Today at Watoto Church-Bweyogerere, we held a thanksgiving service to commemorate the 33rd Coronation Anniversary of His Majesty Kabaka Ronald Muwenda Mutebi II.
We thank God for his leadership, and his firm voice regarding issues of Buganda and Uganda as a whole.
We pray for good health, wisdom, and blessings upon him.
Awangaale Ayi Ssabasajja Kabaka.
A perfectly natural process. He has a wife and likely daughters.
He is being paid for running the errand.
Why do you keep insulating and infantilizing men as if they don’t live in the same society as everyone else?
And when we finally build our homes, may we fetch considerate, kind neighbors. Would suck to struggle all these years only to end up with a neighbor who blasts full volume at 2 am.
Anybody who ever worked at the Daily Monitor, even as a student intern, sees reason and truth they can never unsee, even if they later join state media or NRM.
And anybody who ever belonged to the original FDC out of conviction can never unsee the truth.
Once FDC, always FDC.
Major cheat code in life: When every relationship ends the same way, when every boss is the problem, when every friend group eventually turns toxic, there's one common thread. And it's you. That's not an insult. That's the most useful information you'll ever get. Face it. Fix it.
This is exactly what I have been trying to tell you people. You have to live in this country knowing what it actually is. A dysfunctional country where almost everything is broken. Stop watching shows set in functional countries and deciding to take up the lifestyle of someone in Stockholm.
Please, do not start jogging on the Northern Bypass at 5AM because the woman in the Netflix series jogs at 5AM. Her country has lights, working police response, ambulances that arrive, and sections designed for human beings. Yours has potholes, darkness, and a government that will not miss you when you die.
In a dysfunctional country, security is not guaranteed and nobody will be held responsible for your death, even when keeping you alive was technically their job. So you have to build your own systems. You have to become your own safety plan. Move through life like the country is quietly working against you, because in many practical ways, it is.
Do not drive at 180 km/h, please. Not on the rotten roads, for obvious reasons, and not on the few decent ones either, because the moment something goes wrong, your odds of surviving are slim. The hospital without drugs is far, the ambulance does not have fuel and wait, even the doctors are on strike! Drive like the next vehicle on the road is a mad man under the influence, because honestly, more often than you think, it actually is.
Avoid getting sick. Sleep under a mosquito net. Take only boiled water. Wash your hands often. Take vitamins if you can afford them. You want to ask me why? Well, in this country, even a small illness can take you out because the health system is held together by prayers and a few overworked intern doctors and nurses. Please, do not gamble with your body.
When you go to party at night, leave with enough money for an Uber back home. Or just do not stay out too late too often. The streets after midnight in this city are not the streets you knew at noon. They belong to other people now and they are not too friendly.
When you have children, have a number you can realistically protect and provide for, even on your worst day. The argument of “I can afford” works perfectly in a country with safety nets. In ours, your ability to afford can vanish in a single week, with a single illness, a single political shift, a single bad season. It is not up to you but we seem to forget that many times.
Cheat the curse of this country. Do not give it easy openings. Live like you know exactly where you live. Live like the country has issued no promises and is keeping none. This is the wisdom you will need to survive an extra day.
It is genuinely sad that we keep losing young people like this. So much potential, so much warmth, gone because the basic conditions of a normal life are not available here. My condolences to you and to your friend’s family.
May the rest of us learn from this, painful as it is to admit that learning from death is now part of how we survive.
In the same way, people who are brutally honest are never brutally honest about praising you or being kind. It's always the bad stuff they have to say that they feel the inability to temper.
@mukholitrevor Why are you fixated on Mujuni? Why can't you find other people whose ideas align with yours and rhyme with them? Why is it him to owe you all that you demand of him?? Was he educated using your money? What is it exactly? 🤔
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