Dear Patience Rwabwogo Museveni, congratulations on your consecration as Bishop. You are, as far as I know and admittedly with little concern for your family's ecclesiastical inventory, the first person in the family to acquire such an honour, assuming that the title is not as cosmetic as your brother's rank of Army General. I must confess that I know little about theological hierarchies and the ecclesiastical arithmetic by which one ascends to such a title, so I cannot competently pronounce myself on the standards by which the mitre eventually landed on your head. But now that you are a Bishop, with that magnificent crozier in your hand and the mitre sitting authoritatively over your head, perhaps charity should begin at the State House Entebbe.
Can you use that shepherd's staff to beat away the demons of your father's rule over Ugandans? Can you use your newly acquired ecclesiastical authority to confront your brother's conduct towards fellow citizens? Many Ugandans have languished in prisons, torture chambers and basements. Others have disappeared. Others, like me, have been driven into exile without passports. Your brother has repeatedly taken to social media to boast about people in his basement. Many of these Ugandans committed no greater offence than criticising, opposing or challenging the government controlled by your family. Uganda has accumulated political prisoners, torture victims, exiles and disappeared citizens while your family continues accumulating titles. The country accumulates wounds while the First Family accumulates honorifics.
And what goes through your Christian conscience when you look at Kizza Besigye? This is the man who served as your father's personal doctor during the bush war. He used his medical knowledge to nurse your father. Now look at him. Whatever political quarrel your father has with this honorable man, what does Christianity tell his Bishop daughter when she sees a former physician of her father reduced to this condition in the custody of her father's criminal government? There is something grotesquely circular about a revolution whose doctor eventually becomes the prisoner of the patient he once treated.
That is what makes your consecration interesting beyond the church ceremony. Unless the Bishop's title has landed on a head unwilling to understand its moral burden, just as military stars can sometimes land on shoulders without importing the wisdom supposedly accompanying them, there is something magnificently absurd about producing a great General and a great Bishop from the same presidential household while the republic beneath them groans.
Your father is President. Your brother is a General and commander of the army. You are now a Bishop. Your mother has occupied high public office, including the Ministry of Education, although sometimes it is the politicians who appear most urgently in need of an education. Between the presidency, the military, Cabinet and now the pulpit, your family has accumulated enough jurisdiction to govern the living, command the armed, educate the ignorant and negotiate directly with heaven yet beneath this magnificent family curriculum vitae sits another Uganda, populated by political prisoners, torture victims, exiles, disappeared citizens, people living with HIV, corruption, malingering public servants and collapsing institutions. At some point, one is entitled to ask what all these splendid titles are for if nobody possessing them can confront wrongdoing within the household closest to power. A republic cannot survive indefinitely on the curious arrangement whereby one family collects offices while everybody else collects grievances.
A Bishop should recognise evil even when it shares her surname. Indeed, that may be the real examination attached to your new title. It is easy to preach against Satan when Satan is an abstraction conveniently residing somewhere outside the family compound. Any preacher can cast demons out of strangers. The serious test begins when the demons know your childhood nickname.
The crozier, then, cannot merely become a beautifully carved accessory for photographs while the shepherd averts her eyes from wounded members of the flock. If your episcopal office means anything beyond vestments, ceremony and another impressive family title, use its moral authority where moral courage will cost you something.
Congratulations again, Bishop Patience. You have the title, the mitre and the crozier. Begin the exorcism at home.
Rukirabachwezi
Lecturing at university demands the highest academic credentials of all jobs in Uganda. The nature of the work is also such that there are hardly any real breaks. But when it comes to payment, even those who only need S.6 are paid more than five times higher.
What logic informs remuneration in Uganda? Influence? Amount of work? Academic qualifications? Politics? Lobbying?
Absurd. Eight medical interns have been remanded to Luzira Prison over a peaceful demonstration on Parliamentary Avenue — charged with “causing danger and inconvenience to traffic.” Their real offence? Marching to demand deployment so they can treat the sick, and the allowances owed to them for doing so.
We must stop criminalizing peaceful protest. It is a human right, guaranteed under Article 29(1)(d) of our Constitution; and the natural, dignified response of a people to injustice.
A country that jails its young doctors for asking to serve has inverted every priority worth the name. Release them. Deploy them. Pay them.
If I ever send you this photo, it means I'll always be with you in your struggles. I'll walk with you even in your darkest days and will stand side by side with you to fight your battles.
