At least everyone has watched the Spanish soap in which there is a lot of witchcraft, intrigue, hate, greed, and full-time romance. The drama is a juxtaposition of good and evil.

The Storm Ranch (the main trophy of contention in the drama) is believed to have been cursed a thousand times by a descendant of the Indian race. The curse is directed at the white race: every white person on The Storm Ranch is to go through such excruciating pain and humiliation; a pain that would eventually annihilate them from The Storm Ranch.

The curse is to avenge the savage visited on Red Indians (the original inhabitants of The Storm) by the white race- the latter raped, killed, abducted, maimed and enslaved the Red Indians. Finally love and peace prevail on The Storm; good triumphs over evil and everyone is happy again. There is no Red Indian. There is no White. Everyone is equal and the same. The curse is finally reversed.

Watching this drama (and I didn't miss any bit of it) sent me thinking about the goings-on in our Pearl of Africa, believing that maybe someone mischievous must have cursed our country. The spell must have been a permanent one- one that will take years of tears, pain, sorrow and sacrifice to reverse.

I plied through the maze of thoughts, stretching back to the days of the advent of people with "wings like butterflies" to the Dark Continent. Legend takes us back to the Gikuyu Seer who foretold of people flying on wings of butterflies, and who would finally occupy the African land and destroy all that Africa stood for. Going by the prophesy, the creatures on butterfly wings were the white men.

Could this mean that the white man was the genesis of the curse that has visited untold doom and gloom on the Dark Continent? Bringing it to our dear country, the style has been to blame the colonialists for each and every mess we go through. It is fashionable to say that the colonialists bequeathed to us poverty as, by the time of their departure, they had plundered our resources and ensured that we remain backward and enslaved.

Much as they did their good part of looting us, one would say that at least they left us with something to inherit. The colonialists left us with sound infrastructure and an economy to talk about. During the days of the colonialists, the East African shilling was at par with the British pound, and the prospects of East Africans were higher.

Enter the Africans themselves. The once new crop of African leaders has whirled a storm and continues to stir a storm to unfathomable proportions. Everywhere you turn, there seems to be a storm brewing. A storm here and a storm there.

We have had to contend with the mightiest of the storms: looting. Ours is the only country where it pays to loot and bleed the economy and bring it to its knees. The thieves plunge their gluttonous bellies in the public purse without any slightest regard to that wretched peasant who lies helpless on a hospital deathbed.

The storm manifests itself in all manner of brutalities- intimidation of dissenting views and opinions, undressing women on the streets by hounds in police uniform; flashing teargas, pepper spays and water cannons on peaceful demonstrators, and what have you. This is where the storm has brought us.

African rulers are of a type that shriek at their own shadows. They wouldn't tolerate any element that threatens their hold onto power. Consider the senile man to the east: he wasn't ready to call it quits at the time thousands of his subjects were falling to sword following a disputed election.

Another neighbour to the southwest has just won an election in which he contested against his own shadow. He had to torture and threaten serious challengers to his throne. His neighbour to the south is not any different. He contested unopposed following the exile of his main challenger. This is not to mention Zimbabwe's Bob who looks just like his face!

As the rulers continue to mess up this continent as a result of their insatiable lust for power, the amazing thing is that they never stop pointing an accusing finger at the colonialists and those other "idiots" that have long died.

Methinks it does not pay to point accusing fingers at people who have for long left us. The white man left us fifty years ago when we were safe and sound with nothing missing and nothing broken. All that we have managed to do, and did so well, is to turn this continent into a death dungeon. We have no shame to accuse even the dead of the nightmare we find ourselves in.

Let's face the glaring fact that African rulers are the worst thing that has happened to this continent. It is no secret that Africa is being ruled by agents of Lucifer who would pose around in tailor-made suits and executive jets.  They are here only to suck every bit of life from their subjects and leave them as dry as hard rock. They are The Storm. They are The Curse.

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