I am not asking for affirmative action.
We don’t want tokenism.
I just want to work in an industry that recognises women and an industry that looks beyond our curves and takes us seriously.
Today, I am going to speak my truth. I have, for a long time really tried to be likeable but likeable is boring... and too missionary.
But first, a little story. When I was growing up, there was nothing I wanted more than to become a journalist and a columnist. My father was a huge fan of Wahome Mutahi and I would watch him reduced to teary laughter as he read the Whispers column.
I could have been too young to understand Wahome (he died while I was in primary school) but that did not mean I was too young to dream. So it was no biggie when I finished high school and knew what I wanted to do in life. I was going to write.
And people were going to know me for my writing. I guess it is safe to say that I am sort of living a childhood dream. So, why am I unhappy? you ask.
The media are usually at the frontline advocating for women’s rights. Oh yes, we are very aggressive in covering women; we dedicate acres of newspaper space for special days like International Women’s Day, which, incidentally was marked this past week. We commission commentaries and stories about the under-representation of women in Parliament, we scream ourselves hoarse about the fact that there is not a single female elected governor or senator in Kenya.
Simply put, Kenya’s media are the number one feminist institution in the country. However, I use the word "feminist" advisedly, only to mean an institution that advocates for equal rights for men and women.