Sharks can fire up love

Jun 17, 2009

I am afraid Syda’s budget last week did not leave the necessary noise. No price changes, no frenzy, no pastor marrying another wife, no nothing! Just like the Saturday goals Tunisia kept scoring against the Rugby Cranes at Lugogo - no celebration.

I am afraid Syda’s budget last week did not leave the necessary noise. No price changes, no frenzy, no pastor marrying another wife, no nothing! Just like the Saturday goals Tunisia kept scoring against the Rugby Cranes at Lugogo - no celebration.

That is not what the budget is supposed to do! Budgets should rock our waters, raise dust, drag us to drawing boards and give us reasons not to take people out or buy them presents. Calm may be good but not always.

The Japanese
The Japanese are a fish eating people who can tell the taste of a particular fish without touching it. After centuries of fishing, their shores are now as barren as New Zealand in The Confederations Cup.

So, Japanese fishermen made big fishing vessels which can go farther into the Pacific. Eventually, they discovered that the farther they went, the longer it took to bring in the fish.

And when the fishing expedition started taking a few days, the fish were not fresh. And the market did not like the taste and the prices went down.

To solve this problem, fishing companies installed freezers on their vessels. But still the Japanese market could differentiate between fresh and frozen fish and so, refused to pay good money.

Lower prices for frozen fish forced fishermen to think hard and harder. Finally, they came up with the idea of installing pools in their fishing vessels. They would catch the fish and stuff them live in the tanks.

Then they noticed that as soon as the fish landed in the vessels’ water tank, it thrashed around a bit, stopped swimming and sometimes went to sleep. By the time the ship docked, they were dull, but alive. Unfortunately, docile fish lost their fresh-fish taste and hence, the drop in price.

After thinking hard, they replaced the water in the ship tanks with that of similar salinity, temperature and density with the ocean water but still, fish remained as docile as the MPs who got F in plenary activity.

What was the problem?
They commissioned research and came up with a solution. They still put the fish in the tanks but now they added a small shark to each tank. The shark ate a few fish but most of the fish arrived on the Japanese shore in a very lively state. The problem was that the ship tanks were safe.

There was no need to run or keep dodging any enemy. They relaxed like you do when you marry and think you have achieved.

Until you spot a shark around beloved to force you to resume being lovely and relevant to your partner.

But with the shark around, the fish had to stay active, dodging the enemy for the sake of survival and, in the process, those which arrived safely tasted fresh and attracted a better price.

I am afraid Bbumba’s budget left no post budget pandemonium and some of us have no reason to interrupt our sleep. We need a shark in our lives, in our economy, in our politics and, yes, in our love to keep us awake and moving.

So what for love?
The worst enemy of a love relationship is a feeling of final achievement. It promotes relaxation, laziness, docility and does not grow love.

You start taking each other for granted, wanting to be beseeched, and generally, tasting bad. Sharks in the name of potential rivals, dissatisfied demands, unenthusiastic partner, love enemies and many others pose challenges that keep us active and tasting better.

They make us more intelligent, persistent, competent and satisfied with the victories we register over the challenges we meet. A good love disobeys the laws of demand and supply. The more you supply, the more the demand should rise, ad infinitum.

Look at politics, the more leaders are sure of the vote, the less they will work hard to impress. But let some Besigye fall from somewhere and threaten to grab the lubengo, the more active, wiser, careful and strategic they will become. Where is graduated tax for instance?

And, by the way, nature backs people who have an inherent fear that threatens survival. According to scientific research, people who know they are competing for love transform into better strategists, commit more time for the relationship and are willing to forfeit certain comforts for the sake of the relationship.

In veterinary, a bull which has rivals in a kraal, will be more active and produce better offspring. In human beings, better ask minister Rukuutana. A man looked after by several women is likely to be as pampered as much as the beauty in town, whom every rich man wants to get.

And when a married woman has two concurrent affairs, she is more likely to get impregnated by the cheating partner than the husband if that partner really loves her.

Researchers reveal that the body of a competitor subconsciously perfects the health, virility and volume of sperm to out compete the rival who, because he is not aware of the competition, remains in a relaxation mode.

The husband’s sperm- making process remains relaxed because he thinks there is no shark in his waters. When the two types of sperm meet in the woman’s womb, the competitor’s sperm finds itself better composed to outswim and outsurvive the husband’s sperm.

That explains why many men are looking after someone else’s offspring, though I am not talking about you. Go but don’t sin again

So what are you going to do? Rush for a DNA test? No! It is better to concentrate on the future. Are you planning to bring in a rival just to fire up your partner? No! It may be very risky. But you can create a similar shark environment without venturing into the line of fire.

But more importantly, live as if someone is about to snatch your partner and you will not believe how great your love will become. Luckily, sharks will be everywhere except in Bbumba’s budget.

Perhaps that is why they remain hovering — to eat those who slumber and let go of their marriages. Do you want to be one of them?
hbainemigisha@newvision.co.ug

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