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Dear Google Users,

When you search for lion sex, just what is it that you’re looking for? And why do you think you’ll find it on my blog?

Every day, according to Google Analytics, I get many a hit from web trawlers looking for “lion sex” or “lions sex,” or other variations, including but not limited to: “angry lion,” “lion do sex,” “lion tribal,” “lion sex with lion,” “what can’t lion do.”

And you, yes you, in Norwalk, USA, who Googled, “How many times does a lion have sex?” what drives your curiosity? And you, from Glen Allen, USA, who Googled “black and white photo of a woman sitting by a lion,” why was it my archive from February 2007 that got your attention?

And you, who visited my blog for 13 minutes and 14 seconds from Cambodia, with the aim of learning “how to make a lot of money in development,” did my blog answer your question?

And you, “show me photos of Uganda city,” you left my blog quickly. Not what you were looking for? Yet, I have these photos. Or, “photos of Ugandan prisons,” there aren’t very many places on the Internet with such photos, yet you too left my blog

But, thank you, Scarlett Johansson, for your new album, which is boosting my reader statistics. Even though they Google you, they end up reading me.

And finally, you, “buying Viagra in Uganda,” sorry, but this lion sex is still waiting for a procurement contact.

Sincerely,

Scarlett Lion

Ugandan Insomniac raves aboutWar Dance. She got to see it today at the Amakula festival. Unfortunately, I was busy. I’ve wanted to see War Dance for some time, ever since I heard about it months ago, sometime circa the Oscars.

It’s the story of some kids in Pader, lives torn apart by decades of conflict with the Lord’s Resistance Army, finding hope in a dance competition held in Kampala.

I’ve seen many a live Acholi dance. In Kampala and elsewhere. Conference organizers tend to have a bunch of Acholis perform at places like the Serena, in the front of lots of foreigners attending plenary sessions in rooms filled with identical chairs.

Seeing a dance, especially like the one I have photographed here, somewhere outside Kitgum, is pretty amazing. (Seeing it in the conference hall at the Serena is less amazing.) But there’s something that is it’s own kind of amazing about a film. And there’s something that’s an even greater kind of amazing about seeing a film taking place somewhere you’ve been.

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But it seems that films about Africa rarely screen in Africa. And I’ve missed my chance to see this film, captured in Uganda, in Uganda. The film festival continues, and I’ll have the chance to see some other mediocre hits like The Science of Sleep, and maybe another flick or two.

Meanwhile, at Garden City, Kampala’s shopping mall courtesy of Janet Museveni, the Cineplex currently is playing Iron Man. While we get most American movies here a few months late, big production companies are starting to realize they lose revenue from ripped DVDs when they delay international releases.

(Cineplex has a website - last updated in December of 2007)

I’m excited about seeing a comic book figure on big screen, but I’d rather see an Acholi.

And forget about me, what about an Acholi seeing an Acholi on the big screen? I’m no film studies expert (I have a very useful degree in Art History) but there’s something about seeing a movie about your group that is somehow a meaningful experience. It’s a trace, proof that you’re there and people know about you and what’s happening to you. They can see you, and you can see yourself anew through their sight.

I’m glad for festivals like Amakula. But the chance for Africans to see Africans on screen shouldn’t be limited to a week a year through a festival sponsored by donors.

A picture post for today. Some by me, some by others.

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Laptops distributed in Nepal.

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Food riots in Mogadishu. (AFP)

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Sudanese who have been living in neighboring countries including Chad, Uganda, Congo and CAR are returning to South Sudan for a census, which looked promising but has had more than a few hitches. I took a bunch of photos for this story but they never ran on the wire. So unlike my other AP photos, I actually own these and can use them as I’d like, ie, for your photo copying purposes, dear reader.

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When I wrote about the Acholi women living in in Kireka, I first hung out with them at an NGO called Meeting Point for lots of singing and dancing. I’ve been to many a singing and dancing session, but this is the first one where they put a hollowed out gourd on my head during the festivities. Unfortunately, since there was a gourd on my head, I wasn’t able to properly use my zoom lens and capture the event for posterity.

