OCEAN TOXIC WASTE - EXTINCTION?

Recently,  I came across articles published on leading sites - talking about the heightening human fears of the ultimate threat of extinction!

the probability is even higher that, this threat comes from some massive sprawl - of Toxic waste and other materials being dumped.. on the Ocean bed,  since the last Century.

To me,  I want to look at what relates us humans to the sea: first is King Mino's white Bull. Then secondly,  the Biblical tale of Jonah,  who was swallowed whole and,  stayed in the belly of the Leviathan three days,  to the morning the Whale vomited him out!

Now, into this same sea,  Moby Dick goes among the 'Great White' Whale hunters of his day - observing humans wrestling with the Leviathan.

And now modern humans are dumping toxic waste and materials into that same sea waters..

Recently,  Japan was reported to have rejected Ocean fish meat from Scandinavian suppliers.. fearing Ocean fish contaminated by toxic materials!

WHAT IS THE SOLUTION?

Obviously,  the big Industries can't shut down their operations - meaning that, another century of toxic material dumping might as in will trigger a major human catastrophy!

I see one plausible solution: that is creating an (anti-extinction) industry to safeguard humanity.

Humans building giant human body frame Robots: sky scrapper tall to stay permanently on island size Ocean Rigs - manipulated by smaller human lookalike robots, programmed to run the rigs where,  the giant robots fish-out the toxic waste materials and contain them.

Some geeks and scientists must think out the massive operational details and,  designs.

Ultimately - the sky scrapper robots have to scurry around the Ocean bed 24/7 securing the materials into space flight containarizations and,  chain link them into long underwater George Stephenson submarines towing to an area somewhere near the launch pads.

There,  human lookalike robots check and detatch the containers for Shuttle-like loading.. and fire-off!

In the nose-cone are human lookalike robots - the destination galaxy and particular dumpsite planet is programmed - the launch is sequenced,  so that the lead spacecraft drops invisible pins! Marking the going.

On arrival they are not to enter the utmoshere of the dumping planet - they detach the load to plunge down there - as they pick their return program and,  now drop return pins effectively creating a speed of light to and fro corridor - that is followed by the chain of spacecrafts involved.

Humans would be involved in the manufacture of the various kits - all over the World.

That is what I like to vision as the 'Anti-Extinction' human industries. END.

World-wide Farming Pesticide Poisoning

Why I signed and shared a petition (currently on social media) against the #ToxicAlliance

      Check this –

According to an “Open Access” – BMC Public Health – study document published 07 December 2020. UAAP: Unintentional Agricultural Pest control Poisoning of farmers.

World-wide – 141 countries were covered in documented investigations,  including 58 cases in 157 articles and,  an additional 83 from WHO mortality database.

Approximately 740, 000 annual cases of UAPP reported through extracted publications – resulting into recorded 7446 fatalities and 733, 921 non-fatal cases.

According to the study reports,  the concern humanity study group within the systems,  estimate about 385 million cases of UAPP occur annually world-wide,  including around 11, 000 fatalities.

Based on a world-wide farming population of approximately 860 million – meaning that,  “about 44% of farmers are poisoned by Pesticide every year: in Southern Asia,  followed by South Eastern Asia and,  East Africa! This is staggering.

 

 

UNIVERSIAL PUNISHMENT & YOU!

Universial punishment - is an on going historical phenomenon! You might never be able to link it to any concurrent series of global events,  but it is.

'How so?' Jumpy irritable Africans might say.. 'did God talk to you about this!?'

No! But,  lets look at it this way: back in the biblical ages (safest place to start) Adam & Eve's son banished from the garden of Eden,  walks away East. There,  he finds (polygenesis) people and dwells amongst them.

That was the walk of the curse! The walk of (the) global punishment!

God may have created humans eons much earlier - and,  Adams/Eves' history was the appropriate and significant event,  to launch the global punishment phenomenon! 

And as the "Sapiens and Nietherthals" perhaps separately evolve into thinking and performing walk-of-life human beings.. the incedences of the "faults of the forebearers".. also manifestly increase! 

Perhaps initially,  'faults of the forebearers' were a once in a lifetime accidental occurances,  the sort,  one wouldn't repeat to the levels perhaps of habbit forming.

But,  as is now in moderntimes evident,  the younger subsequent generations of the faulty 'forebearers' more and more got into diverse - faulty habbits - that have in later ages created or amounted to huge 'buttering-rump' onto the huge gates of the "divine inspirational palaces" as might have been.

I want to observe that, in nearer recorded historical ages - creation of the 'Calf' might certainly be seen as one of those 'faulty' buttering rump acts,  that caused the Calf.. to inspirationally seep-out of that mauntain top 'Divine Palace' of all inspirations!

I view survivers of that (Moses) wreckage,  that took the first tablets,  as running away East, chased by budgeoning horizon images of Aaron's pursuant force.. they had gotten away with massive inspirational and vast knowledge and skills - buttering rumped - at the Gates of the mountain top palace of inspirations, as the Patriach collected the tablets.

By and by,  the 'global punishment phenomenon' historically consolidated - the descent of the goldsmiths,  who crafted the Calf,  centuries later,  follow the star of the birth of the son of God and,  pay their respect. (one might want to add some new thoughts here, but! The calf remain the principal culprit historically) as one of the major causes for the global punishment phenomenon.

GLOBAL CLIMATIC CHANGES.

The more humans spread and multiply, 'faults of the aftbearers' increase and complicates.. as more and more younger humans find themselves commiting those faults:

Others engage in habitual behavious that cause retributions on their individuality or complex the global punishment phenomenon!

Spread of the "buttering rump" effect causes more and more of the 'cracked jug' effect - seeping out great amounts of knowledge, skills and apprenticeship!

Husering in ages of the 'craftsmen' and 'blacksmiths'. The initial tools of the global punishment phenomenon were crafted - the divine Exculibur sword at the hands of warriors,  draw the blood of punisment! 

In the far East,  some of those swords vibrate whenever actions were in the offing.

Man must eat to exist - so global climate begin to change and,  wisemen apprentice in agricultural developments polygenetically.

The spirit within and the spirit without.. eventually collaborate as knowledge were spreading and humans become more constructive.

Also, spoken words must eventually be written on some portable and storable surfaces - thus comes into existance the scroll and quill,  eventually the 'Heidelberg' press.. also inspired polygenetically around the global world.

Nomore Mana, nomore picking and gathering,  nomore caves, with the heirloom,  nomore animal skins in some leading parts of the world fabrics are spinned.. stark nakedness thus covered!

Then suddenly,  as man create those tuplin ocean going ships - collabo of the spirit within and without,  attack the life sustaining agriculture: the great 'potato blight', also affected many other crops - both in the pre recorded and post recorded history ages.

Its two steps forward,  one step back! 

You over eat and drink wine or lots of milk mixture with lots of honey! You either pass it out fast! or experience indigestion - you can't pass it out at all for days: enlarged stomach and intestines. 

Swollen-up,  in Africa this polygenesis experience is awful!

Imagine - you can't sit,  can't sleep,  short breaths,  awful discomfort! 

The horn of some animal with a tiny hole at the peakend,  placed on your anus and someone sucking till a vocuum is created and,  content of your stomach begin to move out fillup the horn and,  when it is tapped! You scream with the sensation and pain of the balloon release effect - you don't want to ever eat again!

But the collabo of the spirits just began! You develop this wet appetite. It is a eat everything sickness called 'Obesety' - now you really are in trouble: pressure,  high blood pressure,  hyper everything. You are over-weight but,  can't stop eating and drink it all; wine, milk and honey et al..

If you ever believe,  that an individual can cause climetic volatility,  then be my guest! You can imagine the brew!

The spirit within is naive and, could hardly ever protect you! But,  the spirit without knows you the particular individual to fix these faultiness blame on. And now,  he has a hold on your appetite! Goodgrief! You donefor..

Huge storms and tornados! Massive hurricanes,  even tsunamis..

The global punishment phenomenon won't ever stop! So won't collabo of the spirit within and the one without!

The ancient little boy on the beach,  who wants to transfer the entire ocean water into his hole in the sand.. is now a scientist! 

