Judging the Judge
‘All rise,’ ordered the Clerk of Court, as in swept the Judge
Mutunga, latest star of our entertaining judiciary. ‘Today,’ intoned the
Clerk, ‘we return to the case of DBZ vs Mr Red Miimba. I call upon Mr Miimba to return to the witness box.’
‘Mr Miimba,’ said the judge, ‘Disbursing
Billions of Zillions, trading as DBZ, is suing you in your capacity as a
director of Postmortem Tours. DBZ is demanding the return of the twenty billion
pin which they made the mistake of lending to you. What do you have to say for
yourself before I pass judgement?’
‘M’Lord,’ replied Miimba wearily, ‘this is
well known to be a politically motivated case. As the manager of DBZ, Mr
Dubious Brainless Zombie has already explained to this court that the loan was
to support the Postmortem Bus Tours of Monstrous Mansions in New Kasama. These
tours were organized so that ordinary citizens could see how their tax money
had been squandered and misappropiated by the previous government. This was
part of the Fight Against Corruption.’
‘Mr Miimba,’ said the judge sternly, ‘I am
not interested in whether your bus tours were to New Kasama or Timbuktu. But I
am interested in how you were lent twenty billion pin when you were notoriously
insolvent and owed money all around town.’
‘M’Lord, the government backed the loan
because my tours were exposing corruption.’
‘Hmmm,’ murmered the judge. ‘But if this
corrupt loan was such an important part of the Fight Against Corruption, then
why did DBZ suddenly call in the loan? Was this an unexpected sign that the
Fight Against Corruption had begun to succeed?’
‘A new government came in,’ explained
Miimba. ‘And the new government immediately started the Fight Against the Fight
Against Corruption, and realized that I was now part of the Fight Against the
Fight against the Fight Against Corruption. So DBZ called in the loan because
they had to follow instructions from the new government.’
‘So DBZ brought you to court to get their
money back?’
‘Yes, M’Lord.’
‘Was that really because the loan was
corruptly obtained?’
‘Certainly not, M’Lord. That could not
possibly have been the case, because the government’s new Fight Against the
Fight Against Corruption was in support of corruption.’
‘But why didn’t you just repay the loan?’
wondered the judge.
‘It was a matter of principle,’ explained
Miimba. ‘From the outset it was understood that this money was just a grant for
our good work, and only described as a loan for accounting purposes. Therefore
the demand for repayment was obviously being made in bad faith.’
‘I put it to you,’ said the judge, ‘that DBZ
stole this money from the people, and you were stealing it from DBZ, and this
was understood on both sides.’
‘Exactly,’ agreed Miimba. ‘I quite agree
that if one thief lends money to another thief, the second thief should perhaps
be open to the accusation of receiving stolen property. But I should not need
to remind Your Lordship that no such charge is before this court, and you would
do well to concentrate your mind on the actual matter in hand.’
‘It seems to me,’ retorted the judge, ‘that
despite all your claims of political machinations, the simple truth of the
matter is that you borrowed twenty billion pin and you should repay it. What do
you say about that?’
‘I would warn you to be careful,’ said
Miimba ominously. ‘The previous judge in this case was about to rule in my
favour, and see what happened to him!’
‘What do you mean?’ laughed the judge.
‘Don’t you want me to rule in your favour? Anyway, I wasn’t thinking of doing
so!’
‘You don’t seem to understand the political
predicament of the judiciary, or the danger of your own position’ replied
Miimba. ‘The last judge failed to understand that the government wanted a
judgment against me, so when they saw that he was about to rule in my favour,
he was recused.’
‘Nonsense,’ said Judge Mutanga, ‘a judge
cannot be recused, he can only recuse himself.’
‘Well,’ said Miimba, ‘maybe he was infused or excused or just confused,
but he certainly had to leave in a hurry. That’s why you were suddenly
allocated this case.’
‘Oh good,’ said the judge, ‘so if I rule
against you, I shall be doing the right thing!’
‘Don’t you understand anything?’ sneered
Miimba. ‘The government has changed since then, the Fight Against Corruption
has resumed, and the people in government are all my friends again. So I am
just giving you a friendly warning that if you rule against me, you are putting
yourself in a fix.’
‘Well,’ said the judge, ‘The law says that
if you borrow money you should repay it. So I order you to do so.’
Two days later the TV evening news
included the following item: ‘High Court Judge Mutanga has been arrested
and charged for stealing a pencil from Shoprite. ACC Spokesperson has revealed
that, after the judge’s home and office were searched for twenty-four hours,
investigating officers found the pencil concealed in a desk draw, and Judge
Mutanga could not produce a valid receipt to justify his possession of the item
suspected to have been stolen. The charge is further aggravated by the
suspicion that this allegedly stolen pencil is the very one used by another
judge when he was forced to recuse himself. Police bond has been refused on
suspicion that the judge could easily repeat the same offence if allowed out of
custody.’
Fwaka kalaki...interest story.i once thot u were no morem,u took long to update.welldone
ReplyDeleteMy dear kalaki, this is a wonderful piece of work. You are an asset we can not afford to loose. You are all we need for our reporting, national and political vibration, at least in this era.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
Brilliant Kalaki, disappointed with the ending though. I was hoping you would describe the press conference by Cycle Mata where the judge is suspended.
ReplyDeleteu r good man but wat happened on labour day?we were waiting 4 a very good one bt we waited in vain.
ReplyDeletemet kalaki at zanaco today and he told me where he was hibernating.good to find u here kalaki.the fun begins now
ReplyDeleteHow i wish this article could be published in our Paper that digs deeper. Long live Awisi Juma! May God grant you many more years on this earth, here in Bamzia so that you continue cracking dem ribs.
ReplyDeleteHere goes the fearless Kalaki, long live.
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