Dedication
Author’s Note
The Bidding Begins
The Price of Power
The Brokers of Democracy
The Recycled Faces
The Church and the Auction Table
The Tribal Shares of Government
The Business of Promises
The County Auction
The Silent Losers: The People
The International Auction
The Awakening
When the Auction Fails
Reclaiming Our Stolen Gítithia
Dedication
To every voter who still believes that truth is stronger than fear, and to the silent many who are slowly finding their voice — this is your story, your pain, and your awakening.
Author’s Note
I wrote Government Auction out of the frustration and heartbreak of watching a people vote with hope, only to wake up to betrayal. I wanted to speak to every voter who still believes their ballot decides their destiny — to tell them, with painful honesty, that in our country, power is not chosen, it is traded.
Long before the songs of campaign season fill the air, before posters decorate walls and slogans stir emotion, the government-to-be is already auctioned in secret rooms. The seats of power are hawked to tribes, churches, businesses, and tycoons, each buying their share of the coming administration. By the time the voter steps into the polling booth, the deals are already sealed.
That is why every “new” government looks so familiar — why strange faces appear in high offices and old ones never truly leave. The aspirants are merchants, selling promises they cannot keep, bargaining away ministries, ambassadorships, and tenders in exchange for support. The auction does not end at State House; it continues in counties, parastatals, government agencies, and even consulates abroad.
What we call democracy has become a marketplace of deceit, where power belongs to those who can afford it, and the people are left with the illusion of choice. I wrote this book to strip that illusion bare — to wake us from the comfort of ignorance, and to remind us that until the auction ends, our votes will remain applause at a sale we never agreed to.
David Waithera
Government Auction
© 2025
