Today, the 28 August 2018, I lay down with monsters in the head and I woke up with skeletons in my bed. As if that was not enough, my mind still took a trip. A long trip to a faraway vacuum space I wouldn’t call a place because my morals prohibit me. A small landlocked country on the Eastern side of the world’s largest continent. A land where dreams go to die unless one is a dictator. Tragic socio-economic inhumane living conditions, gross environment degradation, despeakable human rights violations not to talk of the political insanity.
Looking straight in my eyes, she proceeded to narriate to me how together with her boyfriend they had talked about Africa over the weekend and they had wondered what really went wrong with the continent! A whole big continent with so much resources ending up like that, she lamented!
Awakened by the thoughts of yesterday following the last minutes at work before I headed for the train. My colleague sat behind me and read my satirical article, The tears of a crying continent, as I continued to type journal documents from my meetings with clients. She suddenly, said, well done. What a wonderful piece to sum up Africa (original statement in Swedish).
Seated crossleged on one of the two blue visitor’s chairs in my then office, she spoke at once, her voice scared me because I had not paid attention to her presence as I was burried in my day’s wind-up
Her voice was soft and sympathetic but her words were sharp. Awakening to the thoughts of one who is often thinking and wondering herself, what and who it will take? Assuming that Nelson Mandela’s good seed fell on a hard rock and failed to germinate. These thoughts often cause me migraine and spark a series of confusing episodes.
The same occurred when my college made her statements. And not because I had never heard such before but because I had heard it so often that there was no longer a place to hide. Finally even my work mate had said it. More than often three of my workmates who had been to different parts of Africa including her, had explained their odeals as tourists, interners and volunteer in different countries of the continent but unfortunayely non had made me proud.
Still seated there and with her gazing at me with dare expectaion of feesback, tears suddenly rolled down my eyes as I quickly wiped them away every time they appeared. That evening, I caught the train from Herrljunga headed to Gothenburg then the bus home all shocked in a pool of my different body fluids. With my nerves still cracking and the demons in my mind all screaming.
When I got home, thought went to a Ugandan man called Kiiza Besigye. I thought about his struggles and contributions to democratic processes in Uganda. I decided he was my hero!
He is a man I will remember for sacrificing his life in the quest for democratic change. With patience and relentless commitment to a cause. A people’s cause! He has awakened and inspired Ugandans to raise against false and forced rule and demand for their rights in the face of life threatening oppression.
Corruption and oppression are built within the state machinery and perpetrated by the very people who otherwise would preserve and promote democratic practices. A top leadership that cheats its political opponets off their victory. Indeed, it is what he has withstood. The tragic trials our country’s democracy has gone through these last thirty years that bring me to the conclusion you are about to read.
No doubt the man called Besigye has seen it all but persisted against brutality wielded by the nation’s armed forces at the call of a dictator.
Kiiza Besigye alongside many other determined Ugandans has be brave and very brave. He will not regret anything in his life because he made a justified struggle. I saw it in both his eyes and spirit that he wanted to liberate Uganda from an outdated ‘liberator’. A self serving man who has many time left me wondering where he came from and why he hates Donald Trump’s best shit hole country that much!
I consider him the God Father of the civil, political and social activism which Uganda bears witness to today.
With true patriots standing to the enemies of the people and saying enough is enough even if you torture us. Fighting a purely people’s cause and not lead by greed for material things or power, bearing in their minds the understanding that the good of the whole is greater than the good of the parts, I think that we will one day get there!
The small landlocked country on the Eastern side of the continent will one day receive that long awaited and well earned redemption fully paid for in advance through the dark years of political turmoil and enemies of the people seeking to glorify themselves and reward their own with national resources.
I know that Kiiza Besigye is a key actor who has not been given the kind of credit which I think he deserves. I therefore have decided to acknowledge him while he still lives so that he knows that his struggles have inspired me. I am talking about the episodes of Besige and the Forum for Democratic Change and its role in giving rise to Bobi Wine’s People Power. History is being written and I hope that when victory comes, we remeber this man as one who inspired the greatest courage that the Ugandan opposition based on to put up any kind of resistance against the enemies of the people. I also believe strongly that these people will be defeated some day.
I have an assumption that all African dictators are above fifty years and no more dictators are being born on the continent so when the enemies of the people are finally all dead but never forgotten because of their excessive use of force, none of the successive generations will rise to be a dictator. That is the reason why we support the causes because we think that the cause is in our interests as often politicised. Remember that people fed and hide the enemies of the people throughout the history of liberation struggles. With the assumption that those enemies would actually remain friendly just as they are during the struggles. Unfortunately people forget too soon when greed takes over.
Not even the plants get to enjoy any peace.