PRIEST DIED BEFORE HIS BIRTH!
This @ChurchofUganda_ priest can't be resting in peace with such a headstone!
He is at St Kivebulaya, Busukuma, Gayaza, where my Victoria is the Lay Priest.
Namirembe @BishopsVoice have the correct ink for Rev Tamusuza to rest in peace!
@Archbp_COU
Dudula 🇿🇦;
“We don't want to see you in this country after June 30th. I cannot guarantee your safety in this country after 30th June. Don't listen to the government or the police. Just go back to your country.”
— Leader of the March and March group Phakel tells an immigrant from Congo.
This is getting more serious!
UPDATE: State Minister for Finance, Hon. Henry Musasizi, has commissioned the UGX 3.160 Bn Ruhija Seed Secondary School. The project, funded through the UgIFT Seed Schools Programme with World Bank support, aims to improve access to quality education.
The emergence of Joshua Baraka on the music scene saved Ugandans from Eddy Kenzo’s kindergarten songs and boring lyrics. Do you agree that Baraka is the present and future of Ugandan music on the international stage?
#KJPolls
To those who laughed, mocked, and made sport of Cedric’s suffering may this moment sober your conscience.
It is now official Cedric has passed on. You can finally tick off your box of bitterness, celebrate in the echo chambers that cheered on his pain, and move on to scout your next victim. But ask yourself: at what cost??🤔
His only crime was being a friend to @mkainerugaba and the son of Capt. Francis Babu a principled @NRMOnline elder who has never hesitated to critique his own party when necessary. That connection alone made him a target for your political spite.🤦🏾♂️
Now, some of you might argue that we don’t show empathy when it’s “your own” suffering, perhaps citing the case of Eddie Mutwe. But I, for one, have always critiqued with conscience. Never have I wished death upon anyone. And if imprisonment or torture was truly the government’s intention for Eddie, let’s be honest he’d be long gone. But he is alive, with hopes of regaining freedom.
Now compare that to Cedric. Will he ever return to care for his children? Will he ever get the chance to sit beside his father again? What is left of him for the politics you claim to champion?
We must draw a line. Criticize. Debate. Disagree. But don’t bury your humanity in the process. When death becomes your punchline, you aren’t fighting for justice you’re burying it. May Cedric rest in peace. And may those who mocked him live long enough to question what exactly they’ve become.