Uganda’s Cooperate Tax Policy & the OTT Tax’s Impact on the Economic Inclusion of Youth

At the floor of Parliament, to the Right Honorable Speaker; Uganda has a high burden of youth unemployment at a record of 64%—the greatest of all times. A 2016 Youth Survey conducted by the Aga Khan University revealed that about 48% of youth aspire to own businesses. Youth’s desire to engage in entrepreneurship provides a clear path towards achieving United Nations Sustainable Development Goals and Uganda’s National Development Plan of ending poverty and improving the quality of life for Ugandans. The World Bank’s “voices of the poor” reported that over 60,000 poor people rose above poverty through personal businesses or gainful employment. In Uganda, small businesses are prone to early deaths not seeing their 5th birthday due to limited access to limited or no access to financial capital, poor working capital management, poor financial literacy, unstable markets unfavorable borrowing, lending and tax policies.   Far from it, the Ugandan economy is digitalized day by day, with limited capital to rest workspaces or hire human resource; young among many others have entrepreneurs have utilized online on social media platforms to run their business. Using Instagram, craft artists, fashionista and traders have marketed their products. Through Facebook, young entrepreneurs have built the business brands, run virtual offices and addresses hence legitimizing their existence on the digital market spaces and through Twitter, young people have pushed content to promote their products at the lowest bundle cost of 250 UGX since they have no capital. On average, on every sale made, with less capital of 265,000; a young person would sale a shirt he bought at 8500 at 10,000 and earn a profit of 1000-1500 ugx, in a month, maybe make sales of his about 30 shirts in stock using social media marketing a cost of 8,000 ugx a month on the social bundle.…

Revisiting My Memories for Inspiration, Writing the First Chapter of My Book

Stories of people’s lives, even fictional like. ‘The Lion King’, African tales and much more have inspired me to live life amidst adversity as a child up to a certain point.  I sometimes lived through fire with a hope higher than that of the burn pains believing that magically a miracle was to happen through my imaginary super powers only to walk through the blazing fire. Nevertheless, such hope can only go a long way until you hit bottom rock of bottom rocks, if you know what I mean. It is at this point that you need to be-reminded of truths in your amazing inspirational journey. A journey characterised of a super hero with a super power, for me that was courage and unfailing laughter. It is ironic how we look to other people’s stories to live through our own only to have it help another (smiles). Recently, at the moment when I absolutely had no hope, a ‘guardian angel’ reminded me of the worst situations I have been through and over come, it got me into a time travel spell, stuck in memory lane. Upon return to the present, I was inspired to start this new phase in my life. Every time I told people of what I have been through, I was always humbled at how they would react. They would use my mistakes and experience to live better lives. That is why I even started my blog back in 2010. I was wrong to think that the journey I have taken can only inspire people out there, I guess it inspires me too. It does not have to be a journey of success only, but one that tells the truth of life as it is and how we can overcome. So am taking a detailed trip into…

The Secret Warfare of Being Under Pressure Is Not Only One’s to Fight

Everybody expects me to get married, get a job, build a house, buy a car and have a healthy bank account not taking into account the hard work and sacrifices required. Nor the search or the pressures that come with acceptance or rejections. Right from an early age, I have always managed pressure well as a leader. However, I came to learn that with more power is more pressure. At 21 years, I was entrusted with the responsibility of running an entire university student government. One year down the road at 22 years, I lost my dad, the head of our family and breadwinner; culturally as the first-born son, I inherited my late father’s full responsibilities and role leaving me no time to grieve my loss of the only biological parent I had alive.  No one actually cared to find out how I truly was doing but rather praised me based on their assumption that I was strong, this birthed pressure in me. I was under pressure which later became anger turned inside, raging, moaning… having violence inside me. We live in a society where people ask, “How are you? Or how we are doing?” just as a greeting with no real intention of finding out how we are and they move on. Today pressure mounts more difficulty for Christians or religious fox; we tend to be more obligated to be okay. We feel like somehow we have done God a disservice to say we are not okay. We are expected to live a holy life according to human standards forgetting God’s own standards; that creates pressure. With every blessing, we have or get, comes a burden. The more blessed you are the more burdens, “…to whom much is give, much is required…” Of cause, not everyone will be happy…