A collabo of the spirit within and the one without - victim! His research has created countless viruses over the historical ages of pandemics! End.

DECOLONIZATION & DE-EDUCATION

It might,  in some eventuality,  become incumbent upon us Africans to prove our claims and accusations against the by-gone colonialists for 'under education' and 'de-education'.

Almost shamefully,  it has become the weird practice,  in Africa,  to heap blames here and abouts..

Popularly now mostly refered to as the 'blame game'.. is now (the) fully fledged Governmental and political,  even parliamentary by-word! That 'the colonialists under-educated us' - this elements of modernism in Africa

is messing-up our 🤔 thinking! Misleading our young,  who now subsequently make use of this mindless 'blame game' as a brand new phenomenon! As a cover-up of youth inadiquacies and,  as a stepping stone for climbing onto the pedastal of political venture - by also blaming those incumbent in political practice.

Someone has to tell us all,  what were the causes of Ugand's de-education for example - and how the country lost its 'pathway'..

IN MY OBSERATION:

It was back in the 1960s..(research it yourself) as my generation shifted from primary to Junior secondary,  and was about to move into Junior two - that suddenly and dramatically,  government abolished Junior two!

Relegated Junior One,  back down to addition on primary - creating a 7 class primary level,  instead of the previous 6 class primary level.

Well,  just like all major governmental policy shifts - debates mashroomed after this one.

In the process,  I too,  learnt that in some early years.. (research it yourself) government had dropped what was then known as 'Junior 3'!

Those were structures of education formulated and set-up by colonial protectorate government,  removed thus,  by the first post 1962 decolonialisation government of Ug.

Back then,  as a first post independence government it was powerful - if a sin had been commited by that policy shift,  it wasn't immediately understandable!

But that process of popular "change" celebrated by all and sundry,  on account of freedom from colonialism,  was to cause the British to pack their "Cambridge School Certificate" and leave!

The new post colonial 'Caricuulum Development Authority' - to the chagrin of the foreign diplomats,  insisted on developing our own sylabus  books and teaching techniques!

The actual process of 'under under education' had began.

Uganda's resident business community Indians,  had moved fast to create their own private schools and,  continued teaching their young along the old 'Cambridge School Certificate' colonial education formula.

Conclusively: in the prideful process,  we just under-educated ourselves!

In Masindi,  of the mid-1960s,  I briefly attended Pillais Secondary School' an Indian school,  there I was introduced to American famous Author Samuel Clements - Mark Twain books.

Later on in life,  I encountered 'Animal Farm'! A chosen - by Ugandan Caricluum Development! I mean,  how can we Ugandans continue to mindlessly blame the British for our own 'under education'

??? End.

African philosophy: Cultural school of misunderstanding..

African philosophy: Cultural school of misunderstanding..

In the domain of Africanness, there exists a dark philosophy culturally: the natural ingrained fundamental concept accrues and develops from a negativity, so acake its embodiment is 'totalitarian misunderstanding'!

In 'growing up' we Africans culturally experience this factor of the fundamental social growth framework. A presence within our individual characteristics; we will misunderstand you, misunderstand ourselves, misunderstand me, misunderstand the lessons we learn formally, misunderstand the adult partner we live with, misunderstanding our family lineage, clan, tribe, regions of tribes ad-infinatum..

A professor writes a book of misunderstanding: 'Flowers of blood' and another one: 'The asshole Emperor'..

He is ontop, over the crest, the very epitome of Africanness - his learned peerage perfect the form and characteristics of our fundamental misunderstanding concepts, transforming it from its 'cultural school of fundamental misunderstanding' - into the legend of literature and social peerage at the grand top of modern day education.

Foreigners applaud, we also applaud!

Actually, we don't understand a damn thing.. we only applaud those who initially applauded. It all strikes a cord so befitting in us.. for ours is misunderstanding! It's our heritage..

When you have forever to get to anywhere, walking the vast African sub Sahara unaided by horses or bullocks, donkey or what - you really have forever to get to anywhere!

In twists and turns, you are in timelessness of walk and meandering bizzare misunderstanding and slow generational confusion!
The protagonists of your great fundamental breakaway and migrative wondering, left no clue what fundamental Fables that be.. were!

Proverbial four generations down the scanty tracks - only dialectical similarities in language seem to link up with you: you actually are brother and cousin clans.. helplessly floated away like islands on the down stream. The down stream of fundamental misunderstanding.

'Faust' a German book, talks of the 'winebag' Aunt!

In Africa, she is the horried sister of your father or  daughter of his brother, who wouldn't go away in marriage - to start her own family and clan..
She is the brewery of all toxicology. That winebag Aunt meddle in that drunkenness and darkness of deeds of totalitarian misunderstanding, like rumbling in the distance. That are promises for yet another stage of the bizzare act of  misunderstanding.

The protagonists of the African plains and Savannah who herded the clan-tribes and spread the black people all over the continent aren't there in the African fundamental literature - only in parts of the Advent of balkanization of colonial Africa.
The real untold story must date back forty thousand years - ages silenced by those winebag Aunties.. whose influences are still visible to this day. Africa lives under the darklings of their totalitarian misunderstandings.

The professor actually has no clue - what his part of the enormous African root fables must read like! His literature is therefore worded in modern sociology and, the structures of the African modernism cupsulate his scope of politicized Africa. Contents of his books.. are under the darklings of the winebag Aunties! Compromised.
Even perverted!

Question is: how would you breakdown and unpack the forty thousand years of untold African Fables and scale oral history? End.

Moby Dick - my reading!

Moby Dick, Or The Whale - book
Herman Melville

A massive story! And, a terrific genre and, writing style plus owesome story telling.

"Call me Ismahel.." the narrator, in my understanding is a wonderful character. I don't know where to place this book: fiction or nonfiction!

The sixteenth or seventeenth century America,  story of a sea farer immigrant, probably second generation, all the way from Afghanistan - his improbable tale is a twisty bizzare fiasco between the Author's yarn and the narrative blurbs!

"Now the Lord had prepared a great fish to Swallow Jonah.." Biblical

In my reading, how do I descern this?

The same Lord probably also prepared this young man Ismahel (Hagar's boy?) - in the Carpet Baggers American generation to follow certain leads and things, go sea faring.

Somewhere in the fiasco of Melville's storyline, the narrator - was like, there were these ancient freak canoes Pacific tribesmen, who, in my understanding dared the Whale and with Spears made a killing!
And, presumably to me, that Argosy sort of finding out - initially sent (Hagar's boy) seeking his first job on the Great White.. Whale unting.

(My extract):
"Finally, I always go to sea as a sailor, because of the wholesome exercise and pure air of the fore-castle deck.. blah blah.

I should now take it into my head to go on a Whaling voyage; this, the invisible Police officer of the fates..
Who has the constant surveillance of me, secretly dogs me, and influences me in some unaccountable way - he can better answer than anyone else.

And doubtless my going on this Whaling voyage formed part of the grand programme of Providence that was drawn-up a long time ago.

It came in as a sort of brief interlude and solo between more extensive performances. I take it that this part of the bill must have run something like this:
"Grand contested Election of the Presidency of the United States. 'WHALING VOYAGE BY ONE ISMAHEL. BLOODY BATTLE IN AFGHANISTAN'".

Though I cannot tell why it was exactly that those stage managers, the fates, put me down for this shabby part of a whaling voyage, when others were set down for magnificent parts in high tragedies..."
(End of my extract)

SHOCKER!
To me, this extract - written by Herman Melville, in the words of the narrator, Ismahel - way back in the 16th or 17th Century seem to have foretold the bloody tragedies of AL QAEDA, TALIBAN and the war with the US ARMY. Played out in the closing years of the 20th Century and, opening years of the 21st Century.

All the more convincing me, that the narrator Ismahel, was a latter-day proxi of Hagar's son!

One needs to revisit biblical Jonah, and trace the exact words God spoke to him and, Jonah's disobedience and, what really transpired on board that ship!
It seems to me that, that ship was a wealth seeker's popular transportation: used by wheat grain traders, spice traders, gold traders, opium smugglers and migrants.

