I love this joke @doti!

Well said; Westgate and its aftermath is a fertile cancerous ground for prejudice. In borrowed words of wiser men...

Prejudice is a learned trait. You're not born prejudiced; you're taught it.
Charles R. Swindoll
The less secure a man is, the more likely he is to have extreme prejudice.
Clint Eastwood

Yet we must aspire...
The republic I fell in love with, the republic I risked my life to defend, the values I hold dear, the integrity that we all share - these do not know prejudice and they do not accept partiality.
Allen West

Because what goes around comes around
It is no coincidence that the growth of modern tyrants has in every case been heralded by the growth of prejudice.
Henry A. Wallace

where's tycho when when we need him?

Trustworthy - in business - I concur. Does that have anything to do with the consequences of violation of trust? Whatever the reason, this is an area they doing well in. I'll check out the movie.

I had this childhood friend called Hussein. He was a 'waria'. One day as we were playing, I realized that I was hungry, and it was lunch time. Because there was some matoke in the house I decided to invite my friend for lunch.

'No. No.' He said.

'But it's only food'.

'No. No.'

I decided to go ahead and eat. Our kitchen window was facing where we were playing so I took my dish and went to the window.

I was about to ask my friend whether he was still not eating, when I saw a dark blue figure throwing dirt on my matoke.

I was very surprised. I kept asking myself what had happened, and no answer came into my mind. But I stopped trusting my friend. And he knew it. And for a long time I came to distrust the 'walalos'. I never even wanted to play on the same team with them. And every time I looked they confirmed my suspicions.

But one day, I was in a situation and got into despair. I was also very hungry. And it was dark. I realized that it was a good time to die. I must have been thinking of Sartre. These dark thoughts didn't last long before this 'walalo' came and gave me hope, and light, and food. That night I realized that the Man had actually taken time to think of me, and I had never spared him a thought. I thought about him for the first time, and realized how he was a compassionate Man, moved not by wealth, or fame.

That's when I began to see how mistaken I was about the nature of Man. We are all the same. We are all 'hustlers' even in the depth of our hearts.

None of us is even 99% clean; and I'd not expect anyone to be 99% clean. What I'd expect is a whole hearted and loving commitment to being 99% clean. Then you'll have no fear. And no 'walalo' will threaten you. Al Shabaab won't even exist.

Meanwhile, let's not be nettled by our 42 goggles. Legend in the ghettos have tales of 42 brothers who have performed daring robberies and exploits. We can also be 42 and do exploits.