Open Letter to All My People, My 27th Year Birthday Message for You

From the high lands of Mountain Elgon to the flat lands, came Dad to the city from a humble background. We never had much but he offered us his rich spirit. I never chanced to meet my mom, but I know she was a goddess because she gave birth to me on the 7th November 1990 early morning.  As a kid, it never crossed my mind that I had to hustle just to make it through. Simply because my dad had my back; but the world was not up for grabs, especially when the pressures kicked in. Facing life’s giants at an early stage of my life, mountains of obstacles leaving me to think I was under attack. Seeking an anchor for my soul, a believer in my dreams, a friend for my strength, a confidant for my fears and strong hold for the unknown; trial and error became my new normal. Experience became my toughest teacher, examiner and discipliner. But I have come out stronger, pruned even though my wounds are yet to fully heal. Today as life goes on, I have come to learn more and more about responsibility. There are a lot of mistakes I have made. And I understand that there is a big problem, am not too blind not to see the pain kept in your heart.  I have hurt and disappointed many along the years. But with humility, to everyone I hurt along the way; emotionally, financially, socially, with power, neglect or in any way, Am Sorry. For all the things I put you through, all the pain I caused you, am truly sorry. Am sorry for the things I did not say or do. The help I did not give. The support I did not offer and much more. Being a young man…

Favored By Default

Most of us if not all aspire for excellence seeking to be the best of our selves maybe for ourselves, someone, others or most importantly God so we can earn something from them, maybe love, or anything that fits. Because of this attitude, when we error we host a guilty party in our selves leading us into disappointment or some sort of depression in form of regrets and much more. As a christian, I have tried to live by God’s standards for long (The Commandments & Law) so I may earn His love.  Along the way, I ended up living a life that’s constantly imperfect to His eyes according to my view hence my regret! This continued until I discovered I was highly loved and Favored regardless of my imperfections. Lets put our focus for today on our relationship with God. To be clear, am not saying the law has no importance in our lives (NO). What am simply saying is that God loves us by default and we don’t have to earn it by works or in anyway. The meaning of a Blessing is simply Permission into doing or achieving something (release) Some people are blessed by their parents into marriage, others are blessed by their elders into business and in tern they actually see prosperity. This is because the power of positive word into another’s life is life giving, be aware… the same applies for negative word. Bringing you back, if the Lord said He has Highly Blessed and Favored You, it means it’s not based any condition or circumstance but rather Your Blessing is Your default position. Knowing that alone generates faith in you and it in turn enables you reach out to God just as He wants it (In confidence that He Has already Answered you).…

How Failure Was My Best Guide for Success

Have you ever thought for just a second that life is a daily pressure? The thinks we want to achieve or have? The power & rights we seek to have that comes with responsibilities? It’s all pressure! But for any progress to happen, we must learn how to live under pressure. It is said, you will never progress from a comfort zone of your life unless you have attained the maximum level of success (which is rarely possible for many). I have had my share of success and failure in my life. But today, I want to briefly address the issue of rising up again from failure. A few years I embarked on a journey to run for the office of Member of Parliament representing the entire Eastern Uganda. With a successful 8 year leadership career and great track record, I had not planned for the possibility of failure. I gave the campaign everything I had, my resources, time, energy, reputation, and everything I had, it was a do or die situation for me we can say 😊. However, the inevitable happened, dynamics in the politics (party godfathers) were not in my favor! Losing the election left me with broken focus, bankrupt, heart broken, homeless, devastated, in one word, “Catastrophe.” To me, it was my end. My view of failure when everything is lost then was more like a pre-death experience, only worse that I had to live through the after effects of shame, mockery, condemnation, debts, poverty, hunger, you name it. This all I faced. Every single day I sunk deep and deep into destruction. One day, I heard Oprah say, “Failure is just life trying to move us to another direction.” These words sunk deep in, “…it’s not the end of me after all.” I said to my…

I Personally Think People Need to Mind Their Own Business Unless Invited!

