Our memory of the Mukura wagon massacre will never fade

Wednesday July 11 2012

Yesterday, some of us reflected on one of the worst atrocities, the Mukura Massacre that the NRM government inflicted on the people of Uganda. As I have said before on this forum, if the Museveni government ever thought that July 11 would fade in our memories, then it is

The day is even more poignant given that some of us were brought up within whistling distance of Okungulo (Mukura) Railway Station, where this horrendous atrocity was committed. To-date, all we have witnessed is a tokenistic effort by the government to mollify the feelings of the poor people whose families were incinerated in a disused wagon. All said and done, this is like putting lipstick on a pig. Unless justice is seen to be done to the people of Mukura and, by extension, of Uganda, there can never be a closure to this kind of atrocity.

Just for the record, during the 10th Anniversary of the Massacre in 1999, this is what former president Milton Obote, said: “Mukura is in Kumi District, which is in Teso and Teso is in the north-east, which Museveni told the diplomats as having been pacified. Why was it that some 300 young men were imprisoned and locked by the NRA in railway wagons at Mukura, a pacified area, and then massacred by setting fire under the wagons!

The answer can only be that the destruction of the foodstuff of millions of people, the destruction of their homes, and the massacres of many people at Mukura were all a deliberate policy to depopulate Uganda so as to provide land for foreigners to farm”. I dare say those painful and memorable words by the founding Father of the Republic of Uganda, still ring true today as they rang in 1999 when they were penned.

On this 23rd anniversary of the Mukura Massacre, I earnestly appeal to you all to join me and all Ugandans of goodwill, to reflect on the manner in which the current rulers in Kampala have conveniently decided to get away with murder of such magnitude. Just pause and imagine that children who were born on July 11, 1989 have now grown up as orphans, if they are alive, because they were robbed of the love, attention and care they would have received from their parents and have been left to get on with their daily lives.

To all our fallen brothers and sisters, wherever they may be, one commitment we make is: Our memory will never fade. You will remain in our hearts for eternity.


Obalell Omoding,