Jonah, running away from God sic.., was the problem! But, panicked ship-mates, threw overboard all the bundle of ambiguous cargo, for fear that something in somebody's cargo was offensive to God - a drama! With God's Whale nearby somewhere in the waters; unknown to all..

My humble deduction is: the men of Salem and New Bedford fighting the whale over the SEVEN SEAS of the global world, made that wealth and, found the medicinal and nutritional solutions for their societies and beyond!
So, what's with COVID-19? - End.

QUANTUM MECHANICS - Discussing solutions: Covid-19

'QUANTUM MECHANICS' - Is the science of the very small. It explains behavior of matter and it's interactivity with energy on the scale of Atom and subatomic particles - so states Wikipedia.

In complete contrast.. to it's predecessor.

'CLASSICAL PHYSICS' - The precursor, is still used in much of modern science and technology.

However, towards the ending of the 19th Century, Scientists discovered phenomena in both the large (macro) and the small (micro) elements that Classical Physics could not explain.

Study interests to descern seemingly challenging inconsistencies between those new phenomena and Classical theories - led to two major revolutions in Classical Physics that created a shift in the original scientific paradigm - the 'Theory of Relativity' and the development of 'QUANTUM MECHANICS'.
Physicists Richard Feynman - says "quantum mechanics deals with nature as she is - absurd".

This "absurdity" amongst other guises, therefore, might prudently give rise to presumptuous uncertainty.

WITH THAT IN MIND..
There is a possible hypothetical question: Could the new virus COVID-19 fall under this definition? And, how might lab scientists deal with 'nature's absurdity' factors - in racing for a quick cure.

MY DISCUSSION

Presumably, yes - as a microscopic element, this new virus might be observed as falling under the 'Quantum Mechanics' definitions, sure.

Because lab scientists already have captured the photographic image of COVID-19. This makes the virus a Quantum Mechanics study and cure research candidate. To further descern the virus and it's 'absurdity' complexities.

How might the lab scientists proceed then?

In my layman view, I see this virus in a bipolar Quantum Mechanics characteristics: as in physics and biology - this dual uni-particle being the classical 'nature's absurdity' Physist Richard Feynman talks about.

At least in my descerning of his meaning, which may actually be something else.. considering that I am only a concerned layman.

Under these circumstances - to determine 'cure' possiblities - one may have to descern (cause) and (effect) and how the virus impact the human body.

On entry into the human body, it doesn't demobilize the nerve center! Already, preliminary report seem to confirm that.

However, like HIV/AIDS, It attacks the body resistance system - disorganizing vitamin C body reserve rendering the respiratory system on the dying side, if you like.

Given that: COVID-19 might be a double character atom; part biological and part physical - however, the photographic image of this atom, seem to suggest something else!
The perfect round shape with short tentacles seem to suggest a non-amoeba and self driving - in substance carriage, like on surface water or any liquid - and still, via the tentacles also self propellant in the air.
Though scientist have the know of it's short life outside or in hot temperature.


How then, does it multiply?

Three or four dimensional structure and, non- amoeba - the image seem to also suggest some kind of independent movement and adoptability or self reproductive - through the tentacles! The microscopic atom might also have sensors.. through those tentacles!
The absurdly - complexed!!

This might imply, the virus COVID-19 bipolar, invisible to the naked eyes, with unique nuclear self drive and self propellant power!

What are it's weak points that lab scientists might explore?

Probably, demobilizing the tentacles! Like attacking a complex allien space ship! END

Corona virus - root narrative..

Corona virus - root narrative..

During the Golden Age of Mythology, in Greek mythology existed the Divine linage of the ruling pantheons sired by Uranus.
Titans, were said to be the twelve children: six boys and six girls, who created the brother/sister marriages of divine deities that ruled various aspects of life in Greek land and, recognized and respected as far as Italy and other parts of Europe, parts of Mesopotamia and elsewhere.

Of the twelve, Corona, said to be the youngest of the Titans, had overthrown their father Uranus to create a much larger and more powerful Titanium system.

 In his time, many city states were built, spreading their rule extecively. His most recognized symbol was the sickle - probably signifying much or the beginning of bamper harvests. It is possible that planting activities, may have began in his day.

Ambitious Corona didn't rule to his full grandness as he may have wanted to - for, like he did, his own son Zeus, also overthrew him and, expanded, even powerfully developed the Titan downline rule.

Zeus was bestowed with very many symbols of immense power: deity of sky, other writers called him deity of Saturn among other symbol of powers. Command over the sky placed him in control of the clouds, thunder and rain.. the most powerful principality of all times whose command instantly spread over vast hemispheres of the Earth. Ruling over seasons of the ages.

This too, held him in cross contacts with other deities of Italy, and upper Europe, and the Nordics, India and far Eastern regions.

Zeus had an overwhelming and overriding impact over the entire African Continent - South and West of Egypt and Abyssinian territories.

What rendered Sub Sahara Africa spiritually silent and, without indigenous deities. Making Africa a much valued source of Slaves to the more spiritually affluent outside World.

We the African people, bear no alligence to Zeus, though, he continues to rule, control and influence events all over black Africa. African people continue to suffer various levels of deprivations and gross failures in our individual lives.

His symbols of Law and Order - derived perhaps from his own overthrow of Corona, his own father (definitely a source of grief and bitter anguish) to a father he is said to have locked away for indeterminate period of time, may also be the cause for the current 'Coronavirus Pandemic' - it's not right nor-wise to assume otherwise!

How else - could St. Peter experience the Church's very current Ambiguious loss of power? Perhaps also a confirmation of the 1500s Nostradamus very accurate predictions.
Just like it happened back then: the faith momentum reels in uncertainty now, as then!

"Before the Cock crows, you would have denied me three times".

So be it then, that, as the ancient Jews went: 'tole-tole Crucifigeum' - that event, was more likely being supervised by the most powerful deity and principality. Zeus held power over the event probably through his Sky, Clouds and Thunder symbolism powers.

Providentially, Zeus, from his aboard up on Mount Olympus and probably even todate, through his downline, especially Apollo and his twin sister Artemis indirectly proffer most likely most of the solutions -  to what spiritual conflicts humans continue to suffer due to the rulership overthrows between Uranus, Corona and Zeus. Doubtlessly, grief and anguish! Resulted.. that may exist spiritually. What Nostradamus accurately saw!

In their 'beauty' and enormous athletic and various other talents - the twin, may hopefully hold some secret solutions to the Coronavirus - it is at the very least, a worthy thought! END

THE FIFTH ESTATE

The Fifth Estate:
Initially - I coined these words as a book title. And, as the title suggests. Ideally, this is also an addition to the four well known institutions of what embody the three estates of governments and, the fourth being the (outsider) media.

In my understanding - the Fifth Estate is an embodiment that straddle the outside and inside of governments.

Characteristically, the largely invicible estate started historically as individuals with favor contacts - enjoying 'go-getter' relationship with top leaders. The favored individuals were outright outsiders. Of intellect or none intellectual qualities but trusted doers of the 'go-getter' private jobs for the leaders.

THE EUROPEAN FACTOR.

In ancient Europe, at the Lordly and Emperor beginnings of the Fable ages.. these favored contacts, used by the Lords and Emperors did lots of clandestine work. Mostly, things the law would prohibit or inhibit insider members of the systems handling. Such missions were secretly delegated to those vetted unknown individuals.

At the dawn of idealisms - when ideologues began writing ideological analysis that led to socialism, communism and democratization or capitalism - things had gotten more complicated, collective and Political.

The popular word for the 'go-getter' also changed to 'get the young Turks'.. when a rival had to be quickly and descreetly eliminated.

The young men who could do anything - no matter how dangerous were from ancient Turkey. The demands for their private services increased throughout southern Europe and scaled-up northwards eventually, to become strong immigrant workers generally. They were a huge invisible influence.

A lifetime of reading various authors and, vast titles of their works - is at the backdrop of my Fifth Estate book idea.
However, whatever input I make in this blog post doesn't scratch the bare top of it. Because, the whole picture changes - discussing it as an African study.

THE AFRICAN FACTOR.

Here, the African nepotism creates a torn-away damage! Dismissing the 'go-getter' idea.
In Africa, the go-getter might just be favored relatives or clan/tribes mates of the leader. That too, undermine the effectiveness of an ambiguity in the clandestine fieldwork.

