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Traffic jam in Kampala

Traffic jam in Kampala

It’s an evening. It’s Kampala. So, it’s normal to have heavy traffic.

We are used to traffic and the chaos; an unequipped boda boda finding space to squeeze their cycle through, and a taxi driver who only cares about their destination. It’s kampitewo in Uganda. Isn’t this our society?

You may also consider to get to your phone, switch from radio to radio, listen to Akaboozi, then CBS, KFM, Sanyu all of them at ago...then all of a sudden, an important or “importanter” person with or without a siren, escorted or not escorted, qualifying or not qualifying, will all squeeze in and it’s OK to accept this in this society.

But as you are there experiencing this theory of chaos now in a real-life involvement, we are all stuck there, you can’t tell who is going where, each one wants to go somewhere and apparently, we’re all correct; a traffic officer passes by, and another passes by, and another two pass by on a motorcycle: to whom it may concern.

Don’t you remember that story of who is my neighbour and the good Samaritan in the Bible; the priest passes by, and the Levite also passes by. But what is my responsibility in Uganda? Ki Uganda kinyuma. Then another Ugandan passes his arm through the window of the next car and throws out a beverage’s bottle to join the other tones of polythene papers and bottles littered everywhere.

Who cares? All these things are happening at some one spot in traffic and simultaneously across Uganda’s metropolitan area. But chaos or randomness or disorderliness have benefits. As seen, it’s a chance to do anything. But in this time, we can all behave with some relative measure of madness, no limitation of irrationality and also some stupidity.

We don’t care. We can be cruel to one another. We can be violent to one another. We keep flipping between being civilised, uncivilised, and we dent our religiosity on the shelf. Anyway, ‘for God and my country.’

You see in chaos theory; fatal mistakes can be forgiven. Do we intend to be disorderly? Hindu and Buddhist philosophies lend us something of care; any event is the result of previous events. How did we get here?

Is it disorderliness or lawlessness? This kind will definitely lead us to the next generation. This chaotic randomness has ripple effects everywhere. But are we really becoming a lawless society? Do whatever you want as long as I am preserved. We keep hearing about or visiting societies that are developing into organised communities; clean environment, orderly people, no speaking to someone above, you get a service because you rightly deserve it. Do we envy such societies when we go there for benchmarking or such environments bore us? But guess what?

Home is home. It’s the Pearl of Africa; fine weather, flora, fauna, the equator, fresh water. Nature is organised and we the people are random particles. Now how do we bring unity in this disorderly specimen? We have the apparatus.

But as I am here, and there are people praying; it is an overnight on Monday. Across there is a bar which will be open until the last drinker empties their pocket. This makes it easier for Uganda to be ranked among the best alcohol-drinking countries in Africa. It’s hard to distinguish which noise in this environment is holy and not holy.

And on the other side is a school, below is a hospital and the neighbourhood is a residential area. But who organises the communities we live in? Are we building conscious discipline or is it now late we need to apply mechanical discipline? To answer yourself, start again and read from paragraph one.

These are matters of public concern and policy intervention. Random motion and chaos theory can support the idea that particles may hit upon each other during movement. This is not what we want; imagine an organised society, have a good thought of an orderly society, we all know it’s not fashionable to throw or litter a bottle anywhere for anyone,

I follow the traffic, I can follow through a line to get a service, I will not talk to someone above. That we can be law-abiding. That we live for God and my country. We defy that randomness/disorderliness is not good.

The author is a policy and management analyst.

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