Of Nyege Nyege, the forever youngs and…

There is a raging debate. The millennials (where I belong), argue that they have aged like fine wine. Mbu the Gen Zs on the other hand are aging like milk. But you see, milk can also age in a fine way, it can become amakamo, and many other beautiful things. The GenZs, not to be pressed down in tooke, argue that millennials were malnourished, that we never got a chance to be well-fed. That we are the generation that was taught the six killer diseases.

But true to it, all my bu-nephews are beating me both in height and weight. And all my bi-millenial counterparts have kept that same constant baby face, never aging, forever young. We are the generation that always must prove we are old enough to enter a night club. We have eaten our age in peace. Not until this whole rationalisation thing started.

You see, one of the things that should be rationalised are the DMs (direct messages, you old bones). Because when Facebook started, all messages were on a friend’s wall. We vibed and roasted ourselves in public. Then came the DMs and trouble started. You can be there all poetic, only to wake up one day with all your conversations in public. Can’t people vibe ko in peace? That is when they tell you to make money osilike. Mbu do you think they can leak Ham’s messages? In fact, don’t you think it is them texting Ham. So among the greatest threats in Uganda, more than even climate change, is this business of texting a Ugandan girl. It should be rationalised.

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