Iguana Bar Kampala: A tale of Racial Discrimination.

Futures Past

There have been very many complaints about the way people are treated in certain bars, restaurants and places of service in and around Kampala. Some friends have been thrown out of such setups for reasons less deserving of that course of action. Others have been discriminated against either because they didn’t look the part of someone who can afford the place or they were simply black.

In Kampala, It has become increasingly hard to find a bar where one can feel comfortable and appreciate the service and personnel of that bar. You feel so comfortable that you create a relationship with the waiters and waitresses. They know you by first name, they know how you like your drink, you have their contact numbers and you call to book happy hour, they will serve you with a smile regardless of whether the tab will be cleared or not, and they can…

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Extreme Adventure: Conquering the Ropes and Living the Ninja Warrior Experience

Oworugambo on the Move


“I am never bungee jumping again or attempting any activity that will scare the hell out of me like that,” I swore to myself in December 2016 when I had gone to Jinja for a excursion.

But the buzz about the about ropes courses, ziplining and the variety of games at Extreme Adventure Park in Busika couldn’t allow me honour what I swore to self. Mans needed to get a feel.

The park, located in Busika, Luweero District is about one hour’s drive away from the capital Kampala and on a weekend (when traffic is not heavy) time taken on the road could be less.

It is located a few meters off Gayaza road, in the Motorsport Arena of Uganda within Busika village, about 40 kilometers from Kampala capital city.

“Don’t hold back; have as much fun as you possibly can,” said one of park’s administrators as she flagged us…

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What’s Cooking? A not-so-gentle reminder to African women on absconding from their duty

The issues raised notwithstanding, it is such a good read.

AfricanFeminism (AF)

I am sorry you’re behind the times. Can I bring you up to speed? Cooking is never a woman’s job. We train them to cook much as we train men like you to be misogynist, patriarchal, and sexist.”- @Bahiirwa. A twitter user had this response to tweet from one Ugandan man who thought of putting out a piece of advice to women on cooking and being modern.

Mathias Ssemanda, a self described blogger asked women to stop “abandoning” their duty of cooking.

Sexism on Ugandan twitter is common but so are the increasing number of young women’s voices and men who are ready to challenge the notion of gender roles like they were scribbled…

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Why We Sing

​We sing:



because we are

encouraging fellowship,


because it’s the most prestigious

institution in our area of citizenship,



because victory motivates us to

traverse as gallants,


because we seek

to be knowledgeable as elites,


because we demand answers from

untouchable, fat-bellied policymakers.
We won’t sit

with lips locked in our mouths,

as extortionist lecturers

rape students;

undermining the decree.

We won’t sit

in lecture rooms last renovated

before Obote

attained his Bachelor’s degree.
We shall sing

as long as staff,

don’t want to provide services

our weak financial muscles pay for.

We shall sing

as long as finalists,

wait for centuries

to receive the marks they worked for.
We sing

because the same people that you respect,

invented these songs.

We sing

because we don’t understand,

why our peaceful demonstrations

are handled by people

meant to arrest big-headed generals.
So Afande,

as you stick that teargas canister

into my mouth,

Let my tears remind you,

of the sinister minister

who disgraced your worth.

As you shoot my chest

countless times,

Let this blood

gushing through my red gown remind you,

That the person that sent you

was once dressed in such a gown,

demanding these ludicrous policies to shut down!