The tale of campus politics is a case
study in its own way as it revolves around a means to an end. It is a lucrative
deal but a dangerous affair at the same time. Lucrative in the sense of, the money-minting
tunnel, from the various business and tenders around college. The danger part
comes in when student leaders brush shoulders with the administration the wrong
way. A tough affair indeed as the notorious leaders may kiss their education
goodbye.
A story is told, of a student leader
in a university, in the North Rift part of Kenya who was feeding from hand to
mouth during his days as a ‘normal’ comrade. He had no sense of fashion, kept a
low profile, and made friends with not so cool people per the campus lingo. He
even had a ‘village girlfriend’. And he had this itchy ambition of being part
of the student governing body.
When he announced he wanted to
contest for one of the dockets in the student leadership hierarchy, his move
was applauded, and embraced by the majority student populace, who could
identify with his social status. It meant great mobilization for votes and
definitely a win in favor of their man.
The campus election body was
satisfied that each candidate had meet the threshold and organized for an
election. Comrades voted and the results were ready to for announcement after
the tallying process. You have guessed right, the man was among the candidates
elected for the big post. At the students’ center, his supporters of over 500 sang,
chanted, and prayed celebrating the win. The candidate marshaled his supports
for a mini rally in the wee hours of the morning, shortly after the results
were announced. Probably to thank them for that elusive victory that he had
attempted in the last election, which he lost miserably. He stood tall on a
makeshift podium and began chanting the age-old incantation, comrade power!
They responded in unison, with a hollow sound that slowly gained volume by
sheer force of repetition.
That victory had to call for a celebration.
“That morning after the celebration,
that was the last interaction with ‘our man’ says John one of the comrade
supporters. He promised us a part of the pie, once he joins the student
leadership position.”
Details emerging, he had acquired
power that made him so proud and arrogant. This made him secure the classy
friends. Out goes, his fashion sense of a village farmer and in came the latest
designer clothes in the market (the wardrobe had to change you know!). Ooh! and
the village girlfriend? She was thrown into oblivion as there was need and
pressure to acquire a more classy girl per se (or is it a digital woman?) to
match up the new acquired status. There were claims his ‘village girl’ financed
part of the campaign after she thoroughly convinced her parents how she
urgently needed some emergency cash for an ‘academic trip’ (Oh boy!!!! the
heartless nature of men).
A typical lifestyle of a
student leader in campus is that of luxury, living a high-end life that is fantasy
to a normal comrade. They instantly become rich going by the string of business
they own. They enjoy all the lucrative deals including the tendering process of
various service offered to the student fraternity.
A vicious circle that raise its ugly
head every academic year when elections, are held to choose a new body. Every
new body reads from the same script-, “it’s our time to eat.” Nevertheless, that
is what the perceived role models (politicians) have been doing since
independence, the day’s politician. What do you expect of the seed? University
student leadership, a tale of rags to riches and on the extreme cases it is
rags to riches and back to rags.
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