Propaganda can be defined as the deliberate manipulation of information in order to influence public opinion so as to meet a desired outcome. A majority of governments and institutions have relied on this age-old practice to sway public opinion, create smoke screens, obfuscate and even at times pacify the masses. The holders of this position are usually the charismatic, outgoing and persuasive sell-ice-to-an-eskimo type. Joseph Goebbels was one, and he practiced his trade to perfection. Back home we have our own.
They come in all shapes, colors, sizes and from many different geographies. They have spanned virtually all administrations. Their mission is plain and simple; sow the seeds of confusion which will eventually germinate into public confusion, argument and discord. By then their mission is complete and they exit the scene sometimes in a rather dramatic way.
You might want to rethink the Artur saga, the one that worked so well that it was in a subtle way repeated to the feckless goyim again this year. Think about it; who in their right mind steals a state-of-the-art, very conspicupus, trackable motor vehicle that's part of a presidential motorcade? What kind of gutsy imbecile confronts an armed police officer to carjack him and make away with the car he is driving? We know that Kenyan goons have an insatiable proclivity for Japanese vehicles, not the ones made by "ze Germans."
The conclusion of this charade would suggest it was orchestrated by an amateur, further buttressing the argument that it was not a real robbery.
Nevertheless, always with a penchant for salacious, dramatic and spicy stories, the populace either totally missed the real events unfolding in the background, or significantly paid less attention. The car was recovered; we returned to our drab lives; those who sell "unga" closed another billion shilling deal!
Our ears and eyes are now glued to the dramatics at the County Governments; we are on to our next "high", like the dope fiends who survive from one shot to the next. The bosses know we can' t do without our dose and they happily help us shoot up whenever it serves their interests. Let us stop this. Let us read between the lines; see what is going on behind-the-scenes; lets learn this "Art of war" tactic of diversion lest we overdose on something that will suck the life out of our emaciated, scrawny carcasses.
After all, hii pesa sio ya mamako huh!
