Women’s Day

Uganda is the only country in the world that has a public holiday for women. Kind of funny. It was good political PR when it came. M7 wanted the support of this bloc, and he did get it. But, I am sure that is kind of wearing thin.

But, I am no political analyst.

Congratulations to the Women of Uganda. Happy Women’s Day.

Yesterday I had this horrible experience of fear of gay people. A singer who was singing anti-gay lyrics. But, I have promised not to release that post until I confirm what happened.

Oh yes, I will.

The petition did receive lots of coverage all over the world. You know, the petition with 450,000 signatures.

Inside the country, Canon Gideon says they generated a buzz. Which is great.

And, backlash. Some people believe good, gorgeous chuchmen like the Canon should not involve themselves in anything homosexual.

I believe they are planning a Church service to teach fellow Ugandans about love. This coming Saturday.

Seems as if there is a competition going on. Love versus hate. Ssempa says he was last week on Friday at Mbarara. Took there his anti-gay crusade.

[Snicker], Museveni might find that the good pastor is actually doing a campaign for the presidency under the guise of anti-Homosexuality promotion. Now, that would be a shot into where it really hurts. But, he might find himself arrested for showing gay porn. Inside and outside church!!!!

Hate of gay people is illogical. Un-explainable.

In the matter of making sure that ‘gay marriage’ does not happen in England, logic is thrown aside in favour of illogic. I believe one of the greatest weapons that we have against people who hate us with this gut level instinct is the fact that even themselves cannot explain why they do it. Is there anything like a genetic basis for homophobia? Would be an interesting premise. I think I have read somewhere something to that. Interesting.

They oppose anything ‘gay’, and that takes them to some ludicrous levels. Like showing gay porn in church, in the name of the anti-gay cause of course.

Sam Ganafa talks about being gay and out in Uganda. Or, being forcibly outed as it is. By the likes of the red rug. He has this to say to gay Ugandans. Stay in the closet. For your sake. 

Its always tough to talk to people who justify hate with Scripture. Of any kind. The bible says, and so I must be right. Right?

Is it true that what makes us gay also makes us susceptible to religion? I think it is so. Too many guys I have been to bed with seem to take that as something of a matter of fact. They are deeply religious in homophobic Uganda. So, how do they square their reading of ‘scriptures’ and their sexuality? that is a personal struggle that will continue for long. Very long.

At least this gay guy has the reading of scripture to support himself. 

As for me and religion? Huh, don’t take me there. I have a very succinct reply, which I of course don’t advise you to embrace. It is dangerous to do that.

Here is the reply, if you are interested.

Fuck Religion.

So, be well. Be good.

And, Happy International Women’s Day. I forgot to note that the day is International. But, only Uganda celebrates it with a Public Holiday

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Women's Day

It is a very beautiful day.

Had a spot of rain in the night, and the dawn was overcast. But now the clouds have thinned, and the sun is out, and it is a golden glow on the streets and houses and trees of Kampala. A day to lift up ones spirits.

Woke up late. Ok, the alarm went off, and I got out of bed, then moved back in. Lazy morning. Had opened my eyes briefly during the night when it was raining. And I knew the morning would be wet, but it was not. But the call of my lovers warm body in bed was too enticing. Went back to him. Held him in my hands. Savoured love tangible.

Women’s Day today.

I think it is International Women’s Day, but Uganda has the distinction of being the only country which holds it as a public holiday. Empowerment of women.

I am all for it. We treat our women horribly. I’m a man, so bet you I know!

In the newspapers, besides it being a public holiday dedicated to the other half of the species, seems as if there is little news. All the other things seem to be the same old stuff, so I will just enjoy the day.

Though have just noted that the painter is not okay. Wish him a quick recovery.

Kampala, the city empty of the usual rush of cars. Sunshine on the trees and grass and tarmac. Karooli, (Maribou storks) preening in the sunshine, sunbathing for all they are worth. These birds are quite characteristic of Kampala. Omnivorous scavengers of the dirt of the city. For some reason they seem to love downtown. Made the middle of the city their place. Supposedly endangered, they are periodically poisoned and their nests destroyed, but they come back. Only caution to the pedestrian, beware walking under a tree in Kampala. Their white poo is embarrassing!

I have to break off. Maybe write a poem, though I don’t think I will have the time to. Come to think of it, I have not been that garrulous as usual.

But each in its own time. Have a great day.

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