The last couple of months have been hard I must admit, having to deal with a new year filled with old staff splashed right back at you in the presence. Sometimes I feel, writing is the only place I feel I can fight again. I have a tough life and I have come to terms with it. Dealing with heart breaks, great debts, broken family, failing career, failing ambitions, held-up finances and above all broken relationships. A wise man once said, “Men fall because of Brocken focus!” but I chose to pick-up on the other side of the coin, “All men fall, but the great ones get back on their fit.” No matter how much hell fire am going or have gone through, I today want to still think I am a great man, powerful, brilliant, talented and above all… principled. Been sick and tired of people telling me the wrongs I have done. Judging my every step of the way. Its funny how many of them think they got me all figured out. Oh well, I feel sad for their little lives. Because, the thing is… they are just too afraid of taking bold steps and making a difference. I bet if they were in my shoes, they would not take 3 steadfast steps. We all have such in our lives, “mostly our ex’s!!”, competitors, friends! “Oh yes, Friends!!!” Funny how those you bring close choose to study you enough only to bring you down. Guess what, I dodged the bullet. As mean it may seem, I slum the door all over their faces. If you one of them… am glad you are reading this. Someone once told me, “Put your heart in all you do. Be real!!”. This is me being real. Never carry forward to your present…

The Confusing Dilemma of Failure & Success, My Prison Of Misunderstanding. #BreakFree

Too much happening around that I feel am going crazy. Finishing pending projects and tasked to start new ones. With all the unwanted habits at their fullest peek, yet it’s at this time around where I am meant to least expect them. The pressure is so top to the bream that I no longer realize the great successes I have made in my career, personality, business and family life. I totally understand now how Peter felt when he was drowning yet walking towards Jesus at the same time. It seems the confusing dilemma of failure & success, have turned into my prison of misunderstanding. One can not believe how you can have two jobs, great pay, a rapidly growing business, losts of friends and partial masters scholarship in an international university but still fail to be fulfilled. My friends have graded it (my life) as top success, some have said am super blessed. But deep down, a voice is shouting sounds of disapproval & disagreement just because I did not reach my set goals. Well, just as open as this article is today, I choose to have my thought as well… “I frankly don’t give a damn what goals I have not achieved!!” I personally have achieved a lot with the most little luck I could ever have of late.” ( **may be if I tell it to my self, I may feel better** )  I have made just about the biggest mistakes in life a few weeks ago, and the most scaring thing is that I don’t feel bad at all, its like I just turned into a villain (this creeps me out) ***am I turning into a horrible mean person due to the rough paths I have been taking lately*** Why don’t I care anymore like I used to? Why…

An Open Letter To The Person Whose Message I Didn’t Reply To

Dear person whose text I didn’t reply to,You are important to me and I’m grateful that you want to chat. If you’re my friend or family — I love you and I’m stoked I have people in my life that want to chat with me or hang out or ask advice or give advice. If you’re a phone company or lawnmower man chasing a payment — hell, I’m even grateful for you. It means I have phones and lawns.   But I am not contactable right now and that is okay. Because I am human. I’m off doing “life things” like maybe lying under a tree with my daughter, writing a book, driving somewhere or cooking dinner. Maybe I just want to poo in peace without having to type out a text message or try to conceal the sound of a flushing toilet as we chat. Unfortunately — as a human — my energy, capacity and attention is not endless. Please don’t try any other forms of communication to get to me. I saw you — I just don’t want to answer you right now. I’m not sorry about it and that is okay. While waiting, you could go do other things too. Beaches are great. Coffee is too. Doing something with your awesome talents. Maybe you could contact the person that is waiting for you to get back to them (I bet there’s at least one). If not, call someone you love and tell them, just because. One thing you shouldn’t do is worry that I don’t like you, love you, appreciate you or that I am ignoring you. I’m not. I’m just human. You might not be the only person trying to contact me. Therefore it may take a few hours, maybe a few days or even a…

My Voting Experience on the 18th Feb 2016 #UgandaDecides

As a youth advocate, practising what I preach is important. I believe that voting is the most effective way young people can influence decision making in Uganda. I set off on the eve of election day to Manafwa district where my polling station is located, hoping to vote and mobilise others to do the same. At least that was the plan. Getting a bus direct to the district turned out to be difficult and as a result I had to hire a private vehicle which resulted in a long expensive trip with lots of stop overs.   Furthermore, public threats from the army and the police discouraged alot of people from turning up to vote. The disconnection of social media platforms and mobile money was also a hinderance as alot of people couldn’t access their funds so that they could travel. And since social media is one of the best mobilization tools among the young, there was also a generally low turn up in that demographic as well. In some areas, ballot papers were delayed resulting in congestion at the polling stations. If the Electoral Commission had had better mechanisms for controlling numbers, many people, just from sheer exhaustion, wouldn’t have returned home without voting. I had to use a BodaBoda (commercial motorcycle) for three hours just to make sure I could cast my vote. The entire experience just highlights my lack of faith in the electoral system of Uganda. As I speak, in five subregions of Bugisu, few young women turned up to vote. The irony being that there were several elderly women waiting in line. Many young people were relunctant to show up due to the belief that the incumbent President will be declared the winner no matter what. For now, all any of us can do is…

Open letter to the Chairman National Resistance Movement as Youth. 

