Jackson Biko

1 week ago | businessdailyafrica.com | Jackson Biko

There was no reason to go to the bar, The Alchemist, recently. None at all. But I had had a haircut at the barbershop in the same complex on Parklands Road in Westlands, Nairobi and it was pouring down. I didn’t see myself running to my car outside and getting my scalp wet, so I decided to nip in and wait it out. It was coming to seven pm. I perched at the bar and ordered a hot dawa. The last time I stood at this bar was last year at a Coster Ojwang concert. It was inflamed.

2 weeks ago | businessdailyafrica.com | Jackson Biko

She didn't just like the games boys played—she liked how they played them: with spirit and vigour, with bruises and force, a sort of domination. As a little girl, she defied the expectations that society dictated for girls by playing football, basketball, and climbing trees. She swam, danced, and joined karate classes.

2 weeks ago | businessdailyafrica.com | Jackson Biko

I watched Amateur with my daughter over the Easter weekend. (Not worth watching on the big screen). After the movie, she said, “I have never seen a casino before, can we see one?” So I took her to the nearest one, BetKen Casino on Woodvale Grove. Upstairs I showed her the slot machines. The roulette tables. I got stares from the gamblers who must have thought a middle-aged fellow with a teenage-looking girl [She’s 17] in a crop top was a big gamble even for the seasoned of them.

3 weeks ago | businessdailyafrica.com | Jackson Biko

Up the sharp, winding ramp you drive and park on the fourth floor of a dour-looking Finance House.

4 weeks ago | businessdailyafrica.com | Jackson Biko

The media butchered his name. They wrote his name as Issack Hassan. “That’s not my name,” he says, “that’s my father’s name.” His grandfather was Hassan. His name is Ahmed. Ahmed son of Issack who was the son of Hassan; Ahmed Issack Hassan. So, the media has been writing about dead men. Even if you don’t know his name, you undoubtedly recognise his face.