Artistic Honesty
What does it mean to truly name something “good”?
When is “fair” not enough?
When does “bad” demand we speak, even among friends?
If we trade truth for comfort—praising the mediocre, softening blows—what do we lose?
The audience may never confront us… but their silence echoes in empty theaters. Their remotes click. Their screens go dark.
Are we brave enough to listen?
Financial Honesty
Ulilipwa ngapi?
Nililipwa poa.
But what hides behind these quiet exchanges? When contracts bury numbers in shadows, when paychecks are whispered like state secrets— who gains?
If fear keeps us silent, how will exploitation ever end?
A Choice
We cling to NDAs, guarding truths as if they’re weapons against us.
But what if the real weapon is light?
What if transparency—raw, unflinching—could break the cycle?
The question lingers: How long will we stay complicit in the dark?
🖊️ Kutswahfreddie