Putting the Lockdown into Perspective

Drinking-at-B-B-Lounge. (Nile Post)

President Museveni did not bother with allowing bars to open. I think he also realised that the bars were opened just a day after lockdown.

On 23rd March 2020, my neighbor turned his bar into a restaurant. On the menu rolex, chapatti and omelette.

Mzei Kalaso goes to the restaurant for lunch and comes out at 8pm, singing obangaina. Then LDUs who guard the gate arrest him for breaking curfew rules.

Basically, the LDUs only offer security to premises and patrons when inside the restaurant/bar and one can drink as much as he/she wishes and stay as long as someone so wishes. But once it clocks 7pm, you have 3 options: remain inside the restaurant/bar till morning, invite the LDUs inside for a drink or pay them to escort you to your house. They are very nice. Thank you very much, Museveni for bringing LDUs.

Another thing which had to stop was the music. The sound system was disabled and you would find people watching NTV news with the volume down to zero. They make use of the sign language and experts like us depend on the lip reading experience to know what the news anchor is saying. The challenge was "zungulu".

But fear Arsenal fans. On the day they won against Manchester City in the FA Cup, they blew their own cover. They noisily celebrated for 30 minutes.

Then I remembered the Police Officer who directed a butchery to turn off his loud music. There was no presidential directive whatsoever that we should stop loud music and indeed there is no scientific link between loud music and Covid-19.

But that officer was intelligent, he realised that everytime the loud music played, it was meant to distract the police from noticing that people were playing "matatu" or card game or ludo, just behind the police post.

People are pretty smart!

They are smart like me. Now that salons have been allowed to operate, I shall be going to Mbale this weekend to cut off my hair. This hair and I have tolerated each other for all these 4 months.

I would have cut my hair from here in Kampala but Jerome has told me that there is a salon which is offering discounts in Mbale. I can't miss that. I shall get on the first bus on Saturday so that by midday, I shall be done with the barber and return to Kampala.

While in Kampala, I shall return my DP party card to Norbert Mao and ask for a refund of my membership fee. I want to join another party!