Amooti, politics is not marriage
AMOOTI Gadaffi and Akiiki Me have something in common. We both have been rumoured to have romantic interests in the land of Toro. He built them a palace and I, too, built them a …a … will tell you later.
By Hilary Bainemigisha
AMOOTI Gadaffi and Akiiki Me have something in common. We both have been rumoured to have romantic interests in the land of Toro. He built them a palace and I, too, built them a …a … will tell you later.
Had we met in peaceful times, we would have patted each other on the back and said something in praise of the Batooro’s romantic proficiency.
If this was Europe, I would be the preferred muko because, unlike Amooti, I am viewed by Batooro as officially wedded and monogamous. But Amooti loves to punctuate his interests in the land with other resources from foreign lands.
The one we loathe most is the nurse from Ukraine, Halyna Kolotnytska, the one described as the voluptuous blonde by Wikileaks. Toro people don’t really know what voluptuous means but it looks like something they cannot easily compete against.
But we are in Africa and Amooti beats me in popularity. And as the quiet competition among men who marry from the same family goes, today is my opportunity to claim my alpha male in-law position in Kabalore, Kyenjojo, Kamwenge and Kyegegwa.
Even when it is not debated at the default, when love starts, it is expected to last forever. In formal marriages, it is even included in vows. I suspect that Amooti spells love and politics with the same letters. Since September 1, 1969 when I was two years old, Amooti has ruled Libya like a husband and was intending to go on till I died.
His 42 years in power make him one of the longest serving rulers in history. But his biggest surprise of his entire reign was when the people recently said they were tired of him. And my biggest was for some Ugandans to hit the streets of Kampala demanding that Amooti remains till I die.
As if we don’t have our own problems to demonstrate about: fuel and food prices, corruption and erratic policemen who shoot victims to protect culprits!
Listen! You may be as good, have tremendous achievements and all that, but as long as you overstay, four bad things happen.
One, as humans, we have a limited set of talents, interests and focus points. Projects outside your sphere of focus lose out for all your life. Two; those who are not in your favour or don’t concur with your policies, have a guaranteed natural suffocation and early death.
And three; all humans have an inherent urge to lead others. When you stifle it with your superiority in arms and political manipulation, you don’t kill it off. It gets stored where it will one day burst out.
Fourth and foremost, beware of ageing leaders. At 70, most men already have major disagreements with their penises, which prefer sit-down strikes to deployment. And there is no dangerous man as the one with money and power, but also a rebellious manhood.
Whenever his power goes off, his esteem is punctured and to regain it, he can easily order the death of several political prisoners – at least to convince himself that he is still a man.
So, musanje or not, we must allow you to rest in peace. Politics is not marriage.
AMOOTI Gadaffi and Akiiki Me have something in common. We both have been rumoured to have romantic interests in the land of Toro. He built them a palace and I, too, built them a …a … will tell you later.
Had we met in peaceful times, we would have patted each other on the back and said something in praise of the Batooro’s romantic proficiency.
If this was Europe, I would be the preferred muko because, unlike Amooti, I am viewed by Batooro as officially wedded and monogamous. But Amooti loves to punctuate his interests in the land with other resources from foreign lands.
The one we loathe most is the nurse from Ukraine, Halyna Kolotnytska, the one described as the voluptuous blonde by Wikileaks. Toro people don’t really know what voluptuous means but it looks like something they cannot easily compete against.
But we are in Africa and Amooti beats me in popularity. And as the quiet competition among men who marry from the same family goes, today is my opportunity to claim my alpha male in-law position in Kabalore, Kyenjojo, Kamwenge and Kyegegwa.
Even when it is not debated at the default, when love starts, it is expected to last forever. In formal marriages, it is even included in vows. I suspect that Amooti spells love and politics with the same letters. Since September 1, 1969 when I was two years old, Amooti has ruled Libya like a husband and was intending to go on till I died.
His 42 years in power make him one of the longest serving rulers in history. But his biggest surprise of his entire reign was when the people recently said they were tired of him. And my biggest was for some Ugandans to hit the streets of Kampala demanding that Amooti remains till I die.
As if we don’t have our own problems to demonstrate about: fuel and food prices, corruption and erratic policemen who shoot victims to protect culprits!
Listen! You may be as good, have tremendous achievements and all that, but as long as you overstay, four bad things happen.
One, as humans, we have a limited set of talents, interests and focus points. Projects outside your sphere of focus lose out for all your life. Two; those who are not in your favour or don’t concur with your policies, have a guaranteed natural suffocation and early death.
And three; all humans have an inherent urge to lead others. When you stifle it with your superiority in arms and political manipulation, you don’t kill it off. It gets stored where it will one day burst out.
Fourth and foremost, beware of ageing leaders. At 70, most men already have major disagreements with their penises, which prefer sit-down strikes to deployment. And there is no dangerous man as the one with money and power, but also a rebellious manhood.
Whenever his power goes off, his esteem is punctured and to regain it, he can easily order the death of several political prisoners – at least to convince himself that he is still a man.
So, musanje or not, we must allow you to rest in peace. Politics is not marriage.