Which is also how the governmental insiders get entangled with the outsider players.. So that, in the 'see-saw' certain amount of facts, roumors and half-truths get shared - knowledge is wealth!

How did the fifth estate evolve in some African countries?

'Mark Twist' nearly as in Oliver, was the nickname of a certain African who was an early day clandestine outsider lone operative - in a certain African country.
In his day, Twist was known to be deadly criminal largely involved in buffling undertakings - unsolved grizzly crimes, robbery of Banks and cars.
The Head of State sought the guy and, soon Twist was hobnobbing in the secret corridors of a whole national power!

Not far from the avenue where the big-man sat, was a large colonial type restaurant with large French windows..
Quietly, this place was coined the 'Assassin's' corner. Where, I was a decade later to learn that, that was Mark Twist's lair - his day time joint where he had steams of coffee, snacks, newspapers and things..

And, that often an elderly woman privy to the Head, would saunt by and drop an envelope..

Somewhere in the city some rivals or their proxies would fall - to the charin of the hysterical newspaper reporters and editors. And, the count kept going for a good part of ten years.

Up till the time I was in the newspaper myself 2009/12, I was haunted by this lucrative book material.

Then, I read Dan Brown's 'Angels and Demons' - now the pieces fell together.

The young Turk 'Assassin' character that profusely fought Robert Langdon, the Anthropologist American - fussed very nicely with my old Mark Twist discovery: they were the root of the 'Fifth Estate'. A massive bite too, you could die!

Today - relationship between some African Presidents are shrouded in dark diplomacy - to me, the cause factor is the overbearing cropping of the outsider influences that grew out of the shoe of the likes of Mark Twist. And, their ancient prelates in lower European countries. They are now generalized 'CORRUPTIONS'. End.

The Cronological & Practical History - How did we understand it all..

The Cronological; Practical History - How did we understand it all.

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It had started as a debate. Somehow shifted into an argument. Heated into challenges, then ruptured into this massive actions.

One group had said: 'World is flat like a table' and that, if you sailed directly into the setting sun, your ship would hit the perrenial Maelstrom and disappear down the eternal abyss.

The other had said: 'World is round like a ball' and that, should you sail directly into the sunset, your ship would reappear at the Sunrise East.

The dramatic debate built into outright confrontation: on one side were perceived darkness people, while on the other side were lumenaries - people of light. The Illuminati!

Christianity was still young and slowly spreading across Europe. Crusaders  were forming in South Western Europe.
In Portugal and Spain the successions of those Kings known as the 'Catholic Monarchs' inspired and fired-up the debates and arguments.

In the ports of Servilla new industrial development spread: no longer would slaves row boats at the beat of the drum as they had done for centuries.. on the Mediterranean Sea.

Tuplins, Canvas, Twines manufacturing and larger Ocean going Ships were being built along the ports of Portugal and Spain - and, the new industry was spreading across coastal Europe to as far as Italy and Greece: by the time King Phillip II  ascended, the famous Artwork canvas depicting the Blessed Virgin spreading her hands over the Port strewn with the 'Great Whites' was a new Dawn. The age of the farers, voyagers, discoverers was born! Mothered by the blessed Virgin.

By the fourteen hundreds, the assult on the Oceania had moved out 'Ahoy'!

If you went to Mombasa in Kenya today, you would find a notice board posted outside the entrance of 'Fort Jesus' - on it, is written the dates the Portugese built that Fort.

A light house looking to the East! For it was said that the 'World was round' and, therefore 'Great Whites' that sailed out of the Blessed Virgin's ports in Portugal must see this 'light house'! On arrival onto the known 'Old World' - The African Continent, was part of the mapping of that 'Old World'. And, the point of proof that actually the World was round - should the Ships that sailed into the sunset, suddenly appear from the far East.

Columbus, sailed out. Then Amerigo the Italian hit the New Found Land. Batholomew Diaz went round the west coast of Africa and demonstrated the Cape of Good Hope.

We, the African children sat attentively as we learned about Europe in our classes! Mostly, how you understood it, depended on how dramatic your class teacher was!

So that,  finally, out of the five Great Whites to set sail from the Blessed Portuguese Port, Commanded by Ferdinand Magellan - who dies fighting in the Philippines - one ship made that mission of circumnavigation of Earth. Limping back to home port in Portugal. 1519 - 1522.

In a typical grandiosity, as usual, the glory gets taken away! The story perspective gets hijacked!

So that, the Jesus (Magellan) dies in the Philippines!

On the African Eastern coasts Fort Jesus  is embattled! The Mohammedans constantly attack and assult Fort Jesus! It eventually breaks the will of the Portuguese.
The Sultan of Mombasa (Al Hasan) - supported by three Sultans of Somalia, that of Zanzibar, the spice islands of Pemba, Mafia etcetera

Partnered with the trade wind Emirs from around the old Gulf Emirates - fought off the Portuguese forcing them to shift further South to what is now Maputo, Mozambique - the story perspective had shifted!

The Port of Peace: 'Dar es Salaam', earns it's name as volatility engulf Mombasa and Tip-o-tip's Zanzibar. Trade in slaves flourishing - while spice trade peaks in the Islands of Pemba and Mafia. Thus far, I am not so sure we the African pupils got it wrong.

THE NEW ERA:

George Stephenson (1781 - 1848) makes landmark invention that gives old England a new sense of direction. The original prototype steam engine is developed into two massive engines: for the Train (originally designed to run on rails by the inventor) and, for a whole new entirely Iron bodyworks Ocean going Ships.

Then, the Treaty of Berlin happens - 1885.

The scrumble for Africa begins. England already had India under the Victorian Crown.

It was as easy as writing 'one' figuratively, for the British to create the linkage between India and Mombasa - now vacated by the Portuguese.

William Mackinnon and initial partner open-up the 'Mackinnon - Sclater' road, 970 kilometers of hand dug 'Ox-Cart' track from Mombasa to Busia.

Mackinnon, was an early investor into the massive George Stephenson ideas. Barely five years after the Treaty of Berlin, with Mackenzie floated a Royal Chattered 'Colonial Enterprise': IBEAC - Imperial British East Africa Company - 1888.
Mackinnon was to be knighted and, also made the Administrator of Uganda from 1890 to 1894 when IBEAC was desolved by the British Government - prior to the declaration of 'Uganda Protectorate'.

1896 to 1901, the railway lines, built by the Mackinnon/Mackenzie alliances back in Britain, were layed by the British Government - Mombasa to Kisumu.

CONCLUSIVELY

A huge part of this cronological history and, it's overarching spirituality and religious background is kleidioscopic with many cut-out parts.

It is my belief and conviction, that, we Africans suffer loss of base material knowledge here.

Which is why, we do not identify clearly, the values inherent in the infrastructural development and or maintenances. END

FOREIGN CHARITY & LOCAL COMMUNITY...

WORLD EMBRACE - a Canadian Charity, on an outreach program finds us, the people of Paliga a possibility host, for their ideal project.

A first experience for our, a little shy and hugely interested community.

'This is an opportunity, you should hold and value'.. so said Gulu's Chairman L C 5 Ojara Mapenduzi who attended the introductory sessions.

Indeed, if all goes well, my people of Paliga, in Gulu Northern Uganda becomes, like many communities around the Country, a unit in the statistics of foreign investment beneficiaries - Uganda Government's prime program is making accessibilities between organizations and local community even easier and, simpler.

We are duely and diligently trying to shape things between us and, enter the pipeline stages - where we also look forward to government officials playing their parts and help us package our interests and wants.

On the whole, there is enthusiasm - we are also learning each other: the foreign organization and the local community.. this is not a project to be bogged down by pertinent issues and vain individualism. Ours, is an act by two groups: one foreign and one local - pursuant of projects under a legal frame work definitions.
We as the locals, are encouraged that Government prefers that our interests be thus developed on the basis of our common understanding. END

Paranoia - African Social Media psychology!

Currently, we on this other side of the enormous social media parapsychology coin are having fits.

