Sorry. I’m a broken record.
Hi. My name is Tumwijuke. I live under a rock.
I’ve just be informed, nay guaranteed, that I’ll be an attractive single, wealthy, healthy pensioner. It’s been sewed-up, sealed and certified. Good times ahoy! Well. In 9,751 days.
From the mouth of babes …
Uganda Vision 2040: It’s a sure deal for our future!
Modern hospitals, many jobs, clean cities, RICHES, good roads …
We shall all be winners!
No, really. It is that simple.
And this …
More five star hotels in all parts of Uganda by 2040 …
Less congestion in cities of Uganda by 2040 …
A rich country with a strong convertible currency …
Plentof fahtile laaand
With these investments, backed by possitive (sic) atitudes (sic), political will and commitment, this Uganda Vision 2040 shall be achieved.
We shall all be winners!
Of course you can get a different view from Daily Monitor‘s Daniel Kalinaki, from his column this week: Forget Vision 2040; Give Me Vision 2016 or Give Me Siasa.
Down at the pensioners’ island paradise, we’ll laugh at his cynicism and short-sightedness and he won’t be allowed onto our yacht.
It is so uninventive of me to enter this echo chamber to gripe about superficiality. After all, my lack of depth is the reason this blog exists.
Still, ngaha, New Vision. No.
To quote the primary audience of you awful teen magazine, Swagg, “I have jaw.”
Never read Swagg in the Saturday Vision? Let me school you.
Swagg is little more than a random photo gallery of social events from elite schools in two or three towns around Uganda. Attempts are made to spice up the mediocre centre spread with picture captions that are totally bereft of wit and imagination and every accompanying joke falls flat.
But really, I have no problem with second-rate photos of entitled teens enjoying social events at schools at which, I admit, I studied. Seeing yourself in the media, I’ve been told, is a great way to connect with them in the future. It’s frail cheap marketing opportunity to a generation that can read, but won’t.
Not even the bad humor annoys me. It’s everything else that gets my goat.
With no hint of irony, today’s Swagg listed the “Weakest jobs in UG.” I read the article twice, in case I had missed the twist in the story. I hopelessly searched for something, anything to let me know it was another bad joke.
Fortunately or unfortunately, most of you are in school. It’s just one of those things society just forces on us … So as yet another public service, I present to you the jobs you should avoid. Here are the most suicidal jobs in Uganda.
Why Swagg? Why? read more »
It is easy to get all aquiver with excitement over the stories published and broadcast somewhere in the world everyday heralding Africa as the next big thing. Our time has come!
“The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done.”
From Nazi author, Karl Hänel, in Vom Sudan zum Kap (1939):
Africa is the last place which is still open to Europe. Its economic importance can scarcely be overestimated … It is the last economic leveling place … that can provide for us the riches for which we have set up our economy and which will not again give up without a fight.
And there is no new thing under the sun.
Nietzsche knew what he was talking about apparently.
Perhaps I’ll find my salvation here.
Possibly, perchance, conceivably …
Because it’s getting dark again.