Victims of Wagalla massacre deserve compensation as well

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Let me begin with a confession: I am exhausted. Exhausted by a Kenyan presidency that treats justice like a discretionary budget line. Exhausted by a state that can find billions for the victims it chooses to see, but not a single shilling for those it spent decades trying to erase. And exhausted most of all by the silence of those who should know better.

President William Ruto has allocated  Sh2 billion to compensate victims of the recent protest-related violence. On its face, this is a necessary gesture. Young men and women were shot, abducted, and brutalised by security forces while exercising their constitutional right to demonstrate. Their pain is real. Their families deserve redress. I say this without qualification.

But here is the wound that festers beneath the headline, ignored by State House and the chattering class of Nairobi: The Wagalla Massacre remains unpaid for, unprosecuted, and unacknowledged as a crime against humanity.

Let me take you back. On February 10, 1984, a date seared into the memory of every Kenyan Somali, the Kenyan state unleashed hell on the Degodia and Garre communities of Wajir County. At Wagalla airstrip, thousands of men were rounded up under military orders.

They were stripped naked in the scorching heat, searched for weapons that did not exist, and then systematically executed over several days. Survivors, now elderly men with trembling voices, speak of soldiers laughing as they fired into packed hangars.

They speak of helicopters strafing fleeing men from the air. They speak of bodies left to rot under the sun, eaten by hyenas because the state refused to claim its dead.

Official estimates from the Truth, Justice and Reconciliation Commission (TJRC) report suggest 5,000 dead. Survivors and their descendants insist the number is closer to 10,000. But the true horror is not the arithmetic. The true horror is that no one has ever been held accountable.

Benson Kaaria, the former North Eastern Provincial Commissioner and last surviving mastermind of that atrocity, died last year aged 91 years. He never spent a single night in a cell. He never testified before a public tribunal. He never issued an apology. He retired with a full pension, aged in comfort, and died with his boots clean and his conscience-if he ever possessed one-utterly undisturbed.

He ordered the roundup. He signed the directives that sent hundreds of men to their graves. And the state rewarded him with a quiet death and a dignified burial.

Meanwhile, apart from the TJRC report-a document that cost taxpayers millions and was subsequently thrown into the parliamentary dustbin-no proper inquest has ever been conducted.

Not one prosecution. Not one exhumation of the mass graves that local elders can still point to. Not one official monument with the names of the dead. Not even a formal apology from any sitting president.

And now Ruto commits the same sin as his predecessors: The segregation of Kenyans into the valued and the unimportant.

Let me name this sin directly because subtlety has failed us. The presidency has decided that protest victims-largely urban, largely connected to digital activism, largely visible to international media and human rights cameras-deserve compensation. But the pastoralist men of Wagalla, murdered 40 years ago in a remote airstrip that no foreign journalist ever visited, are deemed historical noise.

Their descendants still live in internal displacement camps within their own ancestral lands. They still carry identity cards carrying vestiges of the old provincial administration system that marked them as second‑class citizens. They still beg for water and pasture while Nairobi politicians fly overhead in helicopters heading to political rallies.

This is not governance. This is a caste system dressed in constitutional clothing.

So let me be unequivocal: Ruto must rescind this segregationist approach immediately. If he does not, we will have no choice but to pursue legal action against him. The social contract is not a matter of presidential benevolence.

It exists in statutes, regulations, and binding international instruments that Kenya has ratified, including the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights. The State cannot pick and choose which massacre to compensate based on political convenience or ethnic arithmetic.

We cannot have a country where the Presidency wakes up each morning and decides what is right and what is wrong based on who voted for whom.

The social contract is not a suggestion. It is binding. It lives in our Constitution, our statutes, our regulations, and our collective conscience as a people who swore "never again" after Wagalla, after the post‑election violence, after every state murder we have chosen to forget.

Therefore, I call upon every political leader from North Eastern Kenya-and every leader of conscience from every corner of this nation-to avail resources to pursue the Wagalla Massacre compensation process. Not as a favour. Not as a tribal entitlement. Not as a bargaining chip in coalition negotiations. But as a constitutional obligation and a moral necessity.

If Ruto can find Sh2 billion for protest victims, he can find equal funds for Wagalla. If he can appoint a task force for police reforms, he can appoint a special tribunal with prosecutorial powers for the 1984 atrocities. If he can meet with Azimio leaders at State House, he can meet with the Wagalla survivors - those who still walk this earth with bullets inside their bodies and nightmares inside their heads.

Otherwise, let us call this what it is: A two‑tier justice system where the value of a Kenyan life depends entirely on the postcode of their suffering and the ethnicity of their face.

We will not accept that. Not in 2024. Not in any year under any president. The truth has been buried for 40 years. The dead have waited four decades for a whisper of acknowledgment. But the dead do not forget. And neither will we.