MY OPEN LETTER TO MADAM CS WAIGURU

This is my letter to Madam Waiguru. To start with, you cannot just rewrite the history of corruption and public pillage with a Ksh. 30 Pen. How on earth does a pen get to cost Ksh. 8700? This is the Highest level of tax burglary. I wish waiguru was like money. You know why? so that I could hold up, to see the level of mediocrity in her, I would be so damned if I saw a lion when I hold her up to the light. There are times, and so many times, wisdom demands that we remain silent. Hoowever, this is not such a time.
We HAVE TO deracinate these knavish impersonations of "leaders". We can't hawk the posterity of our KENYA for self-centered goals. Officials yesterday at the ministry of Devolution and Planning confessed the whole truth. They said it frankly that they could not point a finger to any project on which they spent nearly Ksh. 45 billion from the Eurobond.
This is voodoo economics. I would advice Kenyans on one single thing, on what they should expect. Waiguru is a face of impunity. There has to be an explanation. One thing for sure is that wherever she is, whatever she is thinking, she will never be guaranteed of happiness if she walks out of this sc(Anne)dal in a huff. My thinking is that an E-fit of Waiguru should be circulated. She is wanted for the vanity.
when it comes to matters of matters of national address I always choose to remain silent. As I said before there are always those times that you just have to remain silent but this time round it's a Big NO.
A prepossessing speech poetrized in utopia and delivered in the multi-billion corruption and flagrant country of Kenya. The state we are in right now is like choosing between Death by lethal injection or Electric Chair. Choosing between Syphillis or Gonorrhoea. Can you imagine? This is the itch at the back of kenyans who are sitted back at their work and seeing their money being put to waste.
Madam CS this must come to and end. The rate at which you are making us sink as a country makes me feel like we are aiming at discovering oil.
Get to know these humble words madam ""Woe unto she with pulchritude sans perspicacity; Her thingamajigs shall be subjugated to affliction."

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