This an editorial in today’s Sunday Monitor by Emmanuel Gyezaho, a former colleague and generally very nice guy, about the role of press freedom and how it relates to a weak opposition party.

In defense of press freedom

Agang of mean looking goons (read security operatives) besieged the premises of the new fortnightly, The Independent, arresting three journalists; celebrated critic Andrew Mwenda, the richly experienced Odobbo Bichachi and young turk John Njoroge over stories the trio published relating to alleged atrocities committed by the UPDF during the northern Uganda insurgency.

Daily Monitor photojournalist. Joseph Kiggundu, was dispatched to cover the story. Duty called and he dashed to Kanjokya Street in Kamwokya, a Kampala suburb, totally oblivious of what calamity lay ahead of him.

He gets to the news scene, armed with his camera, to capture these barbaric moments of a broad-daylight onslaught on the media. It was last weekend, ironically, seven days before the world marked the World Press Freedom Day. It fell yesterday.

Click, click, click, Mr Kiggundu went about his business. Moments later, the messenger got hunted. Blindfolded, camera whisked away, Mr Kiggundu, was detained, along with the trio of journalists, but later released by the police.
To many, it wasn’t such a shocker.

The consistency with which the State is prying into the affairs of journalists and increasingly restricting the space in which we can freely execute our jobs is well documented.

From upcountry radio journalists and commentators, to acclaimed investigative reporters in the heart of the country, the NRM regime has not shied away from enriching its account of brazen attacks on the Fourth Estate.

This episode offers us fresh evidence of a repressive government frightened by fear of what the truth may reveal.
For the reporters whose job it is to point out the flaws in government, the gross abuse of power by our political leadership, human rights violations, and offer a platform to the minority to speak out and be heard, our reward has been; intimidation, arrest, interrogation, detention and charges in court.

About three months ago, at a closed meeting of executive members of the Uganda Parliamentary Press Association, our vice president, Ms Julian Amutuhaire, an industrious reporter with KFM, who has defied masculine engineered odds to emerge as an excellent female journalist, mooted the idea of celebrating the World Press Freedom Day, by highlighting the plight of journalists in the country.

We discussed, at length and agreed it was necessary we petition Parliament making a strong demand for comprehensive media law reform.

That petition is now currently before the House and the onus is upon the legislature to protect the media as we stand for our all important values of truth and independence, fairness and balance, accuracy and integrity, and ensure we operate with all the freedom we deserve to ably keep a watchful eye on the government.

Journalists in Uganda are in such a predicament (as they are like world over). We have been attacked by the opposition for allegedly being under the armpit of the NRM whenever we write stories that praise the regime or criticise the opposition.

And when we report similarly about the regime, we are harassed. But more importantly, it is necessary to ask why reporters are now increasingly in the line of fire with the State.

It is understood that President Museveni no longer takes the opposition seriously. In retrospect, he never has besides the exception when Dr Kizza Besigye, an insider, broke all the rules of loyalty and gunned for his throne.
The opposition is weak enough not to launch any formidable threat on his grip onto power, apart from tickling him at the polls.

As a matter of fact, the opposition has been a blessing to Mr Museveni because they legitimise his undemocratic tendencies as they offer no real challenge, alternative or threat to his kleptocracy.

Filling that void has been independent media, of which the Monitor Publications Ltd has steered the cause. Holding the government to account by exposing its excesses and ineptitude, independent media has been at loggerheads with the State.

As we marshalled support and prepared for a peaceful walk in the city to highlight the plight of reporters in the country ahead of the World Press Freedom Day, a colleague said he was appalled by the conspicuous silence of the opposition.

It became very apparent that no condemnation of the recent attacks on the press had been issued. He said that if Dr Besigye, the Forum for Democratic Change leader, the Democratic Party, the Uganda Peoples Congress and whatever is left of an opposition, are unwilling to recognise that the attacks on independent press reduces the space of freedom of expression, and their space to be heard, they would only be fools.

The inherent freedom to speak openly, speak for the voiceless and demand for equitable rights is that which can only sustain the opposition. Without it, they are dead, buried.

