February 2008

At the crossroads with his uncle Abbie, He looked over and saw the plains lookin pleasant and settled in the outskirts of Sodom. Then he made a crib in Sodom and became an elder at the gates of Sodom but the people of Sodom were extremely wicked-whoremongers!!Abraham Didnt move but God moved and made him a promise. An inheritance!!!Not everything that glitters is gold is a tired word but sometimes we need to just chillux and wait on God. Success these days is loads of money and light skinned women but bruh, withall thy gettin, seek direction from the most high and in all thy ways, acknowledge Him. Aiight??Lot settles in sodom with a pedigree of righteousness not his own and it turns out he is voiceless. With all thy gettin sis, have an epiphany moment of yo own and make the faith that was yo father's yo own-graduate from a sunday church lover to a Jesus freak 4realla not jut on yo t-shirt or with yo mouth and buddies!

It isn't easy to avoid smoking if you've been doing it for a while. It's easy to quit but challenging to not start again. Anyone can avoid doing something once, especially if they've got something to prove, or something to gain.The thing is, and you try to convince yourself otherwise when you haven't had a cigarette in a while, that you can't smoke only one. A cigarette isn't a singular thing. To smoke one is to smoke many. When you smoke one, you smoke whole packs, cartons, generations. Every puff is a precursor to a hundred nicotine holocausts. There are, surely, biochemical explanations for why this may be the case, but I don't intend to invoke them. I don't think the mechanistic explanation does much to convey the counterintuitive nature of the thing.

Can you believe I thought I had lost the original version of this post only to find it in my edit blogs section today- maalo! OK- so I will delete the replacement-atooba it did not carry the busungu! Here's last week's account of an exasperating bout with negativity....... Yesterday, suffering under the unsatiable thirst of negative energey I decided to take a taxi to our good old campus at MUK for a visit. Unfortunately it happened to be one of the oldest- with torn seats that exagerated the effect of your weight by sagging alittle too much making you think once again, " I need to do some jogging!" Thing is the number plate was UAG 666T-so why the aged appearance? Aside from the all the groans and squeals the taxi made at every bump, hump or ditch, our ears were further assaulted by the sterio of what the driver thought was a boom box!

So-today I finally got it out- I let it go- I broke down- let my guard down and shared it with someone.... and just as I feared it did not solve my problem but made it even more apparent to me! I am a clutz in the novel reading realm- the author -any author- can drag all my emotions out and cause confusion that I carry around till I am through reading the book after which i feel empty-like so what do I do now with my emotions now that that is done?

… and I am a Kampala city desk jockey with a moderate middle-class income. I live alone, a quiet, sub-ordinary life between the cigarettes I smoke to get me to sleep at night and the coffee I drink to keep me awake by day. I hate my job, but I have learnt to tolerate my workmates and I don't go to the bar when the day is done because I get too tired. My life has ground, over the years, down to a monotonous routine. Every day as grey and endless and devoid as the last. It seems that, like the tragic pawn in a horrible movie, I am trapped in endless rehash of the exact same day that I have to live over and over again. The only difference is every morning I launch into this day a little bit older. My life is being wasted right before my eyes. And to make it worse, I can't find the energy for outrage.

By Mutabazi Sam StewartOn the eve of the New Year in 1991, President Yoweri Museveni addressed the nation on television and radio where he announced his government’s decision to fully liberalize the economy. The New Year 2002 therefore saw a complete shift from a market largely driven by the state to one that is controlled by private individuals and groups. The Structural Adjustment Policies (SAPs) were to follow later with a full backing of International Monitory Fund (IMF) and the World Bank. Privatization of all state enterprises was started in earnest and massive retrenchment was effected.

THE PATH THE WRETCHED OF THE EARTH TREAD TO GET JUSTICE IN UGANDA’S COURTS OF LAWBy Mutabazi Sam Stewart

By Mutabazi Sam Stewart

[note: Scarlett Lion thinks that I didn't actually describe what the book is about. It's about 200 pages too long. Now you know.]I recently read this novel.

