Today's Kenyan song, Tuesday 15 December, is a daily habit that we in Italy are losing and that in Africa still resists, despite the explosion of technology and the propaganda that attaching oneself to a mobile phone for everything is economically convenient.
This should impress those who have always been poor. But there are pleasures that are worth much more than a simple gesture. 
One of these is reading the newspaper.
Reading the paper has remained a privilege of the elderly or, at most, of a few commuters, as well as of 'insiders'. They used to leaf through it in a hurry at the bar, before the pandemic removed them along with everything else, but nothing more.
In Kenya, on the other hand, in front of the local bars and by the roadside, in the shade of large leafy plants and at the barber's shop, as in our seventies, this pleasure endures.
Because it is a pleasure! First of all, reading the newspaper means having the time to do it, and that is freedom. 
Then it means still being able to choose, to go in-depth, to follow changes and logics (even perverse ones, why not) in episodes, to analyse our present in order to imagine the future. Even those who do not know and do not think that daily life is all these things, are unconsciously doing so. 
In Kenya, the Daily Nation and the Standard, the two most widely read, cost 50 shillings. Like a decent lunch. And like the pleasure of a plate of rice and beans, you can share it with a person with whom you can have a chat.
Reading, comparing, sharing. There are many songs of everyday pleasures that are losing their voice here.