As NRM Youth leaders we have spent a considerable amount of time in the last 5 years selflessly building the party ideology among fellow youth and the Uganda Community at large, mobilizing for its expansion, strengthening and establishment to the day today trends. It’s unfortunate that at the climax of party’s opportunity to put to practice what we have worked so hard to build and campaign for youth participation in NRM processes, the youth where franchised by our own leaders who made the campaigns about money rather than ideology and brilliant ideas therefore made the campaigns about who had more finances. The youth participation in the NRM where supposed to be how the youth will promote the NRM ideology and leadership of the party plus mobilize to even they them selves engage in decision making above all leadership through the youth league. Today doesn’t matter how brilliant you are as a young person or how brilliant your ideas for job & wealth creation or development, women emancipation, governance, etc!! What matters is how much money you can mobilize and now NRM youth win because of how much money they have. Mr Chairperson it doesn’t mean that most of those of us who lost did not have ideas but rather we were out matched cause we didn’t have enough money like those who went through. We have been disempowered from participating meaningfully in the leadership of our party since most of it is all about which family you come from, wealth classification, or how well and dirty politics are you willing to play. Qualification in our party is reason for disqualification, above all there is no room for meaningful participation. Our Chairperson we ask you to lead and re-champion the campaign against the commercializations of leadership in politics and lead the…

My Dissatisfaction with NRM-Primaries

The National Resistance Movement recently organized a Delegates Conference which Included the Primary elections of the Youth League executive along side flag bearers for the #Youth Members of Parliament from East, West, Central, North and National (Female). The elections were by electoral hence voters who qualified to vote were Sub-county Chairpersons, District Executives members alongside 2 Out Going District Councilors, note that we were informed on the day of voting that part of the delegates/voters are not allowed to vote and these where the newly voted Youth Councilors. NRM was in charge of transporting, accommodating, feeding and as well as welfare of the delegates, hence for this to happen, accreditation of delegates was to be decentralized at district levels to save time & be orderly from the 28th (Which was Canceled a day to arrival) to 29th-30th (moved to 31st) October 2015. How Youth Leadership in the NRM-Primaries was Walled to Favor the Rich by the Party in the elections.As a contestant for Youth MP Eastern Region, I was shocked at the way the EC handled the elections. For starters; The election dates where pushed over 6 times, hence candidates had to spend more money to campaign and maintain their support since June even on the last day of elections. The nomination process did not exclude the youth, who were made to pay 2 million shillings just to show interest & subjected to a high fee of over 1/2 a million to certify academic credentials in UNEB. Accreditation of delegates on arrival was shady since short notice information was given for dates of arrival on the 28th as set before to the next day. Hence many of the delegates had were already in Kampala causing a rift. Accreditation did not begin until 1pm in the afternoon to 3am on the 29th…

My Aspiration for Youth Member Of Parliament Eastern Region (Inspiration)

For Youth? What I came do? Wow! What am going to give to them… That seems like a very ambiguous question to ask. I know everyone expects it…sometimes its not what the youth need that works for them but its what makes us alive… You and me! That’s what the world needs most… My biggest admiration for this country has always been to scratch my history and write anew story to for others, with new actions of Being my Brothers Keeper, Drawing close opportunities with no strings attached for your reach, helping in building young people’s dreams in their careers, business, talent, skill, passion and love above all. But we all have been shadowed by barriers…Politics has taught us to fear one another, I know who it has turn us against each other, how honesty is turned into a weapon to destroy each other just for self justification and gain, I know how we have been trained and reduced to handouts than reason, and am not saying its wrong but what makes it wrong is when we continuously choose only handouts over reason or rational thinking clouding our judgment into a stormy situation. We all have a free will just as simply as service can be. Innovation, passion, talent, love and teamwork if best put together you won’t need to ask what I will do for the youth. Question is what shall we do for our selves and not just individually but communally! There is a strength in togetherness, fellowship as we all know two heads are better than one. We are a Country, the people, the culture, the economy, the spiritual, the geography, the opportunities, the laws, the beliefs, hopes and aspirations.. Where you belong or where I do matters to all of us not just some of us.…