Handouts Do Not Win in Lari Politics

A Political Satirical Play About Illusions, Losses, and the Education of Aspirants

Characters

Villager – Narrator; observant, amused, slightly cruel in honesty

Sober Larian – Speaks truth that arrives too early or too late

Chorus of Lari Residents – Loud, confident, contradictory

Gichuka Waithera – Calm, deliberate, experimenting with truth

Aspirant One – Rich at the beginning, confused at the end

Aspirant Two – Former leader, nostalgic and desperate

Aspirant Three – Loud spender, quiet loser

Handout Agent – Distributor of envelopes, hope, and illusion

ACT I – The Rule Everyone Knows

Scene 1: At Kimende Market in Lari


(The Chorus is animated. Money changes hands invisibly. Laughter. Noise.)

Chorus: No handout, no vote! No envelope, no leadership! This is Lari—let nobody pretend!

Villager: In Lari, democracy is not debated. It is priced. And the price is always negotiable—but never zero.

(Enter Aspirant One, handing out envelopes confidently.)

Aspirant One: This election is already decided.

Villager: Yes. It is always “already decided.” Until results are announced.

(Laughter from Chorus.)

ACT II – The Strange Candidate

Scene 1: Silence Where Noise Should Be


(A muddy Nyanduma road. No music. No crowd. No envelopes.)

(Enter Gichuka Waithera, walking calmly.)

Chorus: Where is the rally? Where are the handouts? Is he serious—or just poor?

Villager: Gichuka Waithera made a dangerous decision: He chose to run without buying attention.

Sober Larian: He is not running to win. He is running to disturb a habit.

Scene 2: A Conversation That Feels Wrong

(Gichuka speaks to a small group.)

Gichuka: What if leadership is not bought?

(Pause. The Chorus looks confused.)

Chorus: Then what would we eat?

Villager: You see the problem. In Lari, the question is never “Who will lead us?” It is “What will we eat first?”

ACT III – The Season of Spending

Scene 1: The Flood of Handouts


(Enter Handout Agent, moving rapidly between aspirants.)

Handout Agent: Distribute here! Increase there! Double the rate!

(Enter Aspirant Three, sweating.)

Aspirant Three: Add more! Add more! They must feel me!

Villager: And they did feel him. In their pockets. Not in their future.

Scene 2: The Former Leader Returns

(Enter Aspirant Two, dignified but desperate.)

Aspirant Two: I have served before. I deserve another chance.

Chorus: And another envelope!

Villager: Experience is respected in Lari. But only when it is accompanied by cash.

ACT IV – The Shock of Results

Scene 1: After the Election


(Silence. The Chorus gathers slowly.)

Villager: Then came the results— The great equalizer of confidence.

Aspirant One: (shocked) How did I lose?

Aspirant Three: (panicking) Where did the money go?

Aspirant Two: (defeated) Even my past could not save me?

Villager: Lari answered them the only way it knows: by surprising those who thought they understood it.

Scene 2: The Bankruptcy of Belief

(The Aspirants sit, exhausted.)

Villager: One became broke. Another became irrelevant. Another became a lesson.

Sober Larian: You thought handouts guaranteed victory. But Lari only guarantees one thing:
uncertainty.

ACT V – The Lesson Nobody Wants

Scene 1: Gichuka Reflects


(Gichuka stands alone. Calm.)

Gichuka: I did not win. But I have seen something dangerous.

Villager: Yes. He lost the election— but discovered the truth others paid millions to avoid.

Gichuka: You can give handouts… and still lose terribly.

(Pause.)

Scene 2: The Warning to Future Aspirants

(The Chorus gathers again, listening carefully.)

Sober Larian: Let this reach every ear: handouts are not victory. They are only noise before silence.

Villager: To those preparing for the next election— save your money, or spend it wisely on ideas. Because Lari people eats handouts… But do not always reward them.

Final Scene – The Irony of Lari

Chorus: (cheerfully) We accept handouts! We enjoy them! We celebrate them!

(Pause.)

Chorus: (calmly) But we still vote how we want.

Villager: And that is the mystery of Lari: a place where handouts are expected…Respected…Consumed…(Pause.) But not always obeyed.

Curtain falls.

Silence. Then faint laughter— Not from the aspirants…But from the voters.

David Waithera

David Waithera is a Writer · Author . Ethics Thinker · Moral Storyteller.

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