There are kids in pink and kids in green and politicians in dark suits, who are taking a seat in armchairs in front of me in the VIP tent. The loudspeaker now whistles only intermittently, and one after another kids in pink and kids in green dance. Then they commence with the speeches. They speak in Sheng, so I understand some of it. Namely, that the grandmother of one politician had cultivated bananas but also oranges, and what’s the problem with either oranges or bananas? Next to me, Patrick is becoming increasingly nervous, because essentially there is an agreement between the UN and Kenya that UN events are not to be used for political agitation. And that they’re crazy, that they never abide, and are continue doing it, again and again. Banana means ‚Yes‘, and oranges means ‚No‘, or, like Crispin said, it’s about the orange revolution in a banana state, and whether or not they recognize the newly rewritten constitution. It’s about the referendum that’s soon supposed to take place.