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MUSEVENI STOP FOOLING UGANDANS INTO SIM-CARD REGISTRATIONS Talking about the WHO instead of the WHAT, this is exactly why the dictator was trying to muddy the waters when he was interviewed by the Qatar reporter. Dictator Museveni is determined to keep the WHO to stay as a life president. Now he has forced all Ugandan smartphone owners to register their SIM CARDS and poor Ugandans think that, this is done for their security reasons. Its further from the truth. The truth is that this military regime is forcing smartphone owners to register their SIM cards, so that Museveni guarantees his job security until death do us apart. The main purpose of a SIM CARD is to provide vital information of the owner of the smartphone and his/her daily activities and what type of information the phone user is involved in. The reason dictator M7 gave of cracking down on criminals is just phony and bogus. Once the user is identified, the government can track that individual down through his/her network carrier and hell could rain on that individual in Nalufenya. Most of the hardcore criminals are state sanctioned and mostly do not use smartphones in the commission of a crime. The recent wave of killings in Masaka, the government has no idea who committed such horrific crimes. Uganda has so many universities and most of them have IT, and Computer Engineering departments but I doubt if any of the university professors were ever asked to appear on any TV Programs to explain the function of a SIM card registration but they have this self named Museveni's dog Tamale Mirundi talking nonsense. Ruth Nankabirwa lied to the people that the reason why some of the SIM card registrants phones being switched off was to test and make sure that the registration exercise was a success. What she failed to inform the general public was that most government officials did not register their SIM cards. Dictator Museveni would do whatever he can get away with in order to die in power including killings. Remember the 85 Ugandans that lost their lives in bombings while watching soccer tournaments? Museveni supporters jumped on the opportunity to register their SIM cards and were all over social medial encouraging people to register as its very important to do so in order to prevent crimes. The only crime SIM card registration could do is to track down those not in line with the government. #NEVER_MAINTAIN_SILENCE_IN_THE_PRESENCE_OF_INJUSTICE! THIS IS AN INFORMATION YOU MIGHT NOT LIKE, BUT INFORMATION IS POWER! #FREE_UGANDA! #SECTARIAN_M7_MUST_QUIT_STATE_HOUSE! LOVE ME OR HATE ME, I DON'T CARE! #OSUTA_YUSUF A CAREER POLITICIAN / LAWYER

MUSEVENI STOP FOOLING UGANDANS INTO SIM-CARD REGISTRATIONS Talking about the WHO instead of the WHAT, this is exactly why the dictator was trying to muddy the waters when he was interviewed by the Qatar reporter. Dictator Museveni is determined to keep the WHO to stay as a life president. Now he has forced all Ugandan smartphone owners to register their SIM CARDS and poor Ugandans think that, this is done for their security reasons. Its further from the truth. The truth is that this military regime is forcing smartphone owners to register their SIM cards, so that Museveni guarantees his job security until death do us apart. The main purpose of a SIM CARD is to provide vital information of the owner of the smartphone and his/her daily activities and what type of information the phone user is involved in. The reason dictator M7 gave of cracking down on criminals is just phony and bogus. Once the user is identified, the government can track that individual down through his/her network car...

HERE IS WHAT EXACTLY SOME OF MY PEOPLE IN OTHER PARTS OF UGANDA, ARE EATING TO SURVIVE ON AS PROPOSED BY THE MINISTER! Some years back in 2009, when a similar famine hit westnile region, Teso sub regions and some parts of Uganda, the then Minister of Disaster Preparedness, Prof. Tarsus Kabwegyere advised the people there to eat grass, mangoes and insects. #Greedy_sectarian_government #Botched_Museveni_must_go. Your hateful opinion of me, will never put food on my dining table! BURN. #OSUTA_YUSUF CAREER POLITICIAN / LAWYER.

