As a transitional justice expert, I’m familiar with this kind of silence. It’s not that people can’t see what’s wrong, no. it’s the deep pain they’re carrying that keeps them quiet. It’s easy to mistake that silence for peace, but it’s not. It’s tension building beneath the surface. Then one day, something seemingly small, like the price of bread going up triggers an explosion. That’s how dangerous years of bottled-up anger can be. The English call it “the calm before the storm.” Ate awo babera tebakyafugika.