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2017, a year of tribulations and a new re-awakening

Every year comes with its challenges and opportunities.   When a year comes to an end, we tend to remember the last moments more. Many highs, many lows; but for Uganda the dying moments of 2017 could easily qualify as dampening.   I will tell you why I think so, in a moment; but first, let’s toast to the opportunities well seized as well as the challenges encountered.   Challenges are our best friends; they teach us lessons to be better people. As we toast to a New Year, let’s celebrate life, let’s commiserate with those who lost their dear ones. At a more professional level, it is just right and fitting that we empathize with our media friends whose resolve to keep Ugandans informed could have either landed them in jail or left them physically and emotionally bruised.   Let’s salute the men and women in leadership positions who stood with Uganda amidst the murky political torrents.   As we party away a year of scars, wounds, healing and successes, let’s also remember to toas

Uganda’s steady progress to life presidency; the rough and tumble begins

It is with deep concern that the plan to amend article 102(b) of the 1995 Constitution to remove the 75 years age-limit for one to run for presidency is no longer diversionary or idle talk – as has been branded before.   It is real. Now that the Bill is reported to have been gazetted, it is official that Uganda is now hurtling towards establishing a life presidency.   Every word in defence of the removal of the age limit rings hollow; as all we know it is intended to safeguard just an individual in power.   Not only is it wrong to legislate for a single individual, it places our fragile democratic path on the edge of a cliff.   In fact, it borders on the personalization of not only the Constitution but also the state. Limitations on the tenure and age were inserted in the 1995 Constitution to guarantee organized transition at Presidential level – especially given the history that Uganda has never enjoyed a smooth transition from one leader to another. In 2005, Parliam

Flying must be made a lot safer than it was yesterday

It was one of those hustle-free flights, where you don’t get the airline ground staff announcing ‘a delay’ or an ‘overbooking’ or one of those wacky things that gets your journey starting on the wrong footing.  The cabin crew welcomed the passengers pleasantly – the flight captain actually stood at the entry of the aircraft to receive passengers.  It was certainly ‘the warm South African welcome’ aboard the 15:20 SA 161 flight from Entebbe (Uganda) to O.R Tambo (South Africa) over a month ago on 13 th  March 2017. Aboard, the crew unceasingly kept passengers posted on every flight detail.  I am sure flight regulation and protocols require the crew to do just exactly that.  The only distinguishing feature here is that the updates always came with an extra tinge of detail – which occasionally prompted a little mirth from those on board.  At one point, the flight crew apologized for not being able to serve tea and coffee on board, attracting a chorus of laughter from travelers – it

The new EC may have passed the first practical test, but will it keep the steam?

My two cents; kudos to the EC for a well-organized election in Aruu North Constituency last week. Time check: Thursday 6th April, 4:00am and the polling materials were already being dispatched from the Pader EC office to the seven (7) Sub counties of Aruu North. And this was after a detailed pre-deployment briefing of both the EC staff and the Police officers in charge of the day.  By 5:30am, all materials had left Pader for the sub counties and the polling stations.  That logistical efficiency has always eluded us – when it comes to elections. Of course some polling stations suffered delays in commencing voting. A number of these were in Latanya sub county.  They hadn’t received materials to begin polling by 7:00am – the designated time for the start of voting.  Others didn’t have the five registered voters required to be present before the opening of the polling kit. By and large, the train was on course by the better part of the morning. After a

Kamuli election; is it another score for the EC?

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It was a generally peaceful and promising election until about noon when allegations of voter bribery and doubts about police’ impartiality started filtering through the grimy Kamuli Municipality.  Earlier, on 12 th  April the municipality had woken up to a lively but incident-free Kamuli Municipality MP by-election – pitting NRM’s Rehema Watongola against FDC’s Salaam Musumba alongside three other independent candidates. Polling stations had opened in time, voters were streaming to their polling stations in a re-assuring fashion, the voting machines were functioning well and EC seemed like it was generally on top of things.  At Happy Hour Primary School, Muwebwa Ward, Northern Division for instance over 50% of the registered voters had already cast their vote by 11:30am on the polling day.  Male youth were a common sight at polling stations. A few minutes after midday, ugly scenes of violence around St. Mark Church polling station located somewhere in the corner of Kamuli town s

CCTV Cameras? Our neighbourhood structures can do a better job!

In the village where I was raised in mid-western Uganda was a functional Resistance Council (RC), which later mutated into a Local Council (LC) with the adoption of the 1995 Constitution.   One of the members of the executive that has for a very long time stuck on my mind was the secretary for defence; he was called Mr. Boniface Byaruhanga.   This was not an era of mobile phones, but for lack of a fair expression, I will say, everyone on the village had Byaruhanga on their speed dial. Because of his active service, he was later to be commonly known as “Byaruhanga Defence”.   He did a super amazing job! God rest his soul in eternal peace.   This man generally kept the village defended and safe.   He outwitted petty thieves, burglars and any form of criminals. For some reason, he knew everyone on the village; a village that sheltered slightly over 800 folks.   We felt safe even on those days when we occasionally walked through the thick tree-lined avenues of Kabalega village in the w