Public notice to all patriotic and justice loving Ugandans in and abroad. I fight for Uganda not because i was born in uganda, but because Uganda was born in me. The struggle continues

Public notice to all  patriotic and justice loving ugandans in and abroad. I fight for Uganda not because i was born in uganda, but because Uganda was born in me. The struggle continues

Maama Janet Kataha Museveni, the first lady, and Ugandas Queen of Queens has been over the years covered under the heavy protection of his husband, the President. She has been over time carefully packaged and presented to the public not only as as an exemplary wife but a holy mother and a role model to millions of Ugandan women. Today, the safe mother broke out of her shell and joined politics. She's now on her own battling the usual dirty mockery of politics that's putting her reputation and consciousness to test! Her husband Yoweri Museveni was not comfortable when she declared interests to join politics. In fact he tried to stop her but she madly insisted that she had been instructed by God(of course who is above Museveni) to join politics. As she's dragged in the smelling mud of politics, my humble opinion is; 1. Janet should not negatively react or fight back with dirt. She must stand the heat like any other politician and in any case the 'God' who brought her to politics will always fight for her! 2. Museveni (his husband) must also not dare intervene in God's issues, he must stand as a man and avoid humiliation and provocation by just looking on and leaving the rest to God. 3. I, myself cannot freely post the photo below(that's why I covered it). Am conservative when it comes to mothers but I somehow feel that maybe any radical idiot has all rights to post it or maybe she really deserved it! Therefore I don't condemn whoever posted the original Photoshop. 4. I don't consider Dr. Stella Nyanzi's post to be abusive or defamatory, it was nice poetry, it was carefully written to avoid personal attacks, it doesn't target an individual but specifically attacks the office, it does not mention any of Janet's names anywhere! It was perfect and professional. I admire the writer!! Keep it up Mama Stella Nyanzi! I think Janet made a terrible mistake to join politics, it maybe payback time! "Its Better to have a bad beginning and a good end than a good beginning with a bad end" #31wastedyears!. - Source osutayusuf.blogspot.com . THE STRUGGLE CONTINUES

Maama Janet Kataha Museveni, the first lady, and Ugandas Queen of Queens has been over the years covered under the heavy protection of his husband, the President. She has been over time carefully packaged and presented to the public not only as as an exemplary wife but a holy mother and a role model to millions of Ugandan women. Today, the safe mother broke out of her shell and joined politics. She's now on her own battling the usual dirty mockery of politics that's putting her reputation and consciousness to test! Her husband Yoweri Museveni was not comfortable when she declared interests to join politics. In fact he tried to stop her but she madly insisted that she had been instructed by God(of course who is above Museveni) to join politics. As she's dragged in the smelling mud of politics, my humble opinion is; 1. Janet should not negatively react or fight back with dirt. She must stand the heat like any other politician and in any case the 'God' who brought her ...

