I am yet to find a modern-day politician in Uganda more authentic than Robert Kyagulanyi. His “brand” is one that I have used in many fora as an example of a “strong” brand. I like the guy a lot! That said, I listened to H.E. Bobi Wine’s speech on the looming constitutional amendment of the article relating to presidential age limit that has made rounds on social media. While I do agree with him in part and have reservations in some areas of his message.
I was reminded of something that happened to me at Parliamentary Avenue sometime last year;
On that morning, I drove to Parliamentary avenue for a meeting and because I love to keep time, I left early so that I could find parking since I am not the kind that likes to pant into meetings late and sweaty. The plan was to meet a colleague at café pap for the minutes leading to the meeting time. I know how difficult it is to find parking in the central business district. As I approached Parliamentary Avenue, I said a quick prayer to find a parking slot. It works every time and I wasn’t surprised when a found a spot to squeeze my car right near the entrance.
As I was locking up the vehicle, the security guard asked to keep my car keys just in case heavy trucks needed to turn into the gate and required some more space. I was not going to give my keys to a stranger, so I said NO! I told him I was going to be at the café less than 10 meters away and if he needed me he could find me there. He seemed to really want to leave my car keys with him and went ahead to tell me how everyone who parks in that space leaves him with their car keys. “You MUST trust me!” were his words – He even went ahead tell me he was a qualified driver with a valid driver’s license and knew how to drive all types of cars very well. At that point I gave him the Mukiga-Big eye- Blank stare and asked him if he’d ever seen me. I made it clear he would not be getting my car keys or anywhere near them.
At that point the car I had parked next to moved and I parked better and there was no reason to leave my keys behind. When I got to the café pap entrance, the security guard asked me if I had left my keys with the security guard to which I responded Nay! “Eh Kumbe you’re wise!” She told me many people have lost valuables at the hands of that security guard.
Sometimes you are in a hurry and the security guard that wants to hold on to your key and give you parking seems like answered prayer. Please be extremely careful. You might be thinking what will he steal from the car if I take all my valuables with me?
Let me mention a few; You could have your battery swapped for an older one, the spare-tyre or even your car jack taken out and by the time you notice it’ll be very late.
So we gave our constitution’s keys to our parliamentarians to park for us our thoughts and now we are complaining. We have for so long not been engaged in leadership even at an individual level and waited for someone to fall from heaven and build for us the country we are not willing to create for ourselves. I challenge myself and my countrymen not to try and put the milk back into the pot but get a mop and clean the mess we have created.
If you are not intentionally leading in your sphere of influence, you are part of the burden – AK
The part of Bobi’s message that I had reservations with is the HOW TO… Emotionally charging the population with the unemployment levels and desperation mentioned in the audio might simply breed more division and intolerance. How do we balance reason and season is the big question?
If I could edit your speech this is what I would say:
“I am Robert Kyagulanyi and I have a dream, that one day my children and I will witness a peaceful transfer of Authority – not power from one leader to another.” Then proceed to paint the picture of proverbial Canaan and use less rhetoric of a “country going to the dogs”.
That said I am simply recycling this old wisdom for those that missed it last year… people be mindful of who you give “your keys” to.