Wrote this up this morning, mourning the loss of innocence in Kenya. Found in my e-box an invitation to contribute to the Kampalan Blog. I was so thrilled that I immediately decided to post it here, and on the Kampalan. Why? Because I am Ugandan, and am thrilled to be included, even when I am proud enough to thumb my nose at those who think me a zero!
Our neighbours to the east are convulsed in tears of pain, more characteristic of
They have been good neighbours through the years. Stable, fair, open minded, to our clannishness and self serving spirit as Ugandans.
When I heard that
The polls were calm, very surprising to me, a Ugandan. Polls are not supposed to be calm, at least not in my experience.
I really started taking note when the results were being announced.
Pure farce, and comedy,
When the ruling party is losing, some very interesting things can happen. In
Their websites are blocked, from issuing any results. And so when their negative results suddenly turn positive for the ruling party, all protest fails to raise or turn a single hair. This is Africa, we are told,
I am cynical of our dear leaders’ credentials to democracy. Fie, it is a ‘western’ value! Don’t get me wrong, it is a beautiful and wonderful concept. But we are yet to make it work in our nations.
What has happened in
The overwhelming lead of the opposition was slashed. A ‘
‘We are Kenyans, not beasts’ the Chairman of the Kenyan Electoral commission declared at the height of the farce. I was emboldened and cheered for the man. His sense of identity and pride as a Kenyan was evident.
He did announce the results. Surrounded by police and ‘protected’.
Within the hour, the incumbent was sworn in.
And a taped ‘swearing’ in ceremony was broadcast on the national television. Behold, the incumbent has a new term. The king is dead, long live the king.
Who will believe in this? Who believed the Nigerian election results? No one.
Life goes on. Pray for