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NIRA Deployed a Linguistic Weapon.
Somewhere in Uganda, a @NIRA_Ug Registrar just dropped the mic - not with force, but with fluency. In one short video clip, she glided from English to Luganda, Lusoga, Runyankore, Alur, and Swahili like a United Nations interpreter on Red Bull. If there were language Olympics, Claire Ollama would be taking home gold… and still have enough breath to read the 7 o’clock news.
This isn’t just public communication - it’s public connection. At a time when access to services hinges on trust and clarity, Claire has redefined civic engagement armed with nothing but grace, charisma, and cultural fluency.
And let’s be clear: she’s not with the Police (though they could certainly borrow a page). She’s from the National Identification and Registration Authority - NIRA. Yes, the same institution we only talk about when we’ve lost our ID or fear our fingerprints have “disappeared.”
Whoever handles HR at NIRA: give this woman a raise, a medal, or at the very least a fuel allowance. Because if more public servants spoke to us like Claire, Ugandans might start lining up early just to be addressed with dignity.
Claire Ollama from Paidha, you didn’t just inform us - you translated trust. Kudos, Registrar. Uganda has heard you - loud, clear, and in six languages.
Watch the video. Then rewatch it. Then clap. #Uganda
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@rudende hehee.... you clearly didn't want any form of response from him - illogical or otherwise. Was likely going to be the former anyways, so well played.
Vamos, @RafaelNadal!
As you get ready to graduate from tennis, I’ve got a few things to share before I maybe get emotional.
Let’s start with the obvious: you beat me—a lot. More than I managed to beat you. You challenged me in ways no one else could. On clay, it felt like I was stepping into your backyard, and you made me work harder than I ever thought I could just to hold my ground. You made me reimagine my game—even going so far as to change the size of my racquet head, hoping for any edge.
I’m not a very superstitious person, but you took it to the next level. Your whole process. All those rituals. Assembling your water bottles like toy soldiers in formation, fixing your hair, adjusting your underwear... All of it with the highest intensity. Secretly, I kind of loved the whole thing. Because it was so unique—it was so you.
And you know what, Rafa, you made me enjoy the game even more.
OK, maybe not at first. After the 2004 Australian Open, I achieved the #1 ranking for the first time. I thought I was on top of the world. And I was—until two months later, when you walked on the court in Miami in your red sleeveless shirt, showing off those biceps, and you beat me convincingly. All that buzz I’d been hearing about you—about this amazing young player from Mallorca, a generational talent, probably going to win a major someday—it wasn’t just hype.
We were both at the start of our journey and it’s one we ended up taking together. Twenty years later, Rafa, I have to say: What an incredible run you’ve had. Including 14 French Opens—historic! You made Spain proud... you made the whole tennis world proud.
I keep thinking about the memories we’ve shared. Promoting the sport together. Playing that match on half-grass, half-clay. Breaking the all-time attendance record by playing in front of more than 50,000 fans in Cape Town, South Africa. Always cracking each other up. Wearing each other out on the court and then, sometimes, almost literally having to hold each other up during trophy ceremonies.
I’m still grateful you invited me to Mallorca to help launch the Rafa Nadal Academy in 2016. Actually, I kind of invited myself. I knew you were too polite to insist on me being there, but I didn’t want to miss it. You have always been a role model for kids around the world, and Mirka and I are so glad that our children have all trained at your academies. They had a blast and learned so much—like thousands of other young players. Although I always worried my kids would come home playing tennis as lefties.
And then there was London—the Laver Cup in 2022. My final match. It meant everything to me that you were there by my side—not as my rival but as my doubles partner. Sharing the court with you that night, and sharing those tears, will forever be one of the most special moments of my career.
Rafa, I know you’re focused on the last stretch of your epic career. We will talk when it’s done. For now, I just want to congratulate your family and team, who all played a massive role in your success. And I want you to know that your old friend is always cheering for you, and will be cheering just as loud for everything you do next.
Rafa that!
Best always, your fan,
Roger