When the first whiff of the maize scandal drifted by me, I like every other Kenyan believed that something really unforgivable was underfoot. At a time when people had nothing to eat and had to resort to inedible flora for sustenance, any impropriety in connection with the country's staple would be atrocious indeed.
In my mind, I urged the media, the whistleblowers, the
courageous MPs to pursue the thing until we had everyone involved where we could
see and shoot them. Stealing bread out of the mouths of the poor and the
starving is murder in the name of commerce, deserving of the most condign
punishment yet writ in our law.
So I waited for all the information on the matter to trickle
in, and the Rogue's Gallery to assemble.
The wait wasn't to be long, for statements, implications,
accusations, facts, figures, lists, letters, notes, memoranda, insinuations,
and rumour flowed thick and fast. In the torrent of information I was, I
thought, able to discern the gist of it.
Despite
the harrowing famine raging in the country, the ministry of agriculture
and, specifically, the National Cereals and Produce Board, colluded with
unscrupulous traders to divert and steal maize from government stores and
sell it to millers, or, worse still, smuggle it to the Sudan.
The
scam had occasioned a loss of at least 200,000 bags of maize at NCPB.
The
scam was undertaken with the outright collusion or condonement of persons
at Cabinet level.
As a
result, although there had been maize, the government would not be able to
intervene and relieve starving citizens.
Briefly, these seemed to be the elements of the most recent
entry in our national Register of Atrocities By Kenyans Upon Kenyans. So I
psyched myself up to do a mega-rant about how those we trust to keep us safe
from the most painful of deprivations turn on us and themselves kill us. I was
going to talk about why no sane person should repose the slightest faith in
government, particularly that of the African
Republic of Kenya. I was going to lament how we
pay people handsomely to kill us when common robbers might be cheaper. I was
going to suggest that it is better to be a citizen of a failed state and have no
one to rely on, and therefore no one to blame, than to be a citizen failed by
the state. I was going to say that the Grand Coalition Government has brought
us nothing but grief since its conception and must be declared a National
Disaster.
I was so mad that I couldn't sit still at my computer to
peck out my discontent. I would have done it on Monday; the muse fled my thunderous
mind. I was similarly paralysed on Tuesday. On Wednesday, I watched the entire
drama in Parliament. I saw the debate, the histrionics, the most ridiculous
melodrama since Zangalewa. Yet I know that that is how our state is governed,
how we are led, and how we legislate, defend our sovereignty and generally act
for the just government of the people. In the parliamentary playground/nursery,
truth is often wrapped in a tisue of lies; rumour is the ore from which truth
is winnowed. I was patient.
Bonny Khalwale, the pugnacious member for Ikolomani held the
floor for quite a while. He spoke eloquently, embellishing his submissions with
colourful language and gestures. He liberally deployed what my communications
professor called semantic markers. He used his words to paint a grim picture of
nefarious ministers and associates heartlessly starving the poor. He fueled my
fury once more.
Somewhere along the way, I came to. Here was Mr. Khalwale,
talking of companies irregularly allocated maize. Here was he, with a list,
down from 3000 companies to 600. Here was he, mentioning people both in and out
of government. Here was he, going on about undeserving recipients of maize.
And I got thinking, "Wasn't this thing about 200,000 bags of
maize missing, stolen from the NCPB and diverted to Sudan by the minister, Ababu Namwamba, Joshua Kutuny, Caroli Omondi, Jackson Kibor and Fidel Odinga?
So how is it that today we are doing a pared down list of millers?"
The gap in relevance was suspicious. You see, Mr. Khalwale
sits on the Public Accounts Committee, a watchdog mandated with the prevention
of pilferage of public funds. Accordingly, he had sensationally reported that
the stolen 200,000 bags of maize were valued at Kshs. 600,000,000, a huge loss;
and a matter that falls in his remit. But now Khalwale was going on about the
ownership of companies ‘allocated' maize, and thus responsible for the famine
in the country.
Before I could get round the mass of words, points of order
and whatnot, there was Khalwale, now on a new mission, concerning an insurance
company, Indians and gunnybags. Totally at sea, I repaired to my desk for a
spot of thinking. My train of thought went as follows.
The outcry over the maize scandal resulted from allegations
of corruption in allocating maize meant for relief, by which the government had
suffered massive losses and had been rendered unable to feed its people.
Therefore, in Parliament, I expected Mr. Khalwale
to demonstrate that the Minister for Agriculture, by dint of selfish, corrupt,
devious and perverse actions, had enabled phantom millers and other unwashed
types to steal maize from NCPB. That, really, was all this scandal was about.
However, after weeks of hue and cry, names mentioned and
fingers pointed, he seemed to have casually abandoned the initial quest and
embarked on an egregious fishing expedition. Our valiant warrior's quest for
truth and accountability had quickly lost its initial target and began to wear
the suspicious visage of a trenchant fixation on the person of the minister for
agriculture. He has surrendered the enquiry into loss of maize and public funds
and gone into ‘deserving and undeserving' traders. He had blithely discarded
the enquiry into a theft, for histrionics concerning the identities of
shareholders in small businesses. He appeared to have forgotten that there were
hungry, angry people out there who really wanted to know if the minister for agriculture
was starving Kenyans, and wanted, in stead to entertain the country with
salacious stories of girlfriends and relatives and so forth. Thus were born
serious doubts in my head, and I began to ask questions, and to remember
information I had ignored for the scandal and sensation. And what I have learnt
does not make me very proud of myself, of Mr. Khalwale,
of the media and of our Parliamentary system. For I learnt the following.
