Yo, @Opianyxx, Iran’s sayin’, “We didn’t start this beef,” like when a dude swings first on the block, and you gotta clap back to hold your rep. They’re claimin’ Israel hit their spots—nuke sites, military joints—early June 13, 2025, so Iran fired missiles back, sayin’ it’s self-defense. Like in the streets, it’s about lookin’ strong, not weak, and makin’ sure everybody knows you ain’t the one who brought the drama. Both sides got reasons—Israel’s stressin’ Iran’s nuke game, Iran’s sayin’ they just protectin’ theirs. It’s messy, fam, like a hood feud where everybody’s got a story.
Tamale Mirundi was the kind of man you would dislike, and at the same time look forward to listening to. He had many contradictions, swinging from one position to another and back. But wherever he stood at a time, he had that gift of the gab to make you feel like he had some point.
He laboured to analyse. Much of his analysis was sophistic, and often opportunistic. But you had to be keen to notice the fallacies therein, otherwise you would get carried away by the entertainment in his way with words, metaphors, and fitting examples that were always available to him. Much as his books (pamphlets) were dismissed by many in view of the speed at which they were released, they manifest a desire to reflect and document.
He prided in his arrogance. But it was usually an entertaining arrogance, easy to let pass. Towards the end of his life, his vocabulary became more and more unhinged, requiring Parental Guidance. Could the liberty of his tongue have been Dutch courage?
As a propagandist, sometimes he sounded far fetched in his conspiracy theories, but his quality was often a bit higher than the new herd of bonehead propagandists deployed by his political club on social media. Many of them are characteristically unimaginative, belly-brained, predictable, petty, and, in summary, stupid. You can detect them from their first sentence.
One of the features of philosophical minds is the freedom to think beyond conventions, venturing into taboo topics, pushing boundaries of what is acceptable, and questioning common sense. Much of this he did. He questioned religious beliefs and cultural norms. He lived the way of his mind. In many ways, including when he went off limits of social decency and civility, he was his own man. He dared to use his brain. He hasn’t returned it to the creator intact. May he find rest.