Thank you, Stella Nyanzi. She opened her lying mouth and said, "Walk your children to school, I walked four kilometers to and from school when I was a child!" The lazy pig that flew her children in aeroplanes to school looked down her long piggy nose and told us to walk our children to school. Do as I say, not as I do, she says through her lying teeth. She opened her rotten jaws and said, "Do not pile your children on bodaboda motorbikes, but instead buy a car to take them to school!" The big-thighed cow that is driven all over our country in a convoy of motorcades rubbed her thighs and told us to buy cars or else walk. Do as I say, not as I do, she says upon her cellulite-covered thighs. She opened her venomous mandibles and said, "Do not abandon your children to dangerous bodabodamen, but walk them to school!" The poisonous snake is wife to a tyrant who abandoned Uganda's poor citizenry, in preference to thickening the bellies of a few kin. Do as I say, not as my husband does, she hisses venomously. She opened her empty brains and said, "Schools must now open at 08:00AM and close 05:00PM, as well as close over weekends!" The empty-brained leopardess has sat silently for thirty-one years as a whole generation of Ugandans started school at six or seven and ended school at six or seven, sometimes even having night-time preps in boarding schools... she said nadda for thirty-one long years, and now she is nyonyonyoing about school hours! Somebody lend this woman quarter a brain, or some piece of brain. Just, just, just lend her a few brain cells... for she is a certified - approved fool! She opened her long blood-sucking proboscis and dared to tell us that bodabodas are dangerous transport for our children. Huh! We are the bodaboda-generation. Our fathers, husbands, brothers, sons, uncles and nephews grew rich on the Mwaanyi-Zaabala motorbikes that first ferried coffee during the magendo days. Our men reclaimed their manhood through providing for us when they transported contraband goods and criminal merchants on their Bajjaj bodabodas riding through illicit dust-covered routes criss-crossing the country from every inconspicuous border-point. Our boy friends and casual lovers rode bodabodas or hired bodabodas to stealthily come visit us in the wee hours of the night. As women and girls, we have grown up mounting all sorts of bodabodas, spreading out legs wide on top of them, sitting astraddle them, holding tight the waists of bodabodamen and flying up and down the streets, paths and highways of Uganda atop these motorbike. Helmet or not, seat-belt or not, driver's license or not, third party or not, accidents or not, we know, we trust and we love our bodabodas and bodabodamen. Our children can sleep safely while riding on the back of bodabodas. Somebody, please get the first lady a bodabodaman to ride her up and down Rwakitura or Kololo or Entebbe or Nakasero. Somebody tell the Minister of Education that these bodabodamen she disparages are our fathers, husbands, brothers, sons, nephews and uncles - yes even our boy friends, lovers and casual sex partners for a fee! Our children are a lot safer under the care of bodabodamen than they are under the nepotistic family rule entrenched by the Musevenis. How can bodabodamen be more dangerous than a rogue regime whose president appoints his wife as Minister of Education, and wants his son to be future president? Who is more dangerous than the Musevenis today? Somebody teach Janet Kataaha Museveni how to mount a motorbike, spread her thighs wide and sit atop the beastly machine, put her cotton knickers on the bodaboda's seat made of fake leather, hold tight the bodabodaman's sweaty waist and ride all over Uganda as ordinary Ugandans do. We need to educate the Minister of Education. We must renew her brain based on everyday experiences. Aluta continua...

She opened her lying mouth and said, "Walk your children to school, I walked four kilometers to and from school when I was a child!" The lazy pig that flew her children in aeroplanes to school looked down her long piggy nose and told us to walk our children to school. Do as I say, not as I do, she says through her lying teeth. She opened her rotten jaws and said, "Do not pile your children on bodaboda motorbikes, but instead buy a car to take them to school!" The big-thighed cow that is driven all over our country in a convoy of motorcades rubbed her thighs and told us to buy cars or else walk. Do as I say, not as I do, she says upon her cellulite-covered thighs. She opened her venomous mandibles and said, "Do not abandon your children to dangerous bodabodamen, but walk them to school!" The poisonous snake is wife to a tyrant who abandoned Uganda's poor citizenry, in preference to thickening the bellies of a few kin. Do as I say, not as my husband does...

