Striving to save my people while NRM endeavours to destroy them
On January 4, while I was returning from my doctor at Makerere and had reached the service station below Mulago hospital main road, a thug suddenly overtook us from the right, intending to ram into my vehicle but with the blessing of God, he missed and instead collided with a metal guard and severely damaged his vehicle.
My bodyguard Christopher rushed to arrest him, but I restrained Christopher. He went to inspect the vehicles and laughed.
“Why are you laughing?” I asked.
“The fool has damaged his own vehicle without touching ours,” he replied.
A crowd started gathering within minutes and surrounded my vehicle. That evidence is on video and is now circulating and seen by many, including Dr Miria Matembe and Rev Fr Gaetano Batanyenda who rushed to my residence.
One thing the accident has revealed is a vacuum and absence of Opposition political parties. Go to the remotest villages in border districts and ask who the leaders of Opposition parties are. In the past, I used to have some doubts but now the incident I was involved in has made me sure that only NRM party and its leaders are known beyond Kampala and other towns.
The NRM is the only real political party we have which, unfortunately, is now using vicious methods to frighten millions of my compatriots to vote for them even after robbing them to add to their already collected taxes.
After the voters have become totally drank on the booze provided by the NRM, they easily forget the torture and failure of the same previously brutal but now loving servants. They totally forget that it is their own money which is used to achieve all this.
Following millions of their hangovers, the humble servants become the mighty masters proudly bragging that they are no one’s servants but they are only doing their own thing. Their second in command previously deceived them that he was a Christian. However, recently, he revealed his true self that he is a fake Christian when he went to the temple of God and people challenged him as to why he was speaking the bill of sins, he proudly spat at the Almighty God and reportedly said privately, and I quote, “I am not bothered.”
As the chief executioners of the reign of terror to Ugandans struggled to arrest me, God sent three heroes to my rescue. After I had resisted arrest with contempt with someone videoing the spectacle, a police bandit hoping to squeeze life out of me charged, but my bodyguard Christopher suddenly knocked the brute into unconsciousness.
He then jumped from his front seat to my side at the back, grabbed my hand and said: “The Constitution and this national flag on my arm are for which I am directed here. The judge is much higher in the national hierarchy than afandes. I order you to stop assaulting professor. I am now protecting him. You may shoot me but he and I shall die together holding hands.”
Then the brutes realising that he had been helplessly outfoxed, in rage turned his venom to my faithful driver Hussein who only speaks and understands Luganda.
The commander of the anti-Christ brigade angrily ripped open my vehicle’s door and almost in sheer madness, grabbed poor Hussein, pulled and chucked him out. Three other police thugs helped to control my driver knowing that they had previously made sure that I could not escape because my vehicle was blocked. I had been blocked with a huge breakdown vehicle.
As now the video shows, I broke down. At the end of the day, I was saved by the Kabaka’s subjects and not Banyakigezi who are of the same blood, origin and parentage.
Prof Kanyeihamba is a retired Supreme Court judge.
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