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The case of the sleep-hunger syndrome and how poor people put much effort to collectively remain poor

Again, frequent readers of my blog may have noticed that I have fallen into a bad habit of ensuring they are no longer frequent readers, by ensuring that there is nothing to be read frequently. You see, due to other engagements (non-marital at the moment) I have less time to do the blog. The problem is not the 'less time', which I assure you is quite enough to update several blogs daily. The main problem is the sleep-hunger syndrome.

To successfully blog, one must be fit and fully attentive, and this is hampered when one of Maslow's hierarchy of needs is not met. Of late, I have been having issues with especially 2 of Maslow's physiological needs which is common among people exhibiting the sleep-hunger syndrome. The sleep-hunger syndrome is a situation which starts by one feeling so hungry that they find it difficult to attend to any task. To solve the issue, one has to eat, and this then presents the next problem. After eating, the sufferer becomes so sleepy that again, they find it difficult to attend to any task. So the logic thing is to sleep, but after several hours sleep, the sufferer of the syndrome wakes up feeling hungry. This time round, after eating, they may be able to stay awake for a few hours to complete a few tasks. So frequent and unfrequent readers, that is the sleep syndrome, the main threat of the existence of this blog.

Before I soon go to sleep, let ,me inform you of one of the biggest challenges facing poor people. Poverty may a big challenge to a poor person, but another poor person is equally another challenge to this person. How, you may wonder. Looking around, and after some research, you will realize that poor people put some considerable effort to keep their fellow kinsmen in poverty.

The other weekend, just as I was walking around, some idiot Nairobi driver drove into the main road without looking out for other motorists. As fate would have it, a motorcycle rider and his passenger crashed into his side door, miraculously escaping injury. The idiot driver and the cyclist then got into an argument over who was to blame for the incident, which touts and other people idling by the road were glad to join in. After a loud multi-party argument, the verdict of the many parties was that the cyclist was in the wrong since he was speeding , and the driver was absolved of al blame. But that was not the end of the matter. Since the idiot driver lived close by, as he came back at the end of the day, he was obliged to "thank" the other parties who helped absolve him of blame with a small cash token. Meanwhile, the cyclist was to go sort out repairs and other costs on his own.

Frequent and infrequent readers (you do realize that 'unfrequent' used earlier is not a word in any language), that is just a simple case of many instances in the world, where a poor person been oppressed by a well-to-do earthling will have his fellow kinsmen backing the wealthier party irrespective of the circumstances.

Justice remains elusive, as the poor fight themselves for a few favours from a well-to-do earthling rather than for the welfare of all. And don't even get me started on the Kenyan Post Election violence on why the poor fought each other and still have no results to show for it.

Fight for my justice, I pay well.

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