The tale of garbage and radioactive crime fighting rodents
Nairobi
South seems to have been forgotten by the Nairobi City Council, or worse they
have no idea it exists. I am specifically referring to South B area. I am not
and will not in future sideline this particular part of the city, for this is a
wonderful place where “things go down” quoting a random guy at a bus station.
Surely things do go down here, directly on to public roads. And these things
are amazingly beautiful pieces of plastic bags, used gloves, needles, plastic
bottles and lots of shiny biscuits wrappings. This beautiful scene of man made
heaven is coupled with an aroma that will linger in your nostrils for couple of
hours after you leave. See, the little vegetable stall owners, random citizens
and car wash guys are all environmental conscious lot. Why would one waste a
pile of rotten vegetables by keeping it in trash bins when you can throw them
on public land where it can ferment in heat, attract flies that one can mistake
for drones? No, instead they let it be a free compost heap, if the city council
cannot take the responsibility of cleaning some areas of this neighbourhood,
the common citizens have taken to decorating the surrounding areas with all
kind of garbage; it’s simply a piece contemporary art yet to be exhibited in
the museum of I-hope-this-is-not-your-neighbourhood.
And
with this pile of garbage, soon we will have a group of street smart, crime
fighting rodents. These are rodents so big one can mistake them for rabbits,
with thinner, longer tails! They are suave bunch whose only limitation is lack
of marching uniforms as they roam the vast areas they now occupy. I even
suspect that they have super-rat powers derived from their exposure to
carcinogenic plastic bags and bottles burnt in open air as well as the ones
they have ingested over the years. Behold, this is not a problem, no, it is a
fantastic thing to happen. Imagine as the rest of the World fantasise about
crime fighting superheroes, we can actually have our own, except that they will
be used in attacking our enemies’ cable wires, scare their women, and in case
of horrible fallout, infect them with diseases and restore balance in this
anarchic world of ours. Who needs superman and batman when in a short time we
will have our own superheroes made and bred under the sun surrounded by a pile
of astonishingly beautiful aromatic garbage?
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