The National Cereals and Produce Board is actually mandated
to deal commercially in maize and other produce. I have borrowed the relevant
section from kenyalaw.org and reproduce it verbatim as follows. The emphases
are mine, added for your ease of reference.
Powers of the Board.
Functions of the Board. Cap. 318. 4.(1) The functions of the
Board shall be -
(a) to regulate or to control the collection, movement,
storage, sale, purchase, transportation, marketing, processing, distribution,
importation, exportation, disposal and supply of maize, wheat and scheduled
agricultural produce;
(b) to buy, store, sell, import, export or otherwise acquire
and dispose of maize, wheat and scheduled agricultural produce in such manner,
such quantities and on such terms as it may, from time to time, deem necessary
to fulfill the requirements of producers and consumers in Kenya;
(c) to advise the Minister on the proper production of
maize, wheat and scheduled agricultural produce in relation to the needs of
Kenya, and the extent to which control over the exportation and importation of
maize, wheat or scheduled agricultural produce is desirable or necessary;
(d) to do any other act which is connected or incidental to
the foregoing.
(2) In fulfilling its functions, the Board shall comply with
any general or special directions which the Minister may give.
(3) Nothing in this Act shall prevent or prejudice the
appointment of the Board as an agent under section 14 of the Agriculture Act.
I also learnt that at any given time, the NCPB has a stock
of maize under relief, SGR and
commercial categories. SGR stands
for the Strategic Grain Reserve. I learnt that anyone is free to buy maize from
NCPB as long as he pays for it.
Therefore once the the minister for agriculture reported
that every bag of maize was paid for, Mr. Khalwale ought to have told us if
there was another issue to it, because he never once alleged that relief maize
was being sold. Since his issue was the disappearance of 200,000 bags of maize,
he ought to have shown that the minister was lying to the country, and not gone
into who owns what. As it turns out, all sorts of entities have been dealing in
maize with NCPB, including some well known to the first family.
But my learning was not over.
I learnt further that the allocation of maize out of NCPB
stocks was undertaken by the Cabinet sub-Committee on Food Security, chaired by
the member of parliament for Langata, who, although yet unpaid, is actually the
Prime Minister in addition. Said sub-committee has on its board the ministries
of Finance, Agriculture, Special Programmes, Office of the President, of the
Prime Minister and even Transport. Under the subcommittee lie the NCPB Trustees,
who act independently of the board and are empowered to authorize the sale of
maize held by NCPB. Ideally, therefore, it was neither logical nor reasonable
to single out the minister for agriculture and accuse him of corruptly
misappropriating maize, when such an allegation must necessarily incorporate a
similar indictment of the Prime Minister and at least three other ministers,
for the crime alleged could not have occurred without their abetment, complicity,
condonement or negligence.
Mr
Khalwale's crusade against the
minister for agriculture in light of this information began to look like an ad
hominem assault wholly unrelated to the plight now most unkindly punishing
Kenyans.
And that is a tragedy indeed. Because starving people have
been incited to hold the most vindictive view of a probably innocent person; because,
despite the sensation, there might be no maize scandal of the nature Mr. Khalwale made out; because, in the meantime,
reputations have been dented irreparably without prospect of redress, and
embarrassment, agony and distress occasioned on well-meaning people; because
the Press have been led to a scent, and await the spilling of blood, relying on
further disclosures by Mr Khalwale to make a kill; because a fragile country's
chronic wound is being poked with the red hot skewer of vendetta and calumny; because
the chairman of an important watchdog committee of parliament does not possess
the prudence to discern a hatchet job for implacable partisans from a genuine
matter of public interest; because Kenyans sided with Mr Khalwale on grounds
that they saw no possible reason for him to be lying, and that trust has been
defiled. And because we have not been ready for the truth for many reasons:
boring, politically inconvenient, materially unrewarding, not sufficiently
sensational, etc. And, finally, because, despite all appearances, we expected
more from parliament.
So, Mr Khalwale, it is time to set aside childish things and
get to the point: After all the time you've spent, all the questions you have
asked and the ministerial statements you have made, all the documents you have
read and all the words you have spoken, were 200,000 bags of maize lost from
NCPB? Did the NCPB lose even a cent in all the transactions involving sale of
maize? Were Ruto, Raila, Namwamba, Kutuny and others involved in a conspiracy
to steal maize from NCPB? Did the cabinet subcommittee on food security sleep
on its job to allow the conspiracy? How is the minister for agriculture
responsible for the famine in the country?
Because, once you have set aside childish things, you will
realize that the only possible outcomes in the sport you got yourself into are
two: you go down, or he goes down. Where we stand, we frankly do not care what
happens to either of you.