In this 'free-for-all' world of social media the psychological frey: with all comer posts, comments, paraphernalia, innuendo, palaver and, the deadpan - throw the spanner into the wheelings. The most disaffected on this,  our African side, are the perrenially psychological security insecure!

What you post. Your comments. The quotes you make - show your African insecurity.

Yours is a wanting. A desperate attempt to leave a mark. A 'speedy gonzales' attempt to scurry-by noticeably and make your name (not your point) noticed - because, in our African-ness we hardly have a point of our own: Socrates, Shakepeareans, Darwin.. or quotes from the Bible are essentially all we have, from the Colonialism left over perspectives. We ask questions that have already been asked a thousand times by Western and Eastern philosophical thinkers - who also variably have scored all the 'grand design' answers.

So what do we Africans talk about?

Nothing! Actually, almost nothing that impress anybody anymore.

God, (you shall not mention the name of God in vain) created us Human beings and, protected us in our formative ages: Adam and Eve, and a score of others like them. Abram and Sarai, who became Abraham and Sarah. Lot and his family, who feature in that dawn strike over Sodom and Gomorrah. Melchizedek, King of Saleem were the first to experience direct interactions with God.

Then eventually came the age of the 'guardian Angels': even in the teachings of the Christian Churches - this is the unclearest.. factor in religious teachings todate! The guardian angel who stood there, watching over Adam and Eve seem to have been demobilized. That Army of burning sword Angels.. are no longer part of active modern faith.
It is worth the ventures anyhow, to reason-out what they might have left behind.. amongst us humans.

What immediately comes to mind is 'fineart' - in days goneby, inspired artwork cropped up to show imaginations that defined the relationship between Mankind and Heaven. Schools were created that developed inspirational canvas painting.
We Africans also learnt over the ages, that actually, the very causes of World War Two - were deeply rooted in history of those Austrian art School developments - with Hitler, as the one-man stigma of the conflict that killed six million Jews and, conscripted a score of Africans Colonial Armies fighting in that war 1939 - 1945.

Wait a minute - what exactly am I writing about here!?

Jesus Christ said: "I leave you my peace - my peace I give you". Meaning what!?

Gone he was! And, you and I, can only summon his Salvation through our own faith and beliefs!

If your faith might be the size of a Mustard seed!

In other words - just like the guardian angels who beat the grand heavenly withdraw, Heaven also recalled the Saviour! So that, verily, we are essentially on our own!

'God will quench your thirst - God will give you the water of life! Today!'

'God will give you good luck today - God will shower you with wealth today!'

'In the name of Jesus! Hallelujah!'

The African preacher sees God, as having a direct hand in the daily life and, activities of Earthlings.

Then why are Churches closing down in the developed world? In the UK, this is so and, the poor Africans in the Diaspora can't buy those Church buildings! How come!?. . Their faith  wouldn't generate that wealth!

'WHY?'

Because, 'that's the way it is...' - you need lots of luck to afford it! And, the definitive word 'luck' depict 'gambling'!

And, there is our African wits end.

In Uganda, my home Country, gambling is basically abominable - it got to be tolorated only of recent. Even then, the management ethics is way out beyond us Africans.
Africa can't move, can't advance, can't develop or generate wealth at all because - we don't have a realistic understanding of our own!

The 'dreams' of the 1970s &; 1980s - comes to us Africans, twenty years on, through Asian and, far Eastern understanding of our side of the coin! And, the European virtualization of our untapped infrastructural potential beginning 2005.

Where is the realism?

The realism is - God (forgive my calling your name) - left us, and Heaven has been on a withdraw mode from ancient history times - the last being the obvious recall of Jesus Christ, two thousand years ago! Since then, and gradually and grediently - Earth, is being controlled by a sort of 'wild bunch' Principalities.. it is a believe it or not situation! And, actually very much dicey.

It is bewilderingly unknown to us.. especially Africans - what those principalities are, but, more and more the bizarre nature of their activities are apparent. They mostly seem to stimulate dubiousness that lead us nowhere.. there is so much lack of inspirational development amongst us Africans. The principalities might more likely be engrossed in punishments and things.. END

Apprenticeship and, Tramp!

Apprenticeship and, Tramp!

You first - must have been a street Tramp - for you to have evolved into an Apprentice!

There, on the street, was and still is where you actually became MEN!
There was never any other way - an Apprentice always started from the beginning by first being a street Tramp.

MEN - challenges you and, interests and want drove you. You are street walking. Street fighting and all you want and need is just one initial win. The entry-level to MEN is clattered with actual and very real difficult situations.
Everyday you are deeper and deeper.. if you score against the enormous odds, you might find a warmth, waiting - she was your minute prize!

If you don't have this sort of experience in your life, then you are not.. just read and do nothing else, for here trips a live guillotine!

Back in my day, in the late 1960s Kampala, I often went street walking: young, interests driven and confident as a young Police recruit (1969), I learnt to play the practiceable elements of my training in the 'power of observation' roaming the streets.

Kishenyi - was the more fertile area, for it was loaded with criminals and prostitutes..

MEN interests and, it's challenges often gets the better of you! Inavitably, you follow the prostitute and empty your nuts.. in that warmth, for the 3.00shs. All, in the process of Apprenticeship - you are new to these forbidden fruit..

Outside. Someday, couple of boys want the entire content of your pockets! Suddenly, it is a skirmish with one down, you are 'Manix' - you run after the one who got away.. but then you were fleeing from a potentially deadly environment.

Kishenyi back then, was notorious with sampling of people from as far as Senegal, Mali, Gambia, Rwanda, Somalia - Kishenyi was squalid, but the most fashionable characters emerged from there.

In those bits and pieces of life experiences.. I too, emerged as an Apprentice Writer decades down the road.
I now live in the belief that, the pathway to Apprenticeship is, first to be a street Tramp! The University does not make you an Apprentice - it is only being a learning Tramp! End.

Generational African leadership - vis a vis - Generations in African leadership

Generational African leadership - vis a vis - Generations in African leadership.

'Great Expectations' - seem to lead African opinion towards a mixup of our thinking.
There ought to have been traditions that ruled over Africans before coming of the white man - and Balkanization of the continent.

What Africa seems to lack or, may have lost, is PURPOSE!

 That sense of direction: where were we the Africans headed.. before the white man came? Did we have a simple sense of direction? How were these if any, defined? What clue do we have towards that or those senses of purpose?

Are we aware - that having a genuine sense of purpose also hold the imbibements for self generated skills apprenticeship?

That, back then ancient Africa may have moved from stone age, to iron age and, onwards to industrial age - without the prop-up of the white man since Balkanization of the continent?

With this in mind. What do we Africans imagine - as generational African leaderships - that "come and go" don't seem to exhibit PURPOSE!

And, if at all, it is blood-letting that seem central - in purposes.. how do we then un-blank our side of the coin?

Colonialism built the East African Railway: Kenya to Uganda with partly imported labor (Indian), and partly conscripted local African labor - the stark ignorant African work force learnt impromptu, and the apprenticeship generated what they needed to implement instructions.

Sixty years after decolonization, we, of post independence Africa, live and enjoy, even celebrate our educated achievements!
Oblivious, of the glaring fact that, we failed to maintain or rebuild - what the uneducated colonial era African Laborers, under foreign supervision were able to do.
In Uganda, the network of railway tracks laid by Colonialism are overgrown with thickets of grass, weeds even trees.
Rhetorically, even the current generation of leadership in Eastern Africa have been talking of 'standard gague' tracks - even as the ancient track slippers have been caniblized or just disappearing for decades..

There has been talks of plans (for over a dozen years) for 'speed trains'. Words so sweet in the ears of those who know PURPOSE. But words that seem to thin-off..

It is true, first generation African leaders hardly knew their own leadership roles; Obote, Kwame, Kaunda and others of that generation were rehtorical and, labor unions often intimidated them!
They were not into material manipulation for constructive developments. Which set the stage for something else.

Second generation - Coup and overthrow makers! Were only there to spill blood and, set another stage for the revolutionaries..

The revolutionaries seem to have purpose and, know exactly what Africa needs in leadership! They also had the rare opportunity to know real HUNGER live, and one-to-one! Unlike their predessesors who knew hunger theoretically...

