Changing Majors

“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.” -Allan Watts

The sleeper must awaken, and for that to happen, change is inevitable. Without change, something sleeps inside of us and it seldom awakens until forced. Change is difficult, because it usually means giving up comfort, routines, habits, beliefs, and sometime friends. But as hard as it is, life gets to a point where we have to move on if we want to keep the wheel of progress rolling, no matter what we have to leave behind.

In the last few months, especially for Kenyans who live in diaspora, life has been a sad affair. The lives of young, promising Kenyans have been stolen from us, their communities, their families, and the world by the unforgiving hand of death. Death is inevitable and no one wants to die. Even for those of us who hope to enter into heaven, it is very difficult to mourn and come to terms with loss when death occurs as a result of things that we could have changed, but we never paid attention to them and ignored them for too long.

It’s time that we change our major, especially Kenyans, wherever we are scattered on this globe. For the longest time, alcohol consumption has been our major, for no one in the world can drown a glass of beer better than us. But as it is with everything else, the dangers and losses associated with our drinking are hard to ignore. No way am I suggesting that we quit drinking. Because I personally believe alcohol is great, but what I am advocating is self-control in regards to how much we partake and what we do after we drink.

Here in the US where I live, I personally know many people who have either been maimed for life, career cut short, dreams become impossible to achieve, families torn apart, and even death occurred after someone decided to get behind the wheel of a car when they have taken one too many for the road. The lucky ones get pulled over by the cops, which marks the end of their dreams because the costs of DUI’s are astronomical. The not so lucky ones end up dead or maimed permanently.

It’s high time that we as Kenyans change our major. It’s time we adapt the DD (designated driver) plan, taxis, or even simply drink at home. It’s not worth it to end up dead or end up paying Uncle Sam thousands of dollars whereas we could have paid ten or twenty dollars for a cab to take us home. The idea that we can drive even after a single bottle of Corona has to be buried in the deepest and nearest grave possible. Also, it’s high time we become our brothers keepers. We should always do whatever possible, even if it’s dragging a brother out of his car, rather than just watch and let him drive drunk. Better to face an angry drunk than end up meeting in their quarters the following day, mourning or raising money to pay for their hospital bills or to bail them out of jail.

Next time you find yourself enjoying a drink, make sure you have the means to get yourself home safely. If you see a brother attempting to drive home drunk, don’t let them, because it might end up saving a life and your hard earned dollars.

Be in control my friend, don’t let liquor be.


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