The Madness of a Nation.

Have we lost the essence of our humanity, or has something far more insidious taken root within us? How did we, as  people, arrive at this point?

A point where the death of another is no longer met with sorrow but with a disturbing celebration. It’s as though tragedy has become a form of entertainment, and human suffering is nothing more than a momentary spectacle for the masses.

A world where we laugh in the face of pain, mock the misfortunes of others, and turn grief into memes.

We must wonder: where did we lose our way? When did we become so desensitized to the fragility of life that we share videos and pictures of the deceased as though they are part of some grotesque parade?

What made it acceptable to mock the tragedies that befall others, to reduce sacred moments to nothing but digital fodder? And more disturbingly, how did we find ourselves counting down to another’s death, waiting as if we were witnessing the climax of some twisted drama?

Is this the inevitable result of a society unmoored from its moral foundations? Or is this madness the silent scream of a frustrated people, robbed of hope and left with nothing but cold indifference?

Perhaps the answer lies in the small cracks that have slowly widened—cracks created by a government that has turned a deaf ear to the cries of its people, leaving them to wrestle with their despair.

Perhaps we’ve become callous out of sheer necessity, a defence mechanism against the unrelenting injustices that go unpunished, the endless impunity that allows the powerful to walk free while the vulnerable are further crushed underfoot.

It didn’t happen overnight. These things never do. But gradually, we reached a point where our children, once innocent, have taken to the streets. The protests, the cries for change—are these not echoes of something deeper?

A brokenness that we cannot yet fully comprehend? These young voices, radicalized by a world that has betrayed them, have become symbols of a nation teetering on the brink.

We must ask ourselves: how did we let this happen? How did we allow our hearts to harden to the point where our conscience no longer beckons us back from the edge of moral decay? How cold have we become? How dead must we be, to feel nothing as we cross line after line, each one a step further away from our humanity?

How did we become a people who flatter those in authority, not out of respect, but out of desperation for the crumbs that fall from their tables? When did soothing the 'powerful' become more important than holding them accountable?

We no longer speak truth to power; instead, we whisper falsehoods for the sake of favor, for the fleeting chance of token appointments, for the illusion of influence.

How did those who dare to call out the failures of leadership become the villains? Are they truly the villains, or are they simply the voices of a truth we no longer wish to hear?

Perhaps the real villains have perfected the art of misdirection, hiding in plain sight while those who demand accountability are branded as enemies of the State.

There is something deeply unsettling about this reversal of roles. It forces us to confront uncomfortable truths about who we’ve become and what we’ve allowed to happen.

How did we reach a point where our own conscience no longer shouts at us when we turn a blind eye to corruption, to the misuse of public resources, to the abuse of power?

This is not merely a lament for what we’ve lost. It is a reflection on how far we have fallen. The coldness that now pervades our nation is not just a symptom; it is a diagnosis.

We have become a people numbed to our own demise, a people so disconnected from our values that we no longer recognize the line between right and wrong, between humanity and inhumanity.

And so, we must ask ourselves the ultimate question: how did we die? Not in the physical sense, but in the deeper, more profound sense of our collective spirit. How did we die so completely that we now excuse, even encourage, the very behaviors that once would have horrified us?

Oh Uganda, May God Uphold Thee!