Thursday, January 27, 2011


Whenever we hear of gay personalities being killed, our minds usually wander off to the Caribbean Island of Jamaica. At least for me it does. Never ever did I think it would hit close to home. If people do nothing, Uganda will fast become one of those highlighted-in-red states. 

I woke up this morning to the tragic news of David Kato, a Ugandan gay activist’s death. Yes, he's the one that was on the front page of the hang them campaign. He was also among those that recently won a case against the rolling rug. Sometimes we undermine the level of hate that lies underneath the everyday smiles that are typical of Ugandan society. Somewhere in a crowd of happy people, there is always a sad sad soul that will want to take out their life’s failures and disappointment on someone else…regardless whether it is triggered by a newspaper outing, money or long-harbored disdain. This is one of those days that I feel overcome with helplessness for the human condition.

It all seemed so surreal to me in the morning when I found out. Then it got scary. It’s now sad. Like I said before, I don’t know any of the gay activists personally, hell, I don’t even hang out in the big gay circles, but hearing about this tragedy I can’t help but feel close to this person…the things he has done for the struggle for equality in this country. The LGBT community truly has suffered a huge loss, the loss of a brave man. We should not mourn over David Kato’s death; we cannot let him become just another statistic. He’d want us to celebrate the life he lived and honor it by being just as brave and as proactive as he was. Fearless.

It is truly sad that this man did not live long enough to see the full equality he so relentlessly fought for, a freedom that is yet to lend a glimpse of itself to us. One day that freedom will appear on the horizon…it will arrive. And wherever David Kato is, he will smile with us.

May His Soul Rest In Eternal Peace.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011


Ever get the feeling that God owes us…I mean, first he makes us gay, then he has his followers going around saying its something we chose, as if someone would choose to be a moving target every single day, especially in Africa.

Back then when I thought being gay was a bad thing, I’d ask God why he’d do such a thing to me. Once in a while I’d cry when I was alone and go over and over in my head about how sad and unfortunate my life was…eventually I stopped and realized how much I had going on for me in the non-sexuality department. I was extremely talented compared to my classmates…I was creative, I’d ace tests even though I’d sleep all day in class.  All of a sudden it occurred to me that I might actually be okay, actually better off than most people. I always liked to say to myself; God took 'normal' sexuality away from you and gave you so much more.

In the middle of high school, I discovered the Internet…why did it take so darn long? I was fifteen. I started to look around…and so I found. I found many other people like me. Round wholesome people like myself, everyday people, black, white, Asian, Hispanic, African people. And they were all gay. Suddenly being gay was not bad anymore. God had not compensated anything lacking in me. There was nothing to repair. One day in the holidays I walked to my bathroom mirror and finally gave voice to the words. I AM GAY. I laughed. That silly label. I had always known I liked boys, like since…ever. I had an immense crush on Aladdin as a three year old. I just did not have a word for it. 

Its funny how I thought most gay people were bad looking…like God had just dumped all the rejects into that one box. But I think we all know how contrary that is to the truth. You can’t help but wonder, if God hates fags,…then why are they so darn cute?

One thing I’ve learnt so far is you can either go on and on about how unfair God/life is, or you can choose to simply be happy. Choose to focus on those things that are good in your life…and yes, that includes your beautiful sexuality. You can create bliss for yourself. Happiness is a state of mind and cannot be moved by anything on the outside…be it newspaper outings, or the Kampala heat these days.  

Thursday, January 13, 2011


The people I admire the most are those that have the courage to stand up against the overwhelming tide of public opinion that is contrary to theirs and say exactly what they think is right...even when it means they’ll lose everything. Today I’m celebrating these kinds of people. What courage! It’s the kind of courage I see when one gay Ugandan comes out to his parents knowing all too well what is at stake, but doing it anyway just so they can be themselves…so that two, three, four gay teens can see that life indeed goes on after coming out, regardless of how they’re viewed after that. So that that gay comedian can see he’ll still be just as funny after coming out…or that gay teacher, or matatu driver.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011


Isn’t it amazing how someone can look you, me, us in the face and boldly tell us we chose to be gay. It’s not God’s plan, that’s what they say. I just don’t understand. Case in point the large and in charge black woman in this video at 4.22. Check out Botox Blondie at 2.40 as well. Did you catch that? I mean the logical thing to do if you wanted to find out whether gay people are born that way or not would be to ask the gay people themselves,...what better way?

Monday, January 3, 2011


I’m really inspired. Just returned from my hometown (I refuse to say village) and had lots of fun meeting relatives…saw the cutest kid in the whole world again; my little cousin Sam…last time I saw him he was the size of my blackberry. It’s nice to be back in the city.

Sitting here in my bedroom at 11:00pm, I’m reading about the recent victory of our gay activists against the rolling trash can. Another victory, another step, another smile.