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17/01/2025

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“If you hold a gun and I hold a gun, we can talk about the law. If you hold a knife and I hold a knife, we can talk abou...
17/01/2025

“If you hold a gun and I hold a gun, we can talk about the law. If you hold a knife and I hold a knife, we can talk about rules. If you come empty-handed, and I come empty-handed, we can talk about reason. But if you hold a gun and I only have a knife, then the truth lies in your hand. If you have a gun and I have nothing, then what you hold in your hands isn’t just a weapon, it’s my life."

"The concepts of law, rules, and morality only hold meaning if they are based on equality. The harsh truth of this world is that when money speaks, truth goes silent, and when power speaks, even money takes three steps backwards. Those who create the rules are often the first to break them for rules are chains for the weak and tools for the strong."

"In this world, anything good must be fought for… The masters of the game are fiercely competing for resources, while the weak sit idly waiting to be given a share.”
Nothing to lose but chains!
Josh Tymz

16/01/2025

There Is No Honor In Tyranny!
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There is no honor in tyranny!Josh Tymz
14/01/2025

There is no honor in tyranny!
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You fought a good fightThank you so much for the trailJosh Tymz
09/01/2025

You fought a good fight
Thank you so much for the trail
Josh Tymz

Yoweri Kaguta Museveni Why do you cling to power, while hearts are deprived? Your smile, a mask, while the people grieve...
09/01/2025

Yoweri Kaguta Museveni
Why do you cling to power, while hearts are deprived? Your smile, a mask, while the people grieve, Do you not feel their pain, or do you deceive?

Ugandans dream of a democratic dawn, Yet fear shadows their every yawn. This isn't about you or the opposition's might, It's about the citizens and their future's light.

You've twisted the economy with policies so grim, The political atmosphere, a dark, chaotic hymn. Education's cost soars, yet jobs are scarce, Parents bury children, a fate so harsh.

Reflect on your reign, the years gone by, The problems of '86, now a distant cry. Your solutions, outdated, no longer suffice, Step down, and let Uganda rise.
Josh Tymz

'POLITICAL CORRECTNESS ' vs'CORRECTNESS 'In cases of multiple organ failure, medical interventions can sometimes tempora...
09/01/2025

'POLITICAL CORRECTNESS ' vs
'CORRECTNESS '
In cases of multiple organ failure, medical interventions can sometimes temporarily support failing organs, but if the brain is dead, the body cannot sustain life on its own. Life support measures, such as ventilators and dialysis, can keep the body functioning for a period, but they do not reverse brain death.
Thanks for the Inspiration.
There is no honor in Tyranny!

A STORY OF MY NATION(The Making Equally In Breaking)In the dawn of 1986, a new regime rose to power, heralded by the hop...
07/01/2025

A STORY OF MY NATION
(The Making Equally In Breaking)
In the dawn of 1986, a new regime rose to power, heralded by the hopes and dreams of a nation yearning for change. The people, weary from years of turmoil, welcomed the leadership with open arms, believing in the promise of a brighter future. The leader, once a symbol of resilience and patriotism, stood tall, a beacon of hope in a land scarred by division and despair.
Yet, as the years unfolded, the sheen of promise began to tarnish. The fall from grace did not happen overnight but slowly, insidiously, through a web of lies and deceit. The leader, once revered, became a tyrant, clinging to power with an iron grip. The nation's disillusionment grew as the regime's true nature revealed itself.
The regime's atrocities were manifold. Activists and dissidents, voices of truth and justice, were silenced through abduction and incarceration. The prisons swelled with those who dared to speak out, their cries for freedom echoing in the darkness. Economic policies, crafted in the corridors of power, plunged the nation into poverty, while corruption flourished unchecked. The wealth of the land was siphoned off by the few, leaving the many to suffer in silence.
Nepotism became a defining feature of the regime. The tyrant's Chief of Defence Forces was none other than his Son, ensuring loyalty within the ranks of the army. His wife, appointed as the Minister of Education, lacked legitimate qualifications, yet wielded significant influence over the nation's educational policies. The blatant favoritism eroded public trust and fueled resentment.
Mothers wept for their children, victims of state violence, their lives cut short by the very government that was meant to protect them. The streets, once filled with the laughter of children, now echoed with the cries of the homeless and the destitute. Farmers, the backbone of the nation, struggled to survive as their lands were seized and their livelihoods destroyed.
The regime's grip tightened, and the people's hope waned. The leader, once a symbol of unity, became a figure of fear and oppression. The dreams of a better future were shattered, replaced by a harsh reality of tyranny and despair.
Yet, even in the darkest of times, the spirit of the people remained unbroken. They clung to the hope that one day, justice would prevail, and the tyrant's reign would come to an end. The making of the regime was equally its breaking, a testament to the resilience and strength of a nation that refused to be silenced.
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Despite fierce opposition and extensive debates and fights the Bill was approved and now is signed!
24/12/2024

Despite fierce opposition and extensive debates and fights the Bill was approved and now is signed!