That too, is probably one of the main factors that ran Bashir out of office in the Sudan Republic more recently.

And, the real reason why President Museveni of Uganda might continue to occupy the State House...
Protected by: Rolex (not the watch), roasted cassava, maize, and all them road side and Street fast foods! Juices, bottled wines, Pan cakes, buiscuits, and, all them imported everything eats! And niceties.. and gamings!

The highly educated call that 'Micro Finance' activities and 'Macro Economic' broad based poverty erradicate measures.
Uganda has undaubtedly achieved that aspect of finance and economic solutions today.

People who like to poke fun and talk mindless innuendos - both inside or outside Government, also like to imagine that; the apparent possible demise of the railway, might cognitively be one-day laid at the doorsteps of haulage big-time heavy trucking concerns.

'Trains will put trucking out of work' others actually say..

Funny, but these clever guys don't seem to do 'binnoculars' to look see how trucks, trains and buses run Europe, Canada, Scandinavia, Russia, China, the Koreas et Al..

Which makes me wonder - did we Africans have any simple fundamental PURPOSES before coming of the white man? End.

CAPRICORN - (Born 21st December - 21st January)

CAPRICORN – (Born 21st December – 21st January )
Goatman humanoid – was in ancient times first to be known as the 'Capricorn race'. An affinity of the Planet Saturn .. historians ascribe their existence on Earth as more than just legend; The half man half goat creatures, were reputedly organized, intelligent and hardworking – having built a small City of their own and, maintained a proud culture!
Star gazing ancient Astrologers of the human race, may have inherited their ability to study the stars and planetary bodies, to those humanoid Capricorns.
In days long gone-by, matters of infinite time and space were first to be interpreted to humans directly by the humanoids. What was to confirm the goatman and goatwomans' affinity to the planet Saturn.
The humanoids had reputation as a very proud lot!
Thinking of themselves as superior to the Human race.. for constantly consulting with them in matters of spirituality… that 'star quality pride' had more and more isolated them from the human being.
Came a time when humans paid no-more attention to them; human Astrologers had already charted the birth signs and wrote their definitions. The Capricorn goatman race had reached their end… humans would no longer rely on their communication s via the planet Saturn; human astrology had taken firm root. The humanoid goatman capricorn were a relegated lot.. they would eventually drift down the annuls of history into legendhood!
Hardly would the humanoids venture out for a stroll in the woods; suddenly, the scent of their human/goat bodies attracted marauding carnivorous wild beasts who, mauled them day in and day out. The humanoids weren't protected by Saturn anymore, they perished and eventually became legends. Their small City on a little hill, provided humans with habitat structure and building.
Astrologers kept the secrets they had learned and, one day, the ‘Three Wise Men' following star signs, were to travel from the far East to Bethlehem  - where the Capricorn King of Kings was born on the ancient Hebrew/Roman  population day  known now as Christmas day! So that the perishment of all the humanoids that ever lived on Earth and, that of the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah might be eventually resolved… Salvation was that day born.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAPRICORN!

Some reflections on Germany...

Some reflections on Germany

'Die Alter’ – was an aging crime detective, series. Nearly entirely non-violent, a subtle German crime drama whose dragnets by 1980s standard – painstakingly wrapped up into some huge plot of conversant suspense..
To grip you on the edge – till next week!
Too short, so tasty, so gripping and entertaining to even hold attention of minors.. an A+ for a detective drama with little or no violence. The 'Old Fox', (English title) like 'Football made in Germany' were at a German public 5x frontier… a clever design of reprieve; a bailout from the accident; created by hardmanship of NAZI Germany. It was the making of the 'break' and shift of the new gear!
An automatic this time – the German Autobahn reeked of leaded nearly perfumed atmosphere. More than anything else apart from the heavier lanes, to and from work drive of the 1980s were fan-times.. leading European popular magazines said so…
 Certainly, hazards also occurred but, people didn’t have to actually dwell on them; it was the 1980s and, Mentality and the paradigm were on the shift – 20th Century was about to turn into 21st, and the universe was racing itself into another Millennium…
 Around the world there was new thinking, space exploration had picked up; in the US, 'Voyager 1’ was launched 1984.
Impetus for better, greater livelihood were in the making; the races were on and fasting away.. research, design, art and high-tech – promises of tomorrow that was yet to come! Were in the works in 'Silicone Valley' – occasionally the inspiring glimpses reached out to our third world as well. More and more third worlders picked on overseas traveling. O! The 1980s was traveling time. Unsponsored traveling; we Africans went overseas Europe, Dubai and elsewhere to learn or, for those of us not blessed with formality, we went there to experience. We were apparently a different kind of challenge… a decade earlier, another type had travelled Europe from elsewhere around the world. 'Toramolinos' Was a traveler novel I read those years; youth from around the world travelled to that city. The trends setting had began – the baby boomers generation of post Hitler had started it all. The generation of 'terror international' had followed. By the time I went to exile in Germany, the fire and passion of that baby boomers generation were dying down.
Suddenly, slum-bang! 'Berlin Wall' comes down! 1989..
What! And what is happening? Noh nischt!  NATO and the RED ARMY?
'Providentially quiet'
And true as Providence had it, this time the 'Old Fox' country was ransomed! War to the third worlders'
In the early hours of the ‘Crystal Night’ Jesus had said, in his own skirmish of all skirmishes; 'in the.. crow of the Cock… you will deny me!'
There is a privately and individually founded and built Church of the ‘Grand Denial’ with a Calvary scene by it’s throne side… stands grandly by the River Mainz, in Seligenstadt, Germany. I am inclined to believe that, there could have been no other spiritual purposes for an individual founding it. St. Peter’s and Marcellinous is Catholic, though founded privately. It is logical to align German's wartime misfortune to the night spiritually represented by this Church… to me, nothing elsewhere explains it better. Vatican research Authors like old Morris or Brown might someday clarify this part.
What caused the separation and what caused the reunification! Regrettable to me though, was the mindless brutality that took my daughter’s life one winter night, in Berlin – or how she was over many years, primed for that cold night.
Life among the Germans back then, (1986/88) was simple; do as they want you to do. A stoical unmouthed question seem to always hang loose.. what have you come here for? What do you want with us… don’t you see we are what we are.. and you won’t ever fit in it?
'Die Alter’ is without a doubt a humbled giant, he will deeply tolerated you; if he is intimidated a bit, it is by your typically African ignorance. Educated or uneduc'.
But rest assured you will live safe and even VIP life in the old country. Only, never will you get.. your dreams come true 'pound of flesh'– only what you can spend!
That much the 'Old Fox’ is the fox he is. Many a young African have trained in media, law, engineering, Journalism, tourism – returned to African shining stars, only for their light to blink-off! Or amber down to a deem glow.
‘Die Alter' kinmanship is strangely effective; just as you were about to return to your country, you might not feel or know it, but you are defused – there is a long think line.. whatever you do is automatically defused. Ruin is the name of that game! Stigma is that much ruinous – death of Daniela was the mad capper! The illogical bizarreness! Perhaps the hidden underlings!
Even then, there is so much to learn from the 'Old Fox’, best are the things you carry inside your head.. those you can later practice on your own. 'Die Alter’ prefers actually that you do it yourself. Germans don’t very much like hanging-on for dependency purposes sort of thing. Just do your own thing. Then get going – but stubbornly Africans more often like to overstay the hospitality!  For women, the 'Old Fox’ reputably has this soft spot for them – there is always this or that unique situations and, matters arising.. but otherwise, ‘Die Alter’ is very much easy with the African women.
German African development remain at average because, the Old Fox actually do not create stars out of anybody who is not of their kinmanship – it becomes 'corruption' by their principles and policies – meaning that anything given to an individual African, say, will eventually reflect negatively in subsequent years even on the giver! A permanent and evolutionary process of societal Audit.. will eventually find fault with some given values. Your star prize Award might be stained and tainted!
My family and I went to exile in Germany by a grand spirituality design – not by some cheap personal 'nice eating' diaspora interests.
The 'hand that taketh' – in the huge mix, stigma, ransom and things, why be the one to wither-off…
A young German/French lady, was our spirituality tow.. she did the 'Kite’ running back in the early 1980s. In Kampala of the old gun rattled Disco nights – my wife Genevieve, still living in Germany, was still a girlfriend of a few months – and soon to be fresher at Makerere University.
Long story short… French/German chic and I entangle on our bed with Genevieve – morning after, detective staff sergeant Bonny Okot and two (French/German) diplomats in a convoy spot the chic stepping out of the 'Three Stars' hotel near the Railway Station in Kampala and, chic is whisked away to Entebbe Airport. Huck Finn was still dribbling upstairs when it all happened!
(Sam u Gwe..) shoe shiners spill the 'Beans' story…
The dribbling has been going on for some thirty years plus… and to this day Lakery has been in the dark about the white lady in our life… I am moved to share this potion of our life because of the threats on my livelihood. People who don’t know anything in my father's family – are judges with impunity threatening me over matters that are personal to my life and that of my family – they don’t have the mind it takes, to understand the core spirituality involved, yet they persist with their own vainness. I have to say this, because my daughter was MURDERED in Berlin. And, people are sourcing money from the Germans – purportedly as silencer on the matter since I am not man enough to f**k my way into wealth! Ethics of today apparently dictates that, f**King is the undoing of everything that binds us to our suffering…
I think that may be so in the f**King political and other formal ethical fields… however, for some of us who merely made love to our spouses and so never f**ked them to death – we don’t know anything about extraordinary f**King that qualify some one towards graft. I have lost my daughter… however it had not occurred to me that, it all happened so that a few people access wealth – this stigmatism is hurting me!

