Kenyans. #iSurvived98
Keen doctors also aided the investigation that followed, being the first to notice that Al-Owhali's injuries were on his back (he had forgotten his pistol when he exited the truck, so he threw stun grenades and fled the scene). #iSurvived98
The capture of Al-Owhali in Nairobi on August 12th 1998 was the start of a tumultuous journey for justice for those who died or got injured during the bombing. He is currently serving life without parole at ADX Florence. #iSurvived98 @MemorialParkKe
Have you ever visited @MemorialParkKe, at the corner of Haile Selassie and Moi Avenues?
The last person to be rescued alive was Sammy Ng'ang'a, a scrap metal dealer who was in the banking hall at Ufundi House when the stun grenades went off. He ran out, only for the bigger bomb to detonate, bringing the building down upon him. #iSurvived98 @MemorialParkKe
@MemorialParkKe An aerial view of @MemorialParkKe. It features a park, a fountain, a memorial wall, and a peace center, all designed to commemorate and honor the victims of the August '98 bombing.
@MemorialParkKe Other than the memorial park, have we done enough to remember the loss, pain and suffering?
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Contested memorialization: the 1998 Nairobi terror attack on the United States embassy: World Art: Vol 0, No 0 tandfonline.com/doi/abs/10.108…
Now this thread is for the people who, as part of their human experience, went to national schools and groups of schools. First, you are not brighter than us. You are not our betters. We can call out your abuse or any abuse by anyone you identify with.
I am not attacking you when I say this. But over and over again when I make a point about how your schools have harmed the Kenyan experience, the same conversation happens. I am not attacking your experiences, or your humanity.
That I spent more mental juice trying to explain this to old boys of Starehe (still waiting for that invite to your Whatsapp groups) bothers me. Are we our high schools? Are we going to live as adults by the institutions we visited (it was a visit, just a long one).
If you feel the need to talk to me, to be angry with me, or just to insult to me, my email address is at the end or this tweet. I will post screenshots of your email here, without your name or address. Let's talk. Let's unpack this feeling. This foreboding. >>
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They subject for this one was "I truly lack a subject."
We must all entertain the thought, and it's weird that we have to even do this because it should be default, that there are no second chances. No heavens or hells. No God and therefore, no power and no hierarchy. There's just life, right now.
In Lieu of a King: "The raids on the public coffers have become the national soap opera, each new twist being fed as tantalizing fodder to a tabloid generation." owaahh.com/in-lieu-of-a-k…
There had been an Africa: A Letter to Future Africans: "Africa was a dream come true, a land where nothing was sacred. Everyone who could, ate. Everyone who couldn’t, was eaten." owaahh.com/there-had-been…
On this day, five years ago, Westgate was just waking up the way malls do. What begun just a few hours from now could have been prevented, could have been stopped before it escalated, could have been solved fast, could have been investigated so we never go through it again...
The clusterfuckery that's the other side of this social contract we call Kenya failed in every instance. It ignored warnings, reacted like a drunk sloth, brought tanks to a gun fight, frustrated international investigators, and blew up a pile of explosive mattresses.
Yes, a few men and women were heroes that day. But they didn't have to die or almost die. No mother deserves to have to tell her child to lie on the floor and stay quiet just minutes after the child was having the time of her life buying shoes.
Also, freedom of expression? That one that has been under threat for a while, there's a new wave coming with the Copyright Amendment Bill (2017), now in heading to its 3rd Reading.
Everything on this page is a real threat to the stories you want to read.
Let me tell you a story.
Two years ago, after I did the Tatu City series (owaahh.com/war-tatu-city/), several things happened. One of them was that someone in Lagos sent a takedown request to my host. I didn't know until I had all of 12 hours to respond to it.
If it wasn't a phone picking day (don't even ask), the site would've been suspended immediately. The point of the takedown (which was about copyright infringement on some images, I'll attach the letter here in a bit), was to bring down the site, and kill access to the story.
What will finally break us? Because not only can the center not hold, it has been mortgaged for generations.
It seems there are only ways to experience this country today, as a subservient, overly optimistic (even with a gun to the head), voting citizen who stays quiet and prays for Ushuru and Bill the Teary.
Or as an anarchist. Because this can't be how this story ends.
What is the collective trauma that's holding us back? Because when you think about it, we haven't even processed the trauma of the last 5 years. Terror attacks, lies, more lies, other new lies, paying for personal fortunes, and paying taxes so the treasure hunt never ends.