Violent or unfaithful partner?
May 12, 2006
I have promised myself not to talk about Kamdulu during clinical hours. But as a former Kony senior commander, I will just use the name to represent violence and terrorism in its ideal definition. Against Kamdulu in my referendum is another name, Besigye, to represent unfaithfulness and infidelity.
DR LOVE - HILARY BAINEMIGISHA
I have promised myself not to talk about Kamdulu during clinical hours. But as a former Kony senior commander, I will just use the name to represent violence and terrorism in its ideal definition. Against Kamdulu in my referendum is another name, Besigye, to represent unfaithfulness and infidelity. Besigye is facing court on treason charges for having betrayed his former bush patient by attempting to snatch presidential food from him.
Violence and unfaithfulness smell worse than a city council rubbish truck to an ordinary nose. But when it comes to matters of the heart, their stink becomes nuclear. It is a double-edged sword into a heart that opens a door for you.
In my clinic, I prescribe divorce. A person who steals your votes and tear-gases you at every least excuse doesn’t deserve any elective post in your heart. If he petitions, you are justified to hire six senior lawyers even if the cost becomes astronomical.
Today’s referendum is about either — assuming that one evil is lesser than the other. Take Kamdulu’s camp for example. You don’t expect a person you have offered your whole self to turn around and inflict onto you an enormous supply of blows, rape, cutting of lips, abduction and plunder! That is a sharp sword that is likely to send your loving heart into an IDP camp.
But some lovers say it is not the worst! There are those who believe that infidelity is worse than violence. He would rather prescribe two slaps three times a day than take your pen to write in foreign books! That such betrayal is so bad that the actual name it deserves, in the estimation of right thinking members of society generally, is treason — punishable by death. This school of thought is willing to ignore the blood on Kamdulu’s hands, bathe and clothe him before presenting him in the same camp of the aggrieved where Besigye is scorned as the offender.
And in my book of reference, however, I would condemn the Kamdulus and keep the Besigyes. Violent partners are like a virus that enters your love’s DNA and commands it to replicate fear cells to the extent that his very presence beats you into submission. You cannot demand your rights, give your views, protest discomfort, report to authorities or seek assistance. Your ego gets crashed and after scars and wounds on your body and heart, your spirit surrenders into a vegetable life, wondering what will come first; your expiry date or succumbing to IDP camp life. You can never have electricity if your L. Victoria is dry.
But while a person who cheats on you may condemn you to a life on ARVs, he will maintain the integrity of your body. Your bones will not be broken, your spirit will have an option to defect, you can still redeem the situation and your lake will still contain some water. Your electricity may be expensive, but it will be there twice a week. Isn’t Rugunda living on?
In this clinic, we pray for the best and give vaccines as you divest yourself of clothes to dive into a love pool. But I cannot guarantee that your man will be a Besigye or a Kamdulu. Don’t leave it all to God, keep attending this clinic. Somehow, we shall succeed.
I have promised myself not to talk about Kamdulu during clinical hours. But as a former Kony senior commander, I will just use the name to represent violence and terrorism in its ideal definition. Against Kamdulu in my referendum is another name, Besigye, to represent unfaithfulness and infidelity. Besigye is facing court on treason charges for having betrayed his former bush patient by attempting to snatch presidential food from him.
Violence and unfaithfulness smell worse than a city council rubbish truck to an ordinary nose. But when it comes to matters of the heart, their stink becomes nuclear. It is a double-edged sword into a heart that opens a door for you.
In my clinic, I prescribe divorce. A person who steals your votes and tear-gases you at every least excuse doesn’t deserve any elective post in your heart. If he petitions, you are justified to hire six senior lawyers even if the cost becomes astronomical.
Today’s referendum is about either — assuming that one evil is lesser than the other. Take Kamdulu’s camp for example. You don’t expect a person you have offered your whole self to turn around and inflict onto you an enormous supply of blows, rape, cutting of lips, abduction and plunder! That is a sharp sword that is likely to send your loving heart into an IDP camp.
But some lovers say it is not the worst! There are those who believe that infidelity is worse than violence. He would rather prescribe two slaps three times a day than take your pen to write in foreign books! That such betrayal is so bad that the actual name it deserves, in the estimation of right thinking members of society generally, is treason — punishable by death. This school of thought is willing to ignore the blood on Kamdulu’s hands, bathe and clothe him before presenting him in the same camp of the aggrieved where Besigye is scorned as the offender.
And in my book of reference, however, I would condemn the Kamdulus and keep the Besigyes. Violent partners are like a virus that enters your love’s DNA and commands it to replicate fear cells to the extent that his very presence beats you into submission. You cannot demand your rights, give your views, protest discomfort, report to authorities or seek assistance. Your ego gets crashed and after scars and wounds on your body and heart, your spirit surrenders into a vegetable life, wondering what will come first; your expiry date or succumbing to IDP camp life. You can never have electricity if your L. Victoria is dry.
But while a person who cheats on you may condemn you to a life on ARVs, he will maintain the integrity of your body. Your bones will not be broken, your spirit will have an option to defect, you can still redeem the situation and your lake will still contain some water. Your electricity may be expensive, but it will be there twice a week. Isn’t Rugunda living on?
In this clinic, we pray for the best and give vaccines as you divest yourself of clothes to dive into a love pool. But I cannot guarantee that your man will be a Besigye or a Kamdulu. Don’t leave it all to God, keep attending this clinic. Somehow, we shall succeed.