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Mr. President, Attached please find my Curriculum Vitae.

I am not applying for Public office, at least not now; I am kinda loving the private sector right now. But there seems to be some vacancies; or potential vacancies, how about you hold onto mine for a bit?

When Major General Hussein Ali was taken off his powerful commissioner of police job, the former Top Cop was handed the position of Post Master General, There was quite some ruffling of feathers within the country, I mean, from Police Commissioner to Post Master General. That’s quite the career shift.

I don’t think there is anything wrong with that, I mean how many pharmacists are now doing marketing?

Now, about Post Master General , For those who do not know what this means, once upon a time, there was a company fondly known as Posta, back in the day when letters were letters, and when I was a stamp collector during my hobby years. The Postal Corporation of Kenya was one of the Giants of this economy, with postal money transfers (then called postal orders), way before western Union set in and before the internet killed love letters.

I do not know if there is any training school for Post Master Generals, but this shuffling of Cabinet Ministers, not just in Kenya, but across Africa is our Achilles heel.

If we can appoint former accountants, economists (CFA preferred) as Finance Ministers, why can’t qualifications be the lens through which such appointments are made?

How many of our cabinet ministers actually have a background in administration and leadership? Should this not be a pre qualification for any Ministry?

We say our continent is rotting under bad leadership, surely if we do not get the basics right, how on earth are we getting out of this sack?

If the Private Sector has an opening, they select the best man for the job. Why then can’t we ran our countries like a business? After all, we are a business, in business to make a profit in one way or another?

One more time, Mr. President, attached please find my CV.

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  1. Beware the world is what it is and we are who we are! Our Achilles heel is born out of this

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