Kenya, We Are Bleeding—But We Are Not Broken
There’s a quiet kind of fear settling over Kenya right now. It's not loud like a campaign rally, not sharp like a gunshot—though both are in the air. It's the kind of fear that lives in the pauses between conversations, in the tearful eyes of mothers watching the news, in the sighs of tired fathers coming home from work, unsure if they’ll make it through the next week. It’s a fear we’ve known before. And it’s a fear we swore we’d never feel again—not after 2007. But here we are. Another young voice silenced. Another name turned into a hashtag. Albert Ojwang is not just another statistic. He was a teacher, a blogger, a son of this soil. Arrested, brutalized, and found dead in police custody in June 2025. They say he spoke too boldly about the powerful. They say he defamed a Deputy Inspector General. As if speaking truth, or even daring to ask questions, is now a crime in our Republic. We’re told he took his own life. But the bruises on his neck, the trauma to his head, the sile...