I've been very resistant to seeing Atonement, which is I think based upon a novel by Ian McEwan (the book, that is). Here are the reasons.1. The leads are Keira Knightley and James McAvoy, or so it seems, and frankly I'm tired of actors being promoted for looking like models. Upon reflection, it occurs to me that this is if anything a flaw in the system of film-making, a structural problem rather than a quality unique to this film. I'm not interested in the implications of that truth, however.2. As an American, I'm congenitally uninterested in the byzantine hierarchies endemic to British culture, and the inevitable havoc wrought unmercifully on the lives of those whose fate is mangled in the violent congress of circumstance and fortune in those milieux. Unless it's done well.3. Movies set during world war two: clearly, there are too many of them. Far too many. It's a threat to everything we hold dear!

THE TOWER - I really must get around to posting the third and last part in the back-in-time series otherwise the first two will get all mouldy. Soon, I hope. A certain story recently caught my eye in Bukedde, the Luganda-language tabloid published by the New Vision, about a Ugandan Muslim pilgrim accused of theft during the Mecca -- in Saudi Arabia.Now, compared to murder, kidnap, arson, terrorism, etc, theft might seem as easy as taking candy from a child (although, technically speaking, you could be charged with robbery or aggravated robbery if you threaten or use a weapon to do so). Not in Saudi Arabia, which practices Sharia (Islamic) law.

THE TOWER - I really must get around to posting the third and last part in the back-in-time series otherwise the first two will get all mouldy. Soon, I hope. A certain story recently caught my eye in Bukedde, the Luganda-language tabloid published by the New Vision, about a Ugandan Muslim pilgrim accused of theft during the Mecca -- in Saudi Arabia.Now, compared to murder, kidnap, arson, terrorism, etc, theft might seem as easy as taking candy from a child (although, technically speaking, you could be charged with robbery or aggravated robbery if you threaten or use a weapon to do so). Not in Saudi Arabia, which practices Sharia (Islamic) law.

So many years waiting, so many breaths held, so much anticipation… we’ve all been waiting for Elemental Edge Version 2.0. Yup, me too.
Sorry to dissappoint guys, but the most logical thing was to make it a blog. Pretty neat looking one though.
Why a blog?
1. It allows me to update the site really fast.
2. I can post a lot more stuff than if it was just a site.
3. It falls within the new Elemental Edge, a personal experiment and exploration of creativity, passion and commitment to the pursual of excellence. And lastly,
4. It expands on and aids the spirit of sharing, nurturing and mentoring talent which has always been at the heart of the Edge.
So as we wait for something really fancy… which might never come, except as stand alone projects, for now, enjoy the new Elemental Edge.

So I switched jobs. The last boat had become a little shaky so I needed to bail. Unfortunately, this also meant as soon as this new company offered me a life-line, I took it. The point of switching jobs is usually to get more money. I didn't get that. That said, working here - does have its perks. For one, I get a more decent-looking wardrobe. I could have done that anyway, but somehow, I felt I needed an excuse. Then, not being in an entirely IT-centric firm means people generally don't expect too much from you. Tasks I could fix in my sleep make jaws drop. How can i forget delegation? I get to reassign tasks i'm assigned! How cool is that? There's always the change of scenery. And the promise of travel, which management felt was a pretty good motivational factor to get people to sign contracts. We did.

Monday morning was one of the most sore times for me this new year.....not that it was any different last year.... but for some reason I felt like a forty-tonne truck had driven over me while I slept and left me. To cheer myself up, I put on one of my favourite suits (doesn't matter that it was blue and i was actually feeling blue) and one of my nicest pair of shoes..... I picked up my lappy (as in laptop) and bag and off to the office I went with my bravest face on!The day went ok until I felt so kind as to tell my driving companion not to pick me up at the end of the day. You see I was feeling kind- didnt want him to drive back into town to pick me when I could stroll down to the park, pick a taxi and meet him out of town. Ofcourse he was thrilled with my sensitivity and I was the more- my day was certainly way up there!

Last Friday I got inspired to create this account- let alone that the person who inspired me is practially married to her laptop and I am not. But like most of the things in life, I was seduced into thinking that it would be coo-ol to start the culture of blogging (does that word exist)-so here I am. I realized today that if I did not do something about my account- as if I did not post anything on it- it would become one of those projects I started...... and started...... and started........... one of those ugly and mundane things on that to do list of ..I really should put something down today.. only to find that at the end of the day, it remained on the list. So I have taken the initiative to remove myself from my slothful pace and do this skunk thing- so Tsup!Shhhssfffffff- smell it yet?

Did you know that it is possible to blog using your Microsoft Word 2k7 and just publish automatically? Pretty cool. I guess this means I'm blogging again. Doubt anyone comes here anymore anyways J