I WILL EVENTUALLY LEAVE KAMPALA BECAUSE OF NOISE & THE CIVIC COLLAPSE OF ITS DWELLERS *Long Read*
Readers of this TL might recall that I have lamented noise pollution in Kampala for years!
I therefore speak of leaving not casually, and not emotionally, but as a sober conclusion reached after years of living in a city that has steadily lost the capacity to regulate itself.
Living with a heightened sensitivity to noise, Kampala generally, and my own neighbourhood specifically, has become an environment of constant sensory assault.
New Year’s Day is merely the worst of many predictable days when the city dissolves into unrestrained chaos. Police has mercifully just stopped the latest noise assault of my noisy neighbors. Yet in the distance I can hear noise at bars in Najjera and Kira. I am writing this as a way of coping with the fact that I am unable to sleep because of the noise. My head throbs.
Anyway, what is often described as “noise” is in fact only the most audible symptom of a deeper malaise. Kampala’s disorder is not accidental, temporary, or even primarily infrastructural.
It is cultural, civic, and attitudinal. Roads, waste, public space, and sound are treated not as shared goods requiring restraint, but as territories for individual assertion. The result is a city that grows louder, dirtier, and more ungovernable with each passing year.
At the core of this dysfunction is a failure to internalise what city life requires. Urban living demands habits that go beyond language or formal education: respect for strangers, an understanding of limits, the discipline to restrain oneself in shared spaces, and an acceptance that one’s freedoms are bounded by the presence of others.
Like my friend @TimKalyegira continues to say all these years, Kampala has urbanised demographically, but not civically. Many of its residents despite speaking English and navigating modern systems remain psychologically unequipped for a modern urban life.
The uncomfortable truth is that the vast majority of Kampala dwellers suffer from that hapless, unformed, clumsy and clueless “Nakawunde” phenomenon we used to call “maalo”
Common day examples would include things like; parking on the pavement, littering, jumping queues, not following traffic lights, think of the Nolywood comedy Usuofia in London!
While I still lived at Sunset Apartments, I saw a resident keep a live goat somewhere on the 3rd Floor for weeks! I say nothing of live chickens because that was fairly common. One random morning you may rudely awakened to a crowing Cock.
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Passengers flying first class on British Airways’ Boeing 747s have expressed concerns about a redesign that includes windows in some lavatories. One woman traveling to New York voiced her discomfort over the lack of blinds. A stewardess reportedly responded, “Madam, if someone is clinging to the side of this aircraft at 35,000 feet, they’ve earned the view.
🗣️ Former LA Galaxy CEO Dennis te Kloese on not renewing Zlatan's contract:
"I had to tell him because no one else dared to.
I called him into my office, and I told him we weren't going to renew his contract, to which Zlatan said: 'That's where you're wrong, I'm not going to renew my contract.'"
From sitting on the sidelines to running with friends!
With a 3D-printed below-knee socket, this little one can walk, play, and dream big. Your steps in the #CoRSUWalk2025 will help more children experience the same joy.
#WalkForChange
Was getting the tube back from a fancy dress party. 6am, hadn't slept, was dressed as a Catholic priest. Woman came up to me and asked me to pray for her. Muttered some made up Latin. Think I got away with it.