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God will punish beans for me. I have never liked that food. It doesn’t digest whenever I take it. Took beans last night and it nearly killed me on 3rd mainland bridge today. I was sweating inside AC like a brand new goat. My stomach was ringing. The more I sped, the longer the road. Lagos State needs to check very well, seems I broke that 80km per hour speed limit several times 🥵🥵 I was tightening my ass just to make sure it doesn’t drop because if it does, Hiroshima will be second. What I carried in me has never been witnessed before. At a point, I removed my face cap like it was the problem, the sweats kept pouring like I was walking through the valley of the shadow of death. I would squeeze the gear stick like I had beef with it. With all the speed from Ajah, epa o boro on 3MB. Any small traffic build up, my heart will start beating fast while I cursed those idiots causing traffic. They were fighting themselves, I was fighting for my life. I held on like Shedrach Meshach and Abneego in the fiery furnace until I got to the eatery in a Filing station at Alapere. I parked and rushed in. “Where is your rest room?” I screamed. The security woman looked at me with disgust but pointed to the door. Honestly, I didn’t need anyone to point to it because it was right in front of me but oju mi ti su. I rushed in opened the male toilet door and dropped it like an album. Baba nla next rated. Fruuuuupaaa fruuuu tum. In minutes, I was done. The person who opened the door next ran out. Mo fe pa werey. Emi ika. 😬 I tried flushing but there was no water, just tissue to clean up. Ewwww. I managed it. I don’t want to believe water doesn’t run in that almost perfect toilet. I walked out to the security man and woman and they managed to squeeze out money from me so they can fetch water to flush later. I know this is a scheme. I can bet they locked that water somewhere. All the same, it was until I got to the car back before I realized I didn’t switch off the car. Key was still at the ignition and AC was still blowing. I might not eat beans again in this life. 🥵

This development is true, but the man who made the video seems to be misinformed about the Lagos State Government’s guidelines for installing solar energy systems in social housing estates. He is likely to be a tenant in one of these social housing estates owned by the Lagos State Government. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have raised concerns about something that was clearly outlined in the indemnity document he signed before the Government handed over the apartment to him after purchase. Now, to the issue: the Lagos State Government DOES NOT charge all residents living in the State for a permit to install solar power systems for domestic use in their homes, as the video suggested. ONLY residents living in the government-owned social housing estates are charged administrative fees for Alterations, such as installation of solar power system, before any additional development can be permitted. The reason for this is that, the State Government is responsible for maintaining facilities in its social housing estates. There is public electricity supply system already installed in the Estates. Installation of additional power system is taken as an alteration to the original design and functionality of an Estate building. Any alteration must be run through the Physical Planning and Survey departments of the Ministry of Housing for approval, material compliance and post-inspection checks. Those solar power systems are usually installed by occupants in shared areas; so this alteration must be approved by the facility manager (Government) before any occupant can proceed. The man in the video obviously did not apply for an approval before embarking on such alteration. The uniformed men seen in the video are from the Monitoring and Compliance Unit of the Ministry. The Government has had to deal with liability from unpermitted alterations by estate residents, including leaking roofs and severe damage caused by fire. So, the simple rule for any estate occupant is to contact the State Government (facility manager) for an approval for any external alteration they want to undertake in their building. If an unpermitted alteration affects the entire property, other occupants will hold the government responsible.

It’s either my uncle Waruthu is heavily bewitched… or the man is the luckiest dropout kikuyu in the history of Kenya. This man dropped out in Class 6. No degree. No biashara. No master plan. Just inherited land and some anointed timing. He starts in Kingeero with a plot left by his father. Then boom Western Bypass construction comes slicing through it, then KeNHA appears and tells him, “Waruthu, kindly move, but first collect your 16 million.” Now a serious man would sit down, call a fundi, maybe an architect, maybe even think of rentals, biashara, mabati ya tenants, something sensible. Not Waruthu. Waruthu buys land in Gitaru for 4 million, puts up a 3-bedroom house, then takes the rest of the money and launches a one-man campaign of alcohol, women and complete financial vandalism. The man did not spend money. He attacked it. Two years later, before the dust even settles, KeNHA returns again. This time for the Gitaru-Kikuyu interchange. I’m not joking. Same man. Same story. Same government. Another cheque. 19 million. At this point you stop calling it luck. This is now a calling. He moves to Manguo near Limuru town, buys about three-quarter acre, builds again for around 4 million, then does exactly what he had done before. Not almost. Not roughly. Exactly. House first, then the balance is taken hostage by bars, women and enjoyment until nothing remains except memories and hangovers. Any other human being would learn. Waruthu? Waruthu behaves like a man who thinks compensation is a monthly salary. Then last November Ruto launches the Rironi-Nakuru-Mau Summit Road project. Now tell me why this man’s land is again sitting next to the highway like it had been booked in advance. Again the government comes. Again they acquire. Again Waruthu is paid. This time 25 million. You people, there are men who hustle for 20 years and never smell 5 million. This fool has made a full career out of being removed by road projects. He doesn’t farm. He doesn’t build wealth. He doesn’t invest. He just keeps positioning himself where tarmac will eventually develop feelings. The last report we got was that he had moved to Ponda Mali in Nakuru. Either there’s a powerful mganga somewhere blessing his land papers… or God has a very twisted sense of humour when it comes to my uncle. The man is turning Kenyan infrastructure into his personal ATM. Respect. 😂

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