There are moments in my life when I feel so “high” and “a philosopher” of sorts.
It’s under one of these rare moments that I churned the “philosophical thoughts” below.
Have you ever asked yourself where Africa’s once “blue eyed boy”, big man M7, boss of NRM/O, boss of UPDF and boss of Uganda “susued” as a rebel armed to the teeth bristling with a weapon of death in the jungles of the
now famous (or infamous?) Luweero Triangle?
Of course there were no loos in those Luweero shrubs –so our dear president must have----you guessed right.
Ok let’s stop here- I don’t want to take a charged AK47 lead pellet in my already damned head.
LRA leader Joseph Kony I suppose moves around with a harrowing string of body guards- now what happens if the LRA chief wants to “wee-wee” as they are moving?
Does he simply say; “hey guys I wonna Susu,” then pull out his rattle- snake (he must surely be having a tough one considering the number of women he “works”) and wet the bushes of Acholiland?
If it’s so where the hell do the motley of bodyguards look? Do they turn their eyes the other way and completely pretend that they don’t know what the
Dread- locked killer is doing with his “stuff”?
Such is the “switness” of being “a Philosopher” of sorts; you think about very “complex” issues.
I am sure right now you’re calling me an idiot, a great block head to be exact- I am not sure myself if I am not one.
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