Independence Day for my American friends.
Funny how culture, times and places differ with the significance of days. I am not from
Correction. Mugabe is the Independence day hero in
But the corruption of power overwhelmed him, and we are where we are at the moment.
What is patriotism?
An ideal that has little meaning for me as an African, a Ugandan. It seems like it is a convenient bludgeon to wield at certain times, to weed out the person who is different. So, because I am gay, I am ‘un-African’, with a ‘foreigner’s vice’ that I have embraced. At other times, we hear that Museveni is not Ugandan, and that certain tribes are not Ugandan, or Kenyan enough. Remember the xenophobic riots in
Loyalty is to the family, and the clan, and the tribe first. The country comes a distant fourth, most of the time! Anyone can be a foreigner. So, what is patriotism?
The day is overcast here. Has been, the last couple of days.
The sun is not so hot, the winds are not so fierce. Though the dust is on the road, it is preparing to rain. And soon. One of those sudden, overwhelming thunderstorms. Hope it is night, and I am in bed when it happens! Nothing like holding my love in my arms as the rain falls. Yes, those who are out at that moment have it rough, but- that is bloody life.
One of those things. The pregnant man was delivered of a baby girl. Wow!
Kudos to him. Just missed being an Independence Day baby.
Happy Independence Day to Americans. And to all and sundry, enjoy the day.