Two, contrasting, but interesting blogs

I found this blog : Rants and Raves of a Kenyan Gay man. And so I circulated the link among our Kenyan staff in the office (its an NGO, lots of free time for everyone to read blogs).
Plenty of fun watching varying expressions of dismay and horror – our accountant (his car has an ominous bumper sticker that says : “In case of Rapture, this car will be Driverless”) even crossed himself as if he had seen Count Dracula!

That said, the blog is actually very good. There is a sense of purpose and self awareness about the writer, absent in so many other blogs. The comment box is particularly humorous, and recommended reading, if at least to get a sense of popular reaction, if not for the snarky responses of the blog author.

Then I found this blog by someone called Wendwa. Have been left feeling uncertain if the whole thing is actually a finely laid out joke. At first glance it appears to be a militantly Godly blog, lines from the bible ambushing the reader at every turn, and prayers sprayed around like machine gun fire.

Yet, on the other hand, there are such lust filled posts, as this (titled: “Bless me while I masturbate”!) which left me quite amused, and also feeling a little dirty (and it takes a bit to make me feel dirty).

Most suspicious is the title of the blog itself: “set the trumpet to thy mouth (hos 8:1)”.
Bring trumpety trumpet to thine mouth? What kind of metaphorical trumpet would that be? Hmmm….
Overall, a good read, a writer with some expressive talents.

UPDATE:

A reader wrote in that this blogger, a subject of the above post, has accidentaly deleted all the blog posts, and also changed the title of the blog. What gives?

Why didn’t the BBC call me ?

New born rhino named after Kofi Annan A new-born rhinoceros in Kenya has been named Kofi Annan in honour of the former UN Secretary General. Baby Kofi was born at the weekend in the community-owned Ol Choro Oirogua Conservancy….

Wonder why the BBC didn’t call me. Among my small menagerie of pet animals, I have this eclectic pair of golden hamsters. One is named Raila, and the other Kibaki. They live together in the same cage, are well behaved, and display a bottomless appetite for the tiny morsels I throw at them.

(The only odd note in all this is umm…. they repeatedly  mount each other with reckless abandon. I did not know I had the privilege of owning two gay hamsters – not that its bad)

Note: It struck me that this is a most appropriate post as today is Valentines Day

An erection

I attended a party with my love, light of my life – mugithi. I got trapped in a table with some of mugithi’s man friends. For some reason heated conversation regarding erections. I am timid by nature and abhor discussing such bodily excitations. I notice a lot of Kenyan men clutching each others hands without hesitation, maybe its normal for men to discuss erections then ?
Only politeness, and lack of inertia prevented movement to another table (who knows what horrors I might have encountered there?). This country confounds me.

(UPDATE: apparently some Kenyans pronounce ‘election’ as ‘erection’ and ‘election’ as ‘erection’, hence the confusion. I am thoroughly embarrassed.)