TUKO KADI… Ama Tuko Kelele za Chura?
There’s a hashtag that’s been bouncing around our timelines for the past month. Tuko Kadi. It sounds bold. It sounds ready. It sounds like we, the youth of Kenya, have finally woken up. But after a long conversation with the very people on the ground—the IEBC youth agents sacrificing their time, their shoes, and their dignity to get us registered—I’m no longer sure what “Tuko Kadi” really means. Because the truth? It might just be a vibe. And a vibe doesn’t vote. Online, we’re generals. We retweet the civic education graphics. We quote “siasa ni namba.” We scream about bad leadership, unemployment, and the high cost of living. The algorithm loves us. But offline? I sat with five IEBC youth agents working 12-hour days under a makeshift tent. No transport reimbursement. No lunch allowance. No sign of the “enhanced program” funds they were promised weeks ago. Yet they still walk door-to-door, sweating in the sun, pleading with young people to just take five minutes and register. And what ...
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