Men soil trousers over free waragi

Feb 22, 2002

There is no waragi in Heaven. Let us drink it on earth! This was perhaps what was in the minds of several residents of Dungu Zone in Kisaasi, before they set on what was billed as one of the biggest drinking fetes in the village’s recent history.

There is no waragi in Heaven. Let us drink it on earth! This was perhaps what was in the minds of several residents of Dungu Zone in Kisaasi, before they set on what was billed as one of the biggest drinking fetes in the village’s recent history. Don’t blame the villagers so much. Happy minds need be soothed and this was exactly what the villagers were doing. The waragi was bought by a one Bimu, a city businessman, to thank the villagers for voting his candidate Namayanja for the Kawempe division women’s seat. Just three hours into the fete, results began speaking for themselves. “There were over seven men lying on the path to the local bar.Several others were lying in the bushes near the bar. I had not seen such a thing before,” a resident said. The drunk men were shouting a lot of praises for the big man who had bought the brew.In addition to the praises, many of them had relieved themselves in their clothes, and thus were smelling like badly kept toilets.Among them was a one Kawesa, a respected local builder; Mwelu, the pork seller of the village and an old man who, in the midst of the fete, stood up and announced that he had crossed from the Movement to Parties. Lesser drinkers fell off in the next four hours. However, the heavy drinkers kept on gulping down bottle after bottle of waragi until long after mid-night. The fete is still the talk of the pompous village.ends

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