And because you are weak, the government considers us the genuine opposition. The State has got a lot of ground to control and influence public opinion, so when it attacks the little left for alternative voices, the characters (in the opposition) who claim to be defenders of these rights, ought to stand up. Otherwise, they just become political opportunists.

We have rightly reported about the millions getting a lousy education through the Universal Primary Education (UPE) and Universal Secondary Education, but have you seen the opposition seriously mobilise around such a cause to marshal real support and demand for change or offer the alternative solution? No, and a big one.

We report almost daily about the pathetic state of our hospitals but the Besigyes (and Musevenis) will go for treatment abroad. When has the opposition crusaded for the rights of medical workers and made any headway? Don’t remember!

But until the State shuts down all avenues for us to openly say that Besigye’s ambition and that of Museveni is all but the same, to be president, we can boldly say that.

Let’s set the reporters free and remember what former United States President Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882-1945) said: “Freedom of conscience, of education, of speech, of assembly are among the very fundamentals of democracy and all of them would be nullified should freedom of the press ever be successfully challenged.”

This an editorial in today’s Sunday Monitor by Emmanuel Gyezaho, a former colleague and generally very nice guy, about the role of press freedom and how it relates to a weak opposition party.

In defense of press freedom

Agang of mean looking goons (read security operatives) besieged the premises of the new fortnightly, The Independent, arresting three journalists; celebrated critic Andrew Mwenda, the richly experienced Odobbo Bichachi and young turk John Njoroge over stories the trio published relating to alleged atrocities committed by the UPDF during the northern Uganda insurgency.

Daily Monitor photojournalist. Joseph Kiggundu, was dispatched to cover the story. Duty called and he dashed to Kanjokya Street in Kamwokya, a Kampala suburb, totally oblivious of what calamity lay ahead of him.

He gets to the news scene, armed with his camera, to capture these barbaric moments of a broad-daylight onslaught on the media. It was last weekend, ironically, seven days before the world marked the World Press Freedom Day. It fell yesterday.

Click, click, click, Mr Kiggundu went about his business. Moments later, the messenger got hunted. Blindfolded, camera whisked away, Mr Kiggundu, was detained, along with the trio of journalists, but later released by the police.
To many, it wasn’t such a shocker.

The consistency with which the State is prying into the affairs of journalists and increasingly restricting the space in which we can freely execute our jobs is well documented.

From upcountry radio journalists and commentators, to acclaimed investigative reporters in the heart of the country, the NRM regime has not shied away from enriching its account of brazen attacks on the Fourth Estate.

This episode offers us fresh evidence of a repressive government frightened by fear of what the truth may reveal.
For the reporters whose job it is to point out the flaws in government, the gross abuse of power by our political leadership, human rights violations, and offer a platform to the minority to speak out and be heard, our reward has been; intimidation, arrest, interrogation, detention and charges in court.

About three months ago, at a closed meeting of executive members of the Uganda Parliamentary Press Association, our vice president, Ms Julian Amutuhaire, an industrious reporter with KFM, who has defied masculine engineered odds to emerge as an excellent female journalist, mooted the idea of celebrating the World Press Freedom Day, by highlighting the plight of journalists in the country.

We discussed, at length and agreed it was necessary we petition Parliament making a strong demand for comprehensive media law reform.

That petition is now currently before the House and the onus is upon the legislature to protect the media as we stand for our all important values of truth and independence, fairness and balance, accuracy and integrity, and ensure we operate with all the freedom we deserve to ably keep a watchful eye on the government.

Journalists in Uganda are in such a predicament (as they are like world over). We have been attacked by the opposition for allegedly being under the armpit of the NRM whenever we write stories that praise the regime or criticise the opposition.

And when we report similarly about the regime, we are harassed. But more importantly, it is necessary to ask why reporters are now increasingly in the line of fire with the State.

It is understood that President Museveni no longer takes the opposition seriously. In retrospect, he never has besides the exception when Dr Kizza Besigye, an insider, broke all the rules of loyalty and gunned for his throne.
The opposition is weak enough not to launch any formidable threat on his grip onto power, apart from tickling him at the polls.

As a matter of fact, the opposition has been a blessing to Mr Museveni because they legitimise his undemocratic tendencies as they offer no real challenge, alternative or threat to his kleptocracy.

