Archive for March, 2010
ran in the Sunday Vision March 28 2010
The other week word spread like a fir… sorry, I meant, like a problem, that bars would be allowed to operate between 5pm and 10pm. Naturally, this suggestion was met with tremendous uproar. Not in the sacred halls of parliament, mind you, but from the people that actually have a stake in these things.
Solutions have been flung about with wreckless abandon, many of which incidentally are fuelled by liquor. The most obvious thing to do, the consensus has it, is to simply pitch camp outside the bars around 4:30pm and then leave. The reason this may make sense is pretty simple, no one has ever been arrested for driving under the influence between 6 and 7pm. At 8pm, the patrol officers are busy booking people behind the wheel for some vague offense generally referred to as inconsiderate use of the road. This could be anything from driving with your wiper active when there’s no rain, to playing Wafagio’s music at a loud volume.
Realistically, no one wants to go back to their place of residence reeking of alcohol at 9pm or 10 pm, so short of actually drinking in the parking lot of a really large supermarket that is open 24 hours a day, you are faced with one option; HOUSE PARTIES.
A chunk of respondents to the well thought out poll question, “House parties oh yeah?” responded in the affirmative. Well, that’s not entirely true. A lot of them wanted to be sure that the silly bill had been passed, then they were okay with house parties. Here’s why…
Cost Implications
You can always be certain you will drink something pricey even if you don’t spend on it. Michael says he gets really riled when he carries a bottle of expensive liquor and finds that other people have brought cheap stuff, “Some times they even carry water as a joke, but it’s not funny”. The decent thing to do, is to carry some soda and either claim you brought it as a mixer or say your religion doesn’t permit you to touch alcohol. It does allow you to taste it though…
Breathalyser
Realistically, at some point or other, you will run the risk of placing your lips on a piece of plastic that is not the mouth of a UG Quarter. However, many of these houseparties are strategically placed in areas that the police guys are not aware of. Seriously, when was the last time you stepped out of a person’s house and found guys bundled up on a pick up with the intent to be bribed…I mean, to dish out justice? It will take a while before the police catch on to the fact that there’s parties at some dude’s place in Kivamuntuyyo, so you can make the most of this.
Time is of the essence
You know how the DJ at your favourite watering hole likes to fade out the music in a not so subtle attempt to get you to leave? That seldom happens at house parties. For one thing, at least one person is already at home, and he is usually lonely and not averse to having company, which is probably why he or she threw the party in the first place. If you are said lonely, party throwing person, things work themselves out, no one wants to stick around and clean up, so you will have your house back eventually.
Bedrooms!
Kind of self explanatory
Clean toilets
Yeah, okay, the thing is, this is not always guaranteed. You need to be among the first people to use the loo. Or generally attack the toilet at that crucial moment when people can still; aim and more importantly, flush the loo.
Home is where the heart is.
Ever hang out with someone and they are going on and on about how they want to go home. Throw the party at this person’s place and you won’t have to worry much about party poopers.
Sort of smoke free conditions
People generally respect other people’s houses. To this end, you won’t leave the house party smelling like you were hanging out in a tobacco factory. Okay, that’s a lie. No matter where you go, as long as people are having fun, you will smell like smoke.
I don’t know whether you’ve heard, but there was a massive landslide in Bududa over in the…some area in Uganda. I was watching the news the other day and all these people affiliated in some way with the Nation Media Group were pledging their allegiance to the cause. No, not the cause of the landslide, but rather to helping out people affected by it. Curiously, the amount of hype surrounding the Haiti earthquake was larger than this. No local artist, far as I can tell has come forward and promised to stage a concert whose proceeds will benefit the people suffering in Bududa. We haven’t been treated to an artist amalgam a’la We Are The World or anything. Just the sound of tears…and a visual of the president sympathizing with the families of those affected by the tragedy. A picture, that the good general shares with what appears to be an AK47. On the other hand, I suppose we would be making more noise (read; news) if said picture had the good general wearing gloves or if his pinky were wrapped in band-aid.
You can’t help but wonder what the deal is here. Why the heck would anyone carry a gun to commiserate?
“Oh, I don’t know, in case tragedy strikes again, it’s always good to make like a scout and ‘be prepared’”
The Red Pepper ran a piece in which they explained why the gun was present. I didn’t read it.
I have a theory of my own. I think, and please remember that I used the word ‘think’, that Nasser Sebagala (or Nas, if that’s how you lol) was reporting the matter to the Head of State as he is wont to when such shit goes down,
Nas: “My Excellently, there is a troubled brew down in Bududa. There has been a strategy of enormous pro…”
M7: “Hang on, what?”
Nas: “Enormous, doesn’t that one mean much size?”
M7: “Hmm, okay, go on”
Nas: “…portions. It was catatonic! Even my heart in my chest cried tears. My prezden, it said ‘waaah, waaah, waaah’ like baby…”
M7: “Bebe Cool?”
Nas: “No, like baby humen. Mr. Prezden, there was a landslide, like when Mao landslided me, even there my heart said ‘waaah, waaah waaah’ like Baby song…”
M7: “You mean, baby’s cry?”
Nas: “No, I mean song, that one for Bogolako”
M7: “First wait, did you just say Nobert Mao had a landslide in Bududa and killed many people? He won’t survive Janet’s Bark”
Nas: “Mr. Museven, I don’t tell Fasting Lady because my English, it is limited. In fact, I have use it all in this phone call…”
M7: “Not the first lady a.k.a Silver Fox, a.k.a Mama J, Janet is my faithful AK47! That is the one this character will not survive. It has been with me since the days in the bush. When we slaughtered more buffalos than you would as you recited the alphabet. “
Nas: “Eeeee, you are going to make my heart pour tears. Why you are insulating me that way?”
And the story went on. Point is, I can totally see why you would need to carry a gun now, Mr. President (not you Allan, the other guy) and I’ve got your back. Heck, I can’t wait to see what you’ll be arming yourself with when you decide to fight the floods. You are going to fight them, right?