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Senile Museveni forget Acholi is part of Uganda
Senile Museveni forget Acholi is part of Uganda
The Acholi sub-region is drowning in poverty and despair, yet the aging despot Museveni seems oblivious to the suffering of these Ugandan citizens. With 60% of the population in Acholi living in absolute poverty and education levels disastrously low, the glossy faรงade of Gulu City is nothing but a cruel illusion. Venture beyond its borders to places like Koch Lii village, and the harsh reality of Museveni’s neglect becomes painfully clear.
Since 1986, when Museveni clawed his way to power through violence in an election he didn’t win, Acholi has been ravaged by war and abandoned by those in power. Under his watch, both the LRA and his NRA/UPDF forces unleashed unspeakable horrors on the peopleโmassacres, rapes, mass displacements, and the plundering of livestock. Decades later, Museveni’s regime has done nothing to compensate those who endured these atrocities. Instead, it continues to sow distrust by allegedly eliminating prominent Acholi leaders like General Lokech, Colonel Ochola, and the late Rt. Hon. Jacob Oulanyah.
Moreover, while the region cries out for basic needsโhospitals with doctors and equipment, schools that actually educate, and protection from armed herdsmen trampling their landsโMuseveni’s regime has the audacity to spend UGX 5 billion on parliamentary extravagance in Gulu. This grotesque display of corruption only underscores how out of touch the regime is with the real, dire needs of the people.
Forests are being destroyed for charcoal, young girls are being forced into marriages by poverty-stricken families, and armed Balalo herdsmen, seemingly supported by the regime, are displacing communities and grazing cattle on land that belongs to the struggling wanainchi. The challenges facing Acholi are immense, yet Museveni’s government continues to treat them as an afterthought.
It’s high time the regime acknowledges the plight of the Acholi and takes real action to address the decades of neglect and abuse. Northern Uganda has suffered long enough under the weight of Museveni’s indifference and corruption. The people of Acholi deserve more than empty promises and flashy displaysโthey deserve justice, dignity, and the chance to rebuild their lives.
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Four kingdoms. Four medical crises. One old-dying foreigner who has sat on our country, Uganda ๐บ๐ฌ longer than some of these kings have sat on their thrones.
The Kabaka of Buganda was airlifted to Germany, then parked in Namibia, while Mengo told a restless nation to stop talking about poison.
The Omukama of Bunyoro was rumoured dead, then airlifted, then wheeled back into a palace already at war with itself.
The Kyabazinga of Busoga has lived under the same fog โ absence, stomach talk, the silence that always arrives before a throne is managed.
And last week King Oyo of Tooro, the child-king the world once treated like a postcard, died at 34 in America. The kingdom denied he was dying. Then he was dead. Museveni said cancer. The state paid the bills. The public was told almost nothing until the coffin was already in the air. In reality, its Museveni scared of these kingsโ influence and he is silently eliminating them.
That is not a hospital or illness tale; it is a power story.
Dictator Museveni restored the kingdoms in 1993 the way a jailer restores a chapel: you may pray, you may dance, you may wear bark cloth. You may not become a second centre of loyalty. A king without an army is still dangerous if one sentence can fill a street.
Museveni knows it. That is why he funds them, flatters them, photographs them โ and why the air changes the moment a cultural leader asks what the state did between 18 and 19 November 2019, or any other week the regime would rather bury.
He does not need to hold the syringe. He only needs the climate. Official silence. Palace courtiers who answer his phone. Successors who will be โfacilitated.โ Subjects told to pray while the file is locked. A country trained to treat a sick king as weather and a questioning king as a problem.
Call the illnesses coincidence if you want. Age is real, cancer is real. But coincidence does not explain the pattern people see: the most influential cultural voices weakened, hidden, or buried while the same man rearranges who speaks for the land.
The charge in the villages is ugly and specific โ that he would rather install stooges than face kings who still command the old loyalty, that he would rather empty a throne than share the country with anyone who does not kneel and become a puppet scarecrow.
A dictator fears the word that can start a fire. So he prefers kings who cannot speak, kings who cannot walk, kings who die far from home, kings whose heirs will be announced when the palace is quiet enough.
Uganda can mourn Oyo without kneeling to that script, demand the medical truth and demand open succession. Demand that a Kabaka can ask for accountability without the state treating the question as a threat to the republic.
If Museveni restored the kingdoms, let him prove he did not restore them as decorations for a long reign.
The thrones are not souvenirs. They are the last unscripted mirrors left in this country. If they go dark one by one, Uganda will still have a president. It will no longer have kings who answer to the people instead of to him.
Enough is Enough with Musevenism!