'Job' - a day in contemplation.

‘Job’ – a day in contemplation.

JOB – the name that evoke infinite and forlorn, emptiness! A name that wells up feeling of pity and sympathetic demeanor. Job, a name that brings about apprehension in deep spiritual solitude and penitence… the name that instills stark fear and terror of insecurity, pain, rejection, and dejection.

Job, the name that carries with it the ultimate divine contact and communication… the mainstay of awesome courage, strength in the faith that holds the link with the Creator for eons upon eons.

How do the ordinariness of the humans - ever in simpleton, get anywhere near to understanding the phenomena of ‘Job’, the name and the synonymous ‘Job’ the word?

The millenniums upon millenniums of its mystery… in the relation between the Creator and the ordinariness of the Human. The ultimate divine link.

How do the ordinariness of the human – ever in simpleton, discern this huge technology of Man and God in [conversation] - what never slipped away in this enormous fog of descent! That; humanity dies and is born day to day, through centuries and ages – to forever live in this mystery of ‘Job’!

An existence forever planted in a divine and patriarchal call in affliction; pain even misery and bodily suffering! To whom, of the human kind shall this phenomenon of ‘Job’ make sense? In addition, indeed for whose benefits?

That through this strange affliction, the human kind finds the opportunity… tapping-in, onto the abundance! Thus, enabling the interactivity and creativity that formulate, devise and implement this enormous phenomenon of ‘Job’ the word! So that we actually develop the occupation and tenets of ethical ‘Job’ solutions and creations.

How do the ordinariness of the human – ever in simpleton, own this occasion of thanks and appreciations - that must be long overdue to ‘Job’? For the contact that over the ages never was severed… for the cafes of modern friendships and even caves of ancient learning that was over the ages gone by.

What does it ever matter to the modern day youths with jobs in the media fraternity? How will they ever understand the true roots of their jobs? Lost, in the vainglory of their superb employments – who packaged it all and delivered to their localities? Will not, ever, come to mind!

That should you be the head of a global entity, a national entity, an international entity where would you place your luck or pride for what you are.

Where would you begin your thinking from… if you were a thinker? I’d bet just one dollar [that I don’t have, for a million to one – you would [or should?] begin your thinking from within the fundamental holy books. Where the story of humanity begins…

This, my contemplation comes from the ‘Book of Job’! For it is understandable to me – that, humanity has this enormous task; to piece together the communications technology – which by and large, has a trendy path already achieved – what remains a mystery… are the physical torment and ailing suffering narrated in the phenomenon of ‘Job’? An inherent part of that divine conversation! A human heritage obviously! Just thinking…   

   

  

  

Personal initiative - hallmark of the Arts

Personal initiative - hallmark of the Arts!

WRITING is an art. I am a little bit dismayed, that some of the things happening in the field of ‘literary developments’ in Northern Uganda Schools, seems to be pre-designated to discourage ‘literature’ among pupils and students in Northern Uganda.

One wouldn’t envisage it otherwise! Given certain negative factors often highlighted in the newspapers.

In the ‘Daily Monitor’ report seen in this picture below, it is disturbing to note that, a Schools ‘Essay writing competition’ targeting lower education and, above all organized by ‘Bank of Uganda’, should end on such a note.

[By Cissy Makumbi – Daily Monitor Monday August 1^st, 2016 – in part reads]:

“GULU – The principal education officer at the Ministry of Education and national coordinator Essay Competition, Mr. George Mutekanga, has said District Education Officers whose schools failed to show up at the Regional Essay Competition will be subjected to disciplinary action. Mr. Mutekanga made the remarks while officiating at the regional essay competition – at the Bank of Uganda, Gulu Branch, on Wednesday…”

It is not so easily believable, that this actually happened in Gulu. The story of writing in the Acholi land Northern Uganda has very fertile roots in the personifications of these great Acholi sons, who did it all in ‘the box’ as it were; poet ‘Professor Okot p’Bitek’ rip (Song of Lawino and others), Professor Ocitti JB rip (Acholi Stories), Professor Dr. Alexander Odonga rip (Acholi Fables), Onyango KuDongo (topics on Luo) and, many others known and unknown Acholi writers, who over the many-many years, were the early generation contributors’ to ‘literary inspirations’ in the Acholi land.    

What moves me to come-out, and weigh-in on this matter, is the simple fact that – going by the little detail report I captured off the pages of the Daily Monitor – the BOU essay writing project should have been fully embraced by the local Schools.

There is certainly no ‘but you see…’ lame excuses here. I am another personification of the fertile roots of writing in the Acholi land, and I did it all outside the box! So how do Acholi pupils and students chicken out of an essay  writing competition?

I think, unfortunately, many people are not telling nothing at all… if that impress upon you anything at all! How do whole and entire regional schools be termed “Dodgers” of a Bank of Uganda essay-writing project? Where do all these proud and ‘GREAT’ fathers, sons and daughters actually materialize? If suddenly, not all their children feature on such schools creative essay writing challenges…

The finding I bumped into sometimes ago and, banked off – only to have reason to recollect it this morning, does not impress me! Nor does it challenge me either. As a writer of a researched book – all these anger me.

One S4 student recently impressed me though – donning a T-Shirt with the inscriptions [School Writing Club] – she instantly grabbed my full attention.

I was walking to Gulu town from the direction of St. Mary Hospital Lacor [my village home side], and so were a group of three or four girls. I strike conversation with the T-Shirt girl…

“I am a member of our School Writing Club because I want to become an Author” she says it so powerfully I, actually laughed and, believed her!

“What is your name?” I ask

“Jud Piyoo” came the toothy all inspired reply – we talked at length and she exhibited character and composure. I liked her straight and felt fatherly to her.

By the time we reached the Customs Corner roundabout, she had passed my basic test on reading, by narrating the “Merchant of Venice”. A child of the arts, I finally conclude and qualified her.  

How then does this Bank of Uganda schools essay writing challenge draw nothing from Gulu schools, but “Dodgers” who must be “punished?” According to the Daily Monitor piece.

“Not all that glitters are gold”! So goes an old adage.

If the story of the Gulu BOU essay ‘dodgers’ might stick, then Gulu and indeed, the sub-region as a whole has a very prickly observer – watching over its literary developments with ill intentions. Or, these might be the new signs and symptoms of a very bad disease killing formal literary developments.  

I am an Author [The Water Trap] who developed as a freelance writer – I walked [off-the box] all my reading and writing life. People who are overcome by their own achievements as [in box developed] – often downgrade me “The Water Trap – was not written by him,” they say! I was for a while psychologically reduced to nothing by the doubting Thomas’s vainglory…

Now I am all positive - these are all non-performers and breeds of the jealous – Sir Samuel Baker SS recently closed down! Some students in jail… aha ha ha… I know these are sons of very proud parents!   