Filling that void has been independent media, of which the Monitor Publications Ltd has steered the cause. Holding the government to account by exposing its excesses and ineptitude, independent media has been at loggerheads with the State.

As we marshalled support and prepared for a peaceful walk in the city to highlight the plight of reporters in the country ahead of the World Press Freedom Day, a colleague said he was appalled by the conspicuous silence of the opposition.

It became very apparent that no condemnation of the recent attacks on the press had been issued. He said that if Dr Besigye, the Forum for Democratic Change leader, the Democratic Party, the Uganda Peoples Congress and whatever is left of an opposition, are unwilling to recognise that the attacks on independent press reduces the space of freedom of expression, and their space to be heard, they would only be fools.

The inherent freedom to speak openly, speak for the voiceless and demand for equitable rights is that which can only sustain the opposition. Without it, they are dead, buried.

And because you are weak, the government considers us the genuine opposition. The State has got a lot of ground to control and influence public opinion, so when it attacks the little left for alternative voices, the characters (in the opposition) who claim to be defenders of these rights, ought to stand up. Otherwise, they just become political opportunists.

We have rightly reported about the millions getting a lousy education through the Universal Primary Education (UPE) and Universal Secondary Education, but have you seen the opposition seriously mobilise around such a cause to marshal real support and demand for change or offer the alternative solution? No, and a big one.

We report almost daily about the pathetic state of our hospitals but the Besigyes (and Musevenis) will go for treatment abroad. When has the opposition crusaded for the rights of medical workers and made any headway? Don’t remember!

But until the State shuts down all avenues for us to openly say that Besigye’s ambition and that of Museveni is all but the same, to be president, we can boldly say that.

Let’s set the reporters free and remember what former United States President Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882-1945) said: “Freedom of conscience, of education, of speech, of assembly are among the very fundamentals of democracy and all of them would be nullified should freedom of the press ever be successfully challenged.”

There’s a really interesting piece up on Frontline by Edwin Okong’o, a member of the Kenyan diaspora living in California and working as a journalist.

Okong’o tells the story of how during the election aftermath, the website Mashada, an online discussion forum, received inflammatory hate speech. Several comments were filed under the screen named “Man R,” which someone online, through some misleading googling, decided was Okong’o. Then hateful messages were directed towards him.

Mashada stopped accepting comments temporarily, but Okong’o's name was nonetheless sullied.

I’d like to make some sweeping comments about the dangers of hate speech on the Internet or the role of online media during the Kenyan election aftermath, but I’ll leave that to Mr. Okong’o and just use this space as a chance to mention his work.

 Urban IDPs: Acholis from the North come to KamplaNew stories I’ve written for PlusNews.

Hard labor for HIV-positive IDPs in Kampala
KIREKA, 1 May 2008 (PlusNews) – Melia Alanyo, 46, left northern Uganda for the capital city, Kampala, in the late 1980s when the rebel Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA) started abducting, attacking and killing people in her village.

She has spent the last 20 years in Kireka, a low-income suburb on the city’s outskirts, collecting and breaking rocks into chips at a local quarry. For every 20-litre jerry can she fills, she earns 100 Ugandan shillings (US$0.06). On a good day, when she is feeling strong and can take the sun beating down on her back as she chips away at the rocks, she takes home about 1,000 Ugandan shillings (US$0.60). (MORE…)

 Urban IDPs: Acholis from the North come to KamplaHear Our Voices: I tell everyone I’m HIV positive
KIREKA, Carmela Acen fled her home in northern Uganda when the rebel Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA) began its insurgency campaign in 1986. She told IRIN/PlusNews about her life in Kireka, a poor township in the capital, Kampala.

“I couldn’t stay longer in Kitgum [district in northern Uganda]. Two uncles and two relatives were killed. I couldn’t stay in my village, Lukung.

“I went to Kampala and stayed with a sister in Kibuli [suburb of Kampala], and then moved to Kireka. I am caring for 28 children left behind by my brothers and sisters and in-laws. Most of the parents have died of AIDS, one of cholera and the others in the war. (MORE…)