Thank you, Stella Nyanzi. She opened her lying mouth and said, "Walk your children to school, I walked four kilometers to and from school when I was a child!" The lazy pig that flew her children in aeroplanes to school looked down her long piggy nose and told us to walk our children to school. Do as I say, not as I do, she says through her lying teeth. She opened her rotten jaws and said, "Do not pile your children on bodaboda motorbikes, but instead buy a car to take them to school!" The big-thighed cow that is driven all over our country in a convoy of motorcades rubbed her thighs and told us to buy cars or else walk. Do as I say, not as I do, she says upon her cellulite-covered thighs. She opened her venomous mandibles and said, "Do not abandon your children to dangerous bodabodamen, but walk them to school!" The poisonous snake is wife to a tyrant who abandoned Uganda's poor citizenry, in preference to thickening the bellies of a few kin. Do as I say, not as my husband does, she hisses venomously. She opened her empty brains and said, "Schools must now open at 08:00AM and close 05:00PM, as well as close over weekends!" The empty-brained leopardess has sat silently for thirty-one years as a whole generation of Ugandans started school at six or seven and ended school at six or seven, sometimes even having night-time preps in boarding schools... she said nadda for thirty-one long years, and now she is nyonyonyoing about school hours! Somebody lend this woman quarter a brain, or some piece of brain. Just, just, just lend her a few brain cells... for she is a certified - approved fool! She opened her long blood-sucking proboscis and dared to tell us that bodabodas are dangerous transport for our children. Huh! We are the bodaboda-generation. Our fathers, husbands, brothers, sons, uncles and nephews grew rich on the Mwaanyi-Zaabala motorbikes that first ferried coffee during the magendo days. Our men reclaimed their manhood through providing for us when they transported contraband goods and criminal merchants on their Bajjaj bodabodas riding through illicit dust-covered routes criss-crossing the country from every inconspicuous border-point. Our boy friends and casual lovers rode bodabodas or hired bodabodas to stealthily come visit us in the wee hours of the night. As women and girls, we have grown up mounting all sorts of bodabodas, spreading out legs wide on top of them, sitting astraddle them, holding tight the waists of bodabodamen and flying up and down the streets, paths and highways of Uganda atop these motorbike. Helmet or not, seat-belt or not, driver's license or not, third party or not, accidents or not, we know, we trust and we love our bodabodas and bodabodamen. Our children can sleep safely while riding on the back of bodabodas. Somebody, please get the first lady a bodabodaman to ride her up and down Rwakitura or Kololo or Entebbe or Nakasero. Somebody tell the Minister of Education that these bodabodamen she disparages are our fathers, husbands, brothers, sons, nephews and uncles - yes even our boy friends, lovers and casual sex partners for a fee! Our children are a lot safer under the care of bodabodamen than they are under the nepotistic family rule entrenched by the Musevenis. How can bodabodamen be more dangerous than a rogue regime whose president appoints his wife as Minister of Education, and wants his son to be future president? Who is more dangerous than the Musevenis today? Somebody teach Janet Kataaha Museveni how to mount a motorbike, spread her thighs wide and sit atop the beastly machine, put her cotton knickers on the bodaboda's seat made of fake leather, hold tight the bodabodaman's sweaty waist and ride all over Uganda as ordinary Ugandans do. We need to educate the Minister of Education. We must renew her brain based on everyday experiences. Aluta continua...

She opened her lying mouth and said, "Walk your children to school, I walked four kilometers to and from school when I was a child!" The lazy pig that flew her children in aeroplanes to school looked down her long piggy nose and told us to walk our children to school. Do as I say, not as I do, she says through her lying teeth. She opened her rotten jaws and said, "Do not pile your children on bodaboda motorbikes, but instead buy a car to take them to school!" The big-thighed cow that is driven all over our country in a convoy of motorcades rubbed her thighs and told us to buy cars or else walk. Do as I say, not as I do, she says upon her cellulite-covered thighs. She opened her venomous mandibles and said, "Do not abandon your children to dangerous bodabodamen, but walk them to school!" The poisonous snake is wife to a tyrant who abandoned Uganda's poor citizenry, in preference to thickening the bellies of a few kin. Do as I say, not as my husband does...

When it comes to serving a regime full of fiction puppets and greediness, here is Uganda. Your hate for me will never put food on my dining table!.

During the 2007 CHOGM events in Kampala, the Government of Uganda spent billions shillings to install CCTV cameras around Kampala. I bet if those cameras are operational or if they were installed! As usual because General Museveni knows that Ugandans are the most forgetful human beings on earth, he is now telling us that the Government of Uganda is going to install cameras in all towns in Uganda! What a mockery! If we have failed to have operational functioning traffic lights just in Kampala, how are we going to manage thousands of cameras around the country!! We need electricity that is on 24 hours not this darkness I see in this village called Kampala. Mr President, Kampala is full of dust, the road where Andrew Felix Kaweesi was murdered from (Kulambilo) if you installed cameras in the morning, by evening the cameras will be covered in dust thus rendering them useless! Again the darkness at Kulambilo road is as if you are in those jungles in Congo. For this camera project to be a su...