NO BODY CAN STOP REGGAE! I WILL WRITE FGM NEXT WEEK

Two key issues dragged my mind this week. First, the surprise I received from this dim African whose egocentric aspiration is to see this platform dead and buried. But I say, even if it should die I will not burry it, I might choose to let it rot and taint all flowers in the crazy creature’s world! Will this amazing son of Adam burry it? I don’t think! I strongly believe that it takes sound mind to participate in the entombment of this podium should magic let it perish anyway.

The other matter is the pain in my neck. It came probably because from next week, my week days’ posting will be no more. I have acquired shelter outside the global village and will be spending my blue life here till weekend. But as I jet back to the global village, I have already told the chairperson to inform the villagers that I will always have a show. My hope is that the performance MUST keep the audience in hang-over for five good days before I get back with another rap at weekend.

I was almost browbeaten by the careless attack of the imp in paragraph one. But the words of Ramit Sethi kept my head high and the world should trust me, I will go by this man’s view. In an introductory note for a business counsel, Sathi writes:  

“Why you should stop listening to kooky weirdos about money.
How many of us have friends and family that are FULL of advice...that makes NO sense?
Your parents will tell you, "real estate is the best investment!" Your college advisor will tell you, "Better take Chinese! The future is in China!" And your friends will tell you about this "super-cool investment strategy" that they read about on a penny stock site.
Isn't it weird how everyone feels their opinion counts? Let me be the first to tell you: No. No, it doesn't.”

Ramit is inclined on pure business for money and wealth. But I will use this entrepreneur’s idea to walk all roads; do all businesses as long as my final destination is a free world, a peaceful planet, a developed earth.

Now reader, you can believe that am strong enough at this point. At First, I almost shifted the goal post. I even started a mini-business.  Your blogger bought second-hand wheelbarrows and put them in the hands of idle, docile and redundant boys in Camp Swahili town. I wanted to be one of the employers within and around! But by Monday this week, one of my drivers (wheelbarrow drivers) was already in pupu! This grouchy woman grabbed my crap from the driver claiming it was stolen from her compound. I swear, I bought the machine from a timber workshop using hard earned cash. The case is still in the LC court, and I need a lawyer ASAP.

There is news that would have come live on this site this week. It didn’t make it. It covers; the twist of events at Nakichumet where opportunists have started taking advantage of the calamity. As travellers try to find alternatives for easy movement, Lucifer’s boys are also scheming to do what their kingdom expects of them. Children of God must continue facing the mountain - praying hard for the devil’s mission to sink and sink forever!

Next in news was the pain mothers pass through in giving birth. This blog witnessed the passing on of a mother with baby in the stomach in Tapac behind Mount Moroto. A recent report put Karamoja region at the top end of this country in maternal death rate. If we are to generate reasons, they revolve around: culture, it is still poor.

Most of our mothers still have deep trust in the traditional birth systems where spirits are relied on fully to pull babies out from wombs. Poverty; our mothers are not yet there –where special feeding, particular medical expenses, ample rest time (in Karamoja a woman and a donkey have no difference) are covered. Thus, these mothers have to work hard at any cost despite what condition so they can eat and not die. Others are poor medical infrastructure or pitiable logistics in the available health units or few and or inadequately qualified medical professionals...

I also needed to alert all concerned bodies that harvest season is here and Female Genital Mutilation (FGM) activists ought to face Tepeth and Pokot. Young girls have started disappearing from these communities because they get locked off in small huts and their ‘sweet aerials’ are sliced off just like that. Since this week is already wasted and nothing news has come out from this site, I will come back give a vivid account of this shameful practice (FGM) next week. Just next week. Trust me.