To the Junta; You cast long shadows, these loans, across our future. Not shadows of prosperity, ...
19/12/2024

To the Junta;


You cast long shadows, these loans, across our future. Not shadows of prosperity, but of a deepening gloom. Like a fisherman hauling a net heavy with dead fish, you bring back these mountains of debt, promising a bountiful harvest. But the harvest is not for the people; it's for the coffers of distant creditors, their appetites insatiable.
The people, weary and wise, see the illusion. They see the mirage of development shimmering in the desert, while their own wells run dry. They hear the whispers of the sea, a mournful lament for the lost potential, the dreams drowned in a tide of red ink.
You speak of progress, but progress cannot be built on quicksand. You speak of strength, but true strength lies not in borrowed might, but in the resilience of a self-sufficient people. You speak of the future, but the future you envision is a gilded cage, where the people are prisoners of their own debt.
The people are tired. Tired of the empty promises, tired of the false prosperity, tired of being pawns in your game of global finance. They yearn for a different path, a path that leads not to debt servitude, but to a future where the sun shines on a truly sovereign nation.
Let this be a warning. The sea, ever patient, is watching. And the tide, always turning, will eventually wash away even the most carefully constructed castles.
Josh Tymz

To Y.KMT and Cronies, (NO HONOUR IN TYRANNY )Under the vast, starlit sky, where dreams inter...
17/12/2024

To Y.KMT and Cronies,
(NO HONOUR IN TYRANNY )

Under the vast, starlit sky, where dreams intertwine with reality, I pen this message to you, hoping it resonates with the profound essence of our shared humanity. Our Mother(Uganda), like the boundless ocean, has depths teeming with untold stories and unfulfilled promises. It is within these depths that the voices of the people cry out, longing to be heard, understood, and embraced.
You hold the power to navigate these waters, to guide our nation towards a horizon of hope and unity. Yet, the course you have chosen for seasons threatens to drown the dreams and aspirations of countless souls. In the heart of every child, every mother, every worker lies a story of struggle and resilience. These are not mere statistics; they are the lifeblood of our nation.
There is no honor in tyranny. True leadership shines like the morning sun, bringing warmth, light, and life to all it touches. It is in the gentle understanding of the people's pain, the compassionate listening to their needs, that true greatness is found. The people yearn for an active, inclusive economy where opportunities flow freely, unburdened by the chains of corruption and inequality.
Freedom of opinion, the sacred right to speak one's truth, is not a privilege granted at whim, but a fundamental right. Justice must be the unyielding pillar upon which our society stands, unwavering and impartial. Our collective future hinges on these principles.
Let not the lure of power eclipse your humanity. Remember, you are part of us, not above us. The threads that bind us together as a nation are delicate, yet they weave a tapestry of immense strength and beauty. It is your duty to nurture this tapestry, to uplift the living standards of our people not just in words, but in heartfelt action.
Preach unity, yes, but more importantly, practice it. Show us through your deeds that we are one, that our dreams are intertwined like the constellations above. The coldness of the streets, the hunger in the eyes of our children, the forgotten corners of our society—they all cry out for a leadership that cares, that acts, that heals.
Sink this into your hearts: We deserve better than tyranny. We deserve leaders who walk with us, who feel with us, who lead us with integrity and compassion. The legacy you leave behind will be etched in the annals of history. Choose to be remembered as the harbingers of hope, the stewards of a brighter future.
May this message reach the depths of your soul(if you still got one) and guide you towards the true path of honor and greatness.
Jks
Josh Tymz

17/12/2024

"The day you hear our enemies speak about me in good terms, don’t share your secrets with me, because that means I would have betrayed you already"-Samora Machel

A COLLECTIVE DESPAIR: Kijjana's StoryMy name is Kijjana, and I am a stree...
13/12/2024

A COLLECTIVE DESPAIR:
Kijjana's Story

My name is Kijjana, and I am a street boy. Every night, as the cold bites through my thin clothes, I lie on the hard pavement and think about how my life has come to this. I remember my parents, who are no longer with me, and I wonder how different things could have been if only our government had not betrayed us.
Growing up, I had dreams just like any other child. I wanted to go to school, learn, and one day become someone who could make a difference. But the cost of education was too high for my family. My parents worked tirelessly, but their efforts were never enough to cover the school fees. I watched as my dreams slipped away, one by one, like sand through my fingers.
Corruption has poisoned our nation. It has taken away the opportunities that should have been ours. Many of my friends, who once had bright futures ahead of them, are now lost in the streets, just like me. We are the forgotten ones, treated like nothing by a society that has turned its back on us. The leaders who promised to protect and uplift us have instead lined their pockets, leaving us to fend for ourselves.
Every night, as I huddle with my friends for warmth, I feel the weight of our collective despair. We share stories of our struggles, our hopes, and our fears. We talk about the dreams we once had and the harsh reality we now face. The coldness of the streets is a constant reminder of the warmth we have lost, both physically and emotionally.
I remember my parents' faces, their smiles, and their love. They did everything they could to give me a better life, but the system was stacked against us. Their deaths left a void in my heart that no amount of time can fill. I miss them every day, and I wonder if they are watching over me, hoping that I will find a way out of this darkness.
To those in power, I ask you to remember your promises. Remember the children who look up to you with hope in their eyes. Remember the families who struggle every day to make ends meet. We are not just statistics; we are human beings with dreams and aspirations. We deserve a chance to live with dignity and purpose.
I write this not just for myself, but for all the street children who have been betrayed by the systems that were supposed to protect them. We are resilient, but we cannot do this alone. We need your help, your compassion, and your commitment to change. Let us not be the forgotten ones any longer.
Kijjana.
Josh Tymz

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12/12/2024

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