Let’s be clear — Rigathi Gachagua found the entire nation already in opposition. The Gen Zs had done the heavy lifting long before he showed up. They bled, they marched, and some even paid the ultimate price for the soul of this nation — while Gachagua was still dining comfortably in government corridors, defending the very regime that brutalized them. Lest we forget, he supported the Finance Bill 2024 and even applauded MPs for “burning midnight oil” to pass it.
When he was finally impeached, he didn’t join the people as a revolutionary — he arrived as a political refugee, seeking relevance. What he found was a vibrant, issue-based movement and what he did was hijack it. The Gen Zs were talking about policy, accountability, integrity, and the cost of living. Gachagua came talking about tribes, enemies, and imaginary betrayals. He turned a people’s revolution into a personal therapy session, injecting it with bitterness, division, and old-school tribal rhetoric.
And this tired narrative of “I made presidents” — really? The last time anyone checked, William Ruto would have still won even if he had picked a wheelbarrow as his running mate. Ruto was the engine behind three of Uhuru’s wins; Gachagua was just another passenger. The idea that he possesses a political Midas touch is pure comedy.
The problem with the green wheelbarrow politics is that it keeps mistaking noise for movement. It’s high time the green brigade stopped treating Kenyans like political luggage to be ferried from one deception to another — much like the Wamunyoro Women Choir that was dragged from rally to rally, singing blasphemous campaign tunes.
