Does NRM mean “Narrowed Reasoning Mindset” ?


In the New Vision of February 11th 2013, a one Kintu Nyago referred to as an NRM Cadre under the title ‘Mulwana’s Success a Result of NRM’s 27 Years of Peace’  has tickled me into trying to put sense back to where it belongs.

For long I have tolerated the lullabies that many of the government functionaries keep singing for us telling us how the NRM Government has been the best thing to happen to this country since the cure for Syphilis was found. While I selectively believe this assertion, I find the extraordinary lust to spring onto any opportunity to heap unnecessary praise on the NRM Government in Uganda by obviously over zealous cadres very embarrassing especially considering that some of them known to me have had saner backgrounds of logical reasoning prior to being engulfed in their current roles.

In the article, the author kicks off by stating that “…  most commentators have ignored the fact that Mulwana’s success was premised on the 27 years of President Museveni and the NRM’s good Governance.” The key word I noted here is ‘Premise’ which if looked up gives the contextual implication that all the late James Mulwana achieved was a result of the NRM laying a foundation for him to do what he did.

I urge Mr. Nyago to take time off and either read a biography on the late industrialist (if any) or use the seemingly efficient Intelligence agencies at his disposal to do a thorough background check on this fallen hero. A quick internet search would have saved him the embarrassment of uttering such unfounded falsehoods with a jelly-jam foundation.

Mr. Nyago further asserts that; “Museveni leadership to date, reflected stability and certainty. It established and supported democratic constitutionalism and the rule of law, and set up market friendly policies and an enabling developmental state. All these shaped Mulwana’s success …”

Now to the classroom of Entrepreneurship Mr. Kintu Nyago. It is a fact that Mr. James Mulwana began plying his trade when Uganda was still an infant nation. Entrepreneurs are ideas people who transform the abstract into reality. From the time he is alleged to have started honing his skills as a bouncer at a night club, dabbled into trade (initially petty and later serious) got the Chloride Battery dealership into Uganda, set up the Nice House of Plastics was the NRM even on the heavenly agenda?

This nation might have been going through all those tortuous times but that didn’t imply that the late industrialist was not already on his success path. I personally have a memorabilia of a Nice Bowl that my mom bought for me as a 10 year old which I used for drinking porridge since it always allowed me to take more than 2 cups at once and I made ten years before the lovely NRM you are praising came into power.

Genuine success in business is not a one night affair (aka Kagwirawo). It can not be attributed to one or two or only three factors. In most cases it is a mish mash of activities, decisions, events and interactions that lead one along this path. While the NRM you obviously unreservedly praise for obvious reasons could have come in at a latter stage, it only contributed to a career that was already in full throttle. Mr. James Mulwana was already a winner, he had discovered the magic formula and was marching towards his destiny. Even if the NRM hadn’t come to power, the late James Mulwana would still have achieved all this because no individual or group of individuals would have stopped what he had set his sights upon. It is the main reason he weathered the Amin and Obote era storms.

So, my humble advice to you and also speaking as an entrepreneur, please take time and find the kind of lullabies that are suitable for advancing the visibility of your seemingly good party but save us the entrepreneurs the embarrassment of being all looked at as NRM creations. Some of us may be but not all of us are. I am sure the next thing we are about to hear is how the NRM is the premise behind the success of Sir. Gordon Wavahmunno, Mr. Adriko, Mr. Aga Ssekalaala among others. While at it, whenever tempted, make these assertions when these personalities are still with us so that we can get the truth from the horse’s mouth.

Otherwise I wish you the best with your career as an NRM cadre as I retreat back to what I do best.

Long Live James Mulwana (R.I.P). You were one true industrialist that I really believed in. There aren’t that many on my list by global standards.

Twitter: @wirejames

Thinking Uganda@100


Its October 9th 2062, I am just twelve years shy of my own centenary but Uganda is celebrating its centenary. Seated on a couch in the living room surrounded by my grand and great grandchildren who have come for the Uganda@100 celebrations, a discussion ensues.

“Jajja (Old Man), we can’t believe that at one time Uganda never had enough electricity. How was life then?” asks one of them. “Well, you have grown up not knowing what life is without all these things you take for granted. Because you have encrypted electricity that cannot be used at all without decrypting and systems that store excess power when not in use preserving it for those times when we have peak demand, this means that theft and wastage of electricity has been brought to a halt.”

“But why didn’t they encrypt the electricity back then? You guys couldn’t think about something as simple as that?” another interjects.  At a loss of words, I summarily state, “we were still low tech then. What you see today, is a world where energy is harnessed from the Sun, Water, hurricanes, lightning and wind only to be stored for use as and when the public demands. This may seem obvious to you but when I was growing up, we instead used to run away from lighting and hurricanes thinking they are merely destructive tendencies of nature. Today, I am amazed that from one lightning strike alone we generate a month’s worth of electricity to power 5000 homes. ”

“But Jajja, you always say that the roads in this country were very bad, what do you mean? Can a road have pot holes? Can one lack means of transport from one place to the other?” the 18 year old challenged me.

Clearing my throat, my mind raced to the times when I would travel to Apac, Arua, Soroti, Butaleja and other rural regions of Uganda and get stuck in roads cum gardens. “I don’t know how to describe to you what a bad road is since you have not seen a pothole in your life. At the moment you are spoilt for choice if you have to travel from Mukono to Jinja because you can take the express highway, the Speed Bullet Train, our family plane or even a submarine ride. You just don’t know what it means to be in a life where these alternatives aren’t in place. In 20 minutes you can find your way to the village in Butaleja a journey that used to take me 4 hours driving along an excuse of a highway called Jinja Road then.”  “Wow!! Jajja, those must have been very tough days. You guys really suffered” interjects the 18 year old.

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As I am trying to rummage through my decades old electronic albums to pick out some of my famous bad roads photos taken in Apac and Arua, Jean my great grandchild just walks in with her mother Nina and they are all smiles. She is just returning from her first holiday to the moon. Within no time, she narrates to us her first experience of zero gravity, the beautiful sight of mother earth from space, dancing ballet in floatation mode, and she is all grateful for the holiday home that we built on the moon. Her only complaint is that it takes long to get there. A flight through space of 6 hours is too long for her.

By the time she is through with her narration, I am tired and all I want is to sip my fruit juice mix, bird nest’s soup while nibbling the high protein fried crickets, mopane caterpillars and beetles.

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Back from my dream, I nevertheless believe that Uganda@100 will be eons ahead of Uganda@50 if we believe and start working at it together. Finger pointing and armchair analysis of Africa’s challenges is one of our biggest antidotes to development.

Aluta Continua.