I am self-published, though the Thomas’s want to belittle what I have so far achieved and accomplished, I can defend my own book anytime, anywhere… so really, whose children are the “dodgers” – and who are their bizzare teachers anyway?    Talk about pride and prejudices, in the sometimes-stark stupid fields of education in Uganda… 

War or Peace!

War – is a very attractive spouse! A beauty. The nubile call-point of Spartacus heroism. The home of attrition - once you begin her courtship, there is often nothing that might stray your attention from homing in on this target of all targets.

The practiced revolutionaries know the pros and cons of war, warmongery, illicit war trade, industrial and cosmopolitan purposes of war. The Ideological factors. The intelligential and the cadre of the regime! 

In the jurisprudence of war legislature – governments might ‘move’ against one another or against an organized threat… spurred into the act of ‘negation of a [particular] negation’; to react, strategically respond or, cogitatively preempt particular instances of clandestine war footings…

Here, once proven beyond reasonable and, [sometimes un-reasonable] doubts – that actual war were in the offing, then certain [sleepy] national interest safe-guards spontaneously spring into wakefulness… what happens in such events – may be termed as automatic mechanisms long since defined by laws of the particular nation. What therefore happens and, how they otherwise happen – depend on the laws of the particular country and, how an incumbent regime administration either works or don’t.

In fall of Gaddafi in Libya – there was a common interest factor between a handful of exiled, highly educated diasporas – who fronted for leadership change in Tripoli and, the French government of the time who had apprehended the godfather of terrorism himself – Carlos Martinez Sanchez, a Venezuelan – who the French government accused of countless violent murder of innocent French people in Paris and other places in that country back in the 1970s. Something that had included the taking hostage of a whole Olympic team from Israel in Munich 1972 Olympics.

The French regime of the day had it, that Gaddafi of Libya had been funding Carlos’s clandestine terrorism and, often shielded the terrorist – for decades frustrating French legislative and government efforts to bring Carlos to books.

While the equally frustrated Libyan Diasporas living in France wanted the French government of the time to spearhead the violent fall of Gaddafi – thus begins the Libyan part of the ‘Arab Spring’.

Regrettably though, war is a shifty hard to orchestrate dynamic and, horribly fast and destructive state of affair! One might never be able to design and time it to that [war-room] perfection; once on the move, no amount of perfect war planning can place absolute control over mounting battlefield situations.

The Libyan changes were achieved… that included the death of Col. Gaddafi himself. However, what is likely to linger on for a long time, is the traumatic experience! The desolation! The obliterated Infrastructure and the economic and human decline; a huge part of the youth, born mostly after Gaddafi’s  overthrow of King Idris, died [enmasse] along with President Gaddafi – the task, therefore, of rebuilding and psychological rehabilitation of a devastated people – who are sinking all too often in the Mediterranean Sea aboard rickety smuggler’s boats that capsize every now and again – as the traumatized people tersely make the mad rush towards crossing the sea into the safety, comfort, and hope of the European life.

Sub-Sahara Africa has a huge area of foreign experiences to draw from. The Biblical 40 year’s leadership change maxim – is a very valid set of argument and direction pointer – however, prudentially it might also be incumbent upon the potentials… to correctly and prudently assess their national human and material resource interests - that should or should not go [destructively] with the Biblical 40 years change making!

Sub-Sahara Africa, however, has a complication – the components of the African intelligentsia and, the intellectual Concourse are a disjointed and, uninformed often irrelevant [own-goal scorers]. They defeat the very purposes for their own very existence – all but otherwise wish and try to unreasonably shorten their own growth longevity. The [maxim] changes they all crave, have to always be violent – to prove that they all are not going back into their mother’s wombs – the fatalistic Amin challenge factor!

War and Peace are both a challenge!   

   

Radicalization of an Individual & Radicalism of the Individual

Radicalization of an Individual & Radicalism of the Individual

Sam Mwaka-karama

Long, long before everyone was born to what is now ‘Intellectual knowledge’ – especially here in Africa – the British among the developed, had long since formulated the thinking of how to isolate and, victimize an individual.

The philosophy in this conceptualization assumes, actually rather wrongly, that once isolated the individual victim of the process of radicalization – will [always] mentally plunge into the abysmal characteristic of despair and degeneration. Moreover, cut-off thus, from his normal path in life, the individual begins exhibiting unfriendly… even abusive temperament.

How is this so? In the first concept, the victim is a subject of study among a malicious group of either peers or even just plain stigmatizing haters! The practice in radicalizing the individual is formulated in such a way that the victim individual finds himself the subject of ‘practical jokes’… as in palaver.

Be like – you are walking down the street. Perhaps you are bypassing a coffee shop with an apt name like; [(Bamboo) Bicycle Café] in your home town – like mine is Gulu in Northern Uganda. Or even the Abyssinian [chronicle] café.

Suddenly, as you walk-by – a shower of raucous laughter washes after you accompanied by a single clapping of the palms.

It is familiar – more like some common music played on some Fm Radio station all the time – you don’t even bother to look over your shoulder. It is a group of white skinned people. Yah! You always know they hail from the white man countries abroad – an assortment of either trotters, research students or other individual interest travelers – actual NGO workers and group tourists do not behave like that. You, yet again ignore the ‘virus’ load in their loud conversations.

The overly manifested intellectual malaise is actually the ways and means by which [you] the individual is being radicalized – the well-honed technique is supposedly guaranteed to yield a result! In that you the victim would (as in will…) most certainly turn back and annoyed or more appropriately mad! Hurl back a barrage of vile insults in your own mother tongue – or something.

NOW provoked – the real Men would get-up and, the security personnel nearby would be signaled to deal with you – actually [you] are insulting tourism! Because the lunatic you are, you were heard and seen insulting white skinned men and women who were quietly cooling their tired day, taking [their evening coffee] – so you are a disgrace to your country and people. So thus, radicalized by this well-honed intellectual strategy, you were dumped in jail!

This rather desolate battlefield has seen many an African of the writing ethics… ruined! Once you were identified with short-fused temperament, as researched among your kinship, [you] were considered the easy prey! Therefore, the game begins. I don’t have to name anybody, but history has it that many well renowned African writers of very high educational qualifications have been victims in this trade!

Some African political leaders equally, have been molested by this factor – if some leaders were short-fused, at least one might have been heard shouting back [fake news – fuck you]. Such a leader knows the cocoon of ‘supremacists’ malaise.

But then a TALANTA is a TALANTA… what they, the Supremes imagine were their own spirituality guarded fields of inspirations – have been seal-broken. ‘The New, New World Economic Order’ is founded, on the predictions of the version. The analog Millennium is by-gone! And now 17 years into the digital Millennium – it might be vain actually, to still play clearly outdated games of malice.  

Contemporary Africa, in this digital millennium – may have bypassed their way into working directly with heavy weight American or British or indeed European companies and institutions. This is a point of raw challenge to other more ordinary intellects in those countries… but then it is the path!

Africans are hooked to the European and British football betting mania… how do you [a supremacist] stop those betting millions make and willingly lose money on that International Soccer Industry?

You want an African self made and published Author – drop out of that online book publishing and marketing American company, so that you [the supremacist] gain what?

Don’t you see that one way or the other – the individual you want very much to radicalize – is more and more a real or potential significant unit in the income of those who create such online companies?

 In addition, don’t you see that, your radicalization of the individual - no longer exists; What Ngugi or Wole, or P’Bitek lost as misappropriated by the old African writers’ series are now a bygone.

In that [maybe] they did not produce their work by their own hands [Dictaphones and secretary typewriters etcetera…] – that was different from today’s method of manuscript development and production […S3] or [PhD] we all now have the laptops, Hi Pads and Modems. Add that to a smart phone and, you, the supremacist, might never know how the modern African make his “Smart Money”. Why don’t you stop victimization and radicalization? The old game is up!

Even bad as it were, ‘Radicalism of the Individual’ is, as well bygone – those who made themselves radicals and changed governments – might not ever commonly recur! And, not very many people in Africa want to walk that jungle anymore anyway. Only national mayhem makers of anarchy.***