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What is your story?

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seems a fairly straight foward question but how some people dont get it is mind boggling. i was recently at a funeral and the person's story of forty plus years was minimized to one page. it's sad when a loved one dies but its sadder that regardless of how interesting their life may have been, it isreduced to one page. a person’s life story is not a Wikipedia biography of the facts and events of a life, but rather the way a person integrates those facts and events internally—picks them apart and weaves them back together to make meaning. This narrative becomes a form of identity, in which the things someone chooses to include in the story, and the way she tells it, can both reflect and shape who they are. A life story doesn’t just say what happened, it says why it was important, what it means for who the person is, for who they’ll become, and for what happens next with the age of social media, we now judge people by 140 characters or the pictures they post. but do we really …

Africa - What's left

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Its quite an interesting place. With all the wildlife and natural resources. But one time in a far, far away place, some heads of states actually decided to scramble and partition it. So they grabbed each a piece of land to enrich themselves. And partitioned some raw materials to take back to their far away land in their ships. So they left the land bare and went back to their castles and monarchys. But they had a surprise. They wanted to be paid for the land. So they formed financial institutions to lend to the poor Africans. So that African countries could continue to be poor while all their raw materials had been stolen. I think Africa is owed back some land rates. Its about time we got paid for time spent. Really, colonialism and now some more neo-colonialism? Are some people more equal than others? Just because some one has the technology to build guns has the right to shoot the spear throwing Africans. Time spent should be equated to the debt currently owed. And probably som…

bobby: such a cute name

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Human Intelligence vs Artificial Intelligence

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Our brain power is one of the few things that the entire human race agrees upon. Much as we are proud of human intelligence, there are several shortcomings. Our memory does fail us and as age catches up to us, memory loss becomes more frequent. Artificial intelligence is quite a broad field. It’s not just about robots as movies would have us believe. Inventions in these field are quite astonishing. From deep blue, the chess game that beat the grandmaster; medical diagnosis expert systems to more recently autonomous cars. The one important advantage being that their memory never fails. Technology may change but those memory could still be recovered long after we are gone-eternity. However, there are the skeptics who argue that one day the machines will wake up and realize that they don’t actually need the humans. Any being with intelligence will go about conquering its surrounding world. We aren’t there yet, the zombie apocalypse hasn’t begun and that sounds much more fun

Kenyan Politics

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Wanjiku was so proud to be a parent. Her daughter was her pride and joy. She could never imagine anyone hurting her. When she came of age, she was ecstatic to take her to the neighbourhood school. But somewhere along the road, the school descended into decay. Her pleas fell on deaf ears when she complained. She was loyal to the neighbourhood school, but she loved her daughter more. She had to transfer her daughter to a better school. It comes to a point where you have to cut your loses and decide what you love more. Wanjiku chose to love her daughter more. Kenya has been playing a game of grandfather politics for too long. It’s always a case of, if my father was good at this, I can hack it too. Kenyatta, Odinga, Mudavadi, Moi to name a few. These are names of hand-me-down politicians. Basically a country descended into a pair of old jeans. At least in a monarchy you already knew you were in shit luck. Kenyan democracy is worse, The illusion of free will. A class of grown ass men st…

#2

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One day when I was out grazing – wow! It really sounds smug,but who cares - I had to go a number two. The rule of the forest is that, you have to hide good; otherwise, no one cares. Apparently, I had had some passion fruits the previous day because lo and behold, six month later there was some juicy ass passion fruits that had been planted in manure. There’s a point to this story. You just read about a time I took a big dump.

Friends

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We do say we’re friends, but why? Is it that we know each others’ secrets? Is it that we share the same interests, likes and dislikes? Is it because you did help me out when I was in a tight spot? Or is it that we just fear being alone? Honesty in this day of social media is quite fickle. Your “friends” will like the shit you post online no matter how terrible, might never tell you. I get it, theres honesty, being rude or just being a bitch. Since it somewhere with an internet connection, even the toilet, people get the confidence to say some of the weirdest shit when shitting. But we have to adapt. It’s not like technology is going anywhere……yeah, apparently its not. This now is my avenue to air my depressing thoughts. Tough luck. I really don’t have to care what you say, since my friends no longer like my truth bombs. I always did start with a, “I don’t wanna hurt you…” but come on, what if his breath really did stink? I had to be a “friend” and tell him to stop kissing the toilet b…