@DailyMonitor Oh, our dear president is going to serve his hungry citizens free "integration" for 18 years? I hope I can eat integration with kamulaali
On March 16, 1968, US troops were raping and massacring Vietnamese civilians including children and babies at My Lai.
Then an American helicopter pilot named Hugh Thompson Jr. saw what was happening β and decided he could not stand by.
Thompson was flying a reconnaissance mission in an OH-23 Raven with his two crewmen, Glenn Andreotta and Lawrence Colburn. Their job was to scout ahead of the ground troops and identify enemy positions.
But something was terribly wrong.
From the air, Thompson noticed bodies everywhere β women, children, infants and elderly people. There was virtually no return fire.
He marked wounded civilians with smoke so they could receive medical help.
But when he came back, he discovered that some of the people he had marked as wounded had been shot dead.
He watched a wounded Vietnamese woman lying on the ground. An American soldier approached her, prodded her with his foot β and shot her in the head.
Thompson was horrified.
He then saw a group of 12β15 Vietnamese women and children fleeing toward a bunker while American soldiers pursued them.
He landed his helicopter between the civilians and the soldiers.
Thompson confronted the Americans and ordered his crew to cover the civilians. He told his gunner, Lawrence Colburn, to train his M60 on the American troops and fire if they opened fire on the Vietnamese.
Think about that.
An American soldier had reached the point where he was willing to risk shooting fellow American soldiers to prevent them from committing more war crimes.
Thompson then helped get the civilians out of the bunker and called in other helicopters to evacuate them.
His crew helped rescue Vietnamese survivors and wounded children.
After returning to base, Thompson immediately reported what he had witnessed to his superiors.
Hugh and his men deserve to be remembered, not because they were American soldiers, but because they chose humanity when others had abandoned it.
While others were killing innocent people, these three Americans risked their lives to save them.
That is courage. That is humanity. This is Thompson Hugh Jr.
At the request of the illegal βHavat Maonβ settlers, Israeli forces detained five Palestinian children, aged 8β12, for gathering wild vegetables and flowers near the settlement.
"The children will grow up".
This was also the argument that Nazi officials gave, during the Nuremberg Trials, to justify why they had killed children during the Holocaust.
At this rate, @BalaamBarugahar will continue until he reaches the gates of Plot 1. What he is doing in broad daylight is not governance. It is mob justice dressed up as enforcement and, whether he realises it or not, it is mobilising civil resistance.
Such things often begin by looking simple, isolated and unserious. But that is precisely how mass movements begin. They start with small actions that appear easy to dismiss.
Societies are complex systems, and complex systems do not always change gradually. They can appear stable for a long time, cross an invisible threshold and then transform rapidly. What looks harmless today may soon become something the state can neither control nor contain.
Competent ministers build institutions and make them work. They ensure that health inspectors inspect health facilities, school inspectors inspect schools, engineers assess infrastructure, and investigators investigate wrongdoing. A minister who appoints himself the inspector of everything is not strengthening government. He is advertising its institutional collapse.
Uganda cannot be governed by one man crisscrossing the country in permanent raid mode. When does he sit down to perform the actual duties of a minister? No minister can ambush an entire country into competence.
Every spectacle may attract applause, but it is also a public confession of failure. Balaam is not merely exposing the incompetence of the officials he confronts. He is exposing the incompetence of the very government he represents.
There is song in Acholi by Otim Bosmic, the song is telling us Achoil to love our King the way other tribes love theirs
But watching what has happened to King Oyo makes me think differently. If you truly love your someone, that love shouldnβt disappear when they are gone
In Acholi, when we love, we love genuinely. When we donβt, we say it openly. We donβt believe in fake love...showing love when someone is alive and revealing a different side when they die, is very sad
Achoil let's love our Rwot
Such stories need to be shared more often because a large section of Ugandans do not believe this is what the North & later Teso went through for over 20 years. This disadvantage gave the others a head start in education, health, social economy & also explains the land issues.
@margretabwoyo2@margretabwoyo2 , I really pray that I one time get the opportunity to talk to you, on a one-to-one. The bravery of others, and ability to overcome the direst of situations, keeps me grounded and grateful.
@margretabwoyo2 Woah, once in awhile we would return for holidays to Gulu,when the violence would let up a bit, but the stories that I heard from the children at GUSCO, some even younger than me, good Lord!!