Now that you’re all looking at my timeline for updates, let me use this chance to ask you kindly to retweet this shoe until it reaches the person in whose foot it fits!
FREE ALL POLITICAL PRISONERS!
Lost 9m!? Asked to deposit half of what was lost???! What does this mean?
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“Greetings Sir,
My name is Matende Timothy. I have seen you use your platform to address injustices and making the perpetrators uncomfortable.
I am reaching out to you for help. I kindly request you to use your X app platform to make this matter heavier as your reputation on this app and influence can make a change. A friend of mine who is nkuba kyeyo abroad lost 9 million when unknown people accessed the airtel money account on which he has been sending money. In three unauthorised transactions 9 million was gone. They have tried to reach out to airtel and police but the systems is only complicating it further. They aren't going to get any help. This is an inside job as even when they tried to reverse the transaction soon as possible thry couldn't. They have instead been told to deposit another 5 million on the very account before they can get help.
Kindly help a young hustling man get justice.
Thank you professor.
Attached are the screenshots of the conversations with the concerned people”
Museveni needs to forget about Amin who left power in 1979 and has been dead for 21 years - about half of Museveni’s reign - and concentrate on being the president of Uganda.
The comparisons between their reigns will be made by the people of Uganda when the time comes - as indeed it will. No amount of blowing his own trumpet - or ‘tooting his own horn’, as Trump loves to call it - will help.
People will judge them on their human rights records, democracy, rule of law, circumstances at the time of their presidency, and the economic condition of Ugandans.
Museveni does have one advantage though - unlike Ugandan presidents before him, he's ruled at time technology has reached a zenith never before seen with millions of cameras in hands and the internet able to record and preserve things happening far and wide. Sadly, that may also be a major disadvantage for him in the long run - today we can debate whether or not Obote said “A good Muganda is a dead one” and under what circumstances he said it if after all without a video of him saying to put the discussion to rest.
On the other hand, almost all public statements by Museveni are captured on camera and preserved by the internet for posterity…
In 1931, the colonial Uganda Railways extended the main line from Nakuru (Kenya) to Kampala. In 1956 they added the line from Kampala to Kasese and the first post-independence government extended the railway to Arua near the border with Zaïre in 1964. In 2024, 62 years after Independence, we are celebrating extending railway services from Kampala to Namanve to Mukono! And it’s just repair of a small part of the colonial one that we plundered and watched rot! No sense of shame
Happy birthday to the only CDF who could stand by his words. He denounced a cabinet position and retired from the army at a very tender age unlike today’s ’China town’ CDFs who write tweets that don’t last beyond 24hrs.
The President general of the ANT Party Gen. Mugisha Muntu today turns 66 years. A happy birthday to him.
With less than 24 hours to Monday, the US mission in Uganda is on high alert and shall not take the ultimatum lightly despite the fact that the orchestrator Gen. Muhoozi Kainerugaba couldn’t stand by his word and had the publication deleted off his X handle.
Speaking to KJ newsroom, a source at the embassy that asked not to be named says Washington was briefed about the situation and it was resolved that they wait for any ��invasion’ by the Ugandan army before taking any response.
However, odds have it that US ambassador William Popp is going nowhere till his bosses in Washington decide otherwise.
#KJNews
The plight for medical interns isn’t about unavailability of funds as some officials are saying. It all comes down to planning and financing priorities.
All we want is to do our mandatory internship and be able to practice medicine as well as advance our careers through various masters programs, this can’t happen without a practicing license.
How come medical graduates have to strike year after year over the same issues.
#DeployAllMedicalInterns
#deployallmedicalinterns
@GorrethNamugga@Thomas_Tayebwa@AnitahAmong@JudiciaryUG@MinofHealthUG@OPMUganda
Ramathan Ggobi analyses Premier league games more than he does to our national budget.
How do you have 164 billion for donations while Kampala is given 6 billion to fix roads.
Imagine they failed to deploy medical interns who only needed 18 billion.
RT. Honorable Speaker, @AnitahAmong, the issue is a lot deeper than creating special lanes for ambulances, which you might not be able to pull off in the first place.
The problem is our healthcare system isn’t set up to save Ugandans in case of cardiac emergencies.
If you (yourself) got a serious heart attack in Bukedea, ma’am, it’s highly likely that you too would die before proper medical intervention comes in. This shouldn’t be the case.
We shall expound on this later, ma’am. After the burial of Honorable Mateke.
May she rest in eternal peace.