It starts innocently enough. You open one link, then another as a result of the first, then a new tab as a result of something random you need to Google and four hours later you seated/lying at the same spot having accomplished so much yet so little. This vicious cycle is what led me to the “They must be some special kind of stupid” thoughts and consequently this post.
Before I go any further, please take note that this is all hearsay. Yes, it happened but it’s not a factual step by step series of events. Allegedly. That is the word we will use. The story, if you have not heard or read it yet, is about a nineteen year old girl. Moreen is the name they are using so I…we will assume that is her real name.
This beautiful young lady is laying in a morgue somewhere and the results of the postmortem are unknown to me for now. My heart goes out to the family and real friends.
It’s Friday night. Most campus students love the weekends. It’s a time to drink away their problems. I do not believe they…we have problems really. A single mother/father with kids, unpaid rent, no house help and barely enough to eat has problems. Campus students are just petty. We feel sorry for ourselves because the professor gave a random C.A.T or we don’t have enough of our parents hard earned money to throw away at a pizza joint everyday or the ‘evil’ lecturer gave a hard exam or we did not get the job we didn’t apply for…the list is endless. You know it and I know it. We get ‘stressed’ over things we have control over which is normal (but petty nonetheless) when what we should really do is grow some balls. I digress. So this campus girl and two of her pals get a ‘middle-aged wealthy’ man to take them clubbing. The guy who is being referred to as Jose is what is commonly known around as a human ATM. They drink away till around two am when Moreen starts complaining of a headache. Jose offers some meds which of course are not there with him but in his vehicle. He then proceeds to accompany this young girl to the said vehicle. An hour later, the friends decide it’s time to look for Moreen and go home. They call up their ATM and oh yeah have you like seen Moreen? They get to the car and what do you know? She is there with the guy. She is in the front passenger seat with the safety belt around her. So she is totally safe right? I mean, she was only gone for what, an hour? Nothing major could happen to her in a place full of drunks and all manner of people right? They are first driven to Ruiru where Moreen’s hostel is. They realize she is unconscious. They make the first smart decision of the night. They take her back with them to their room which is in K.U main campus. The stories differ at this point. One site says they wait a while, realize she is cold then call for the ambulance. The other claims they called the ambulance immediately. Bottom line is she is pronounced dead on arrival to the student clinic.
Is it something that could have been avoided? Yeah…yeah I know what some say “if it is your time to go then it is your time to go.” Take a minute and think of the parents…your parents. Would you want that for them, a mysterious death? We like to party. Yes. I know. There is nothing wrong with having a good time. Can we be responsible while at it? What kind of friends are we? Does our greed, females especially, blind us to reality?
Middle age is, according to Wikipedia, is the period of age beyond young adulthood but before the onset of old age. It’s roughly above 35. A 19 year old has no business being around such a man unless they are related (or married) especially in a club, at night with no survival skills. If you are going to drink, know your limit. Do not exceed it. If you do, be in a safe environment with people you trust. Is it really rocket science? Friends do not let friends drink and drive. Friends do not let friends walk out with middle aged men from a bar unless said friends are hookers or pimps. A real friend will take one for the team while out. She/he will drink less and stay sober enough to get the rest safely home. A real friend will drunkenly stagger to find their friend and make sure they are still around and alive. Friends look out for each other even when liquor is involved. I have had some pretty interesting random nights. The common denominator is a real friend looking out for me or vice-versa. Friends, intelligent friends, do not encourage you to whore yourself out.
Parents have a role to play in this too. Talk to your kids. It’s the 21st century for liquor’s sake! You might die a little on the inside from embarrassment but it sure beats buying a coffin and actually dying from heartbreak.
She might have died of natural causes. That does not trample the fact that they all behaved stupidly.
By Shiko Ngure
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