The profanities of life are the funniest and humour is rides in uncertanity, stupid uncertainity. Vulgarities are different and its not funny to be indescent. When a country rallies behind the things that were considered profane, vulgar, unacceptable in society, then we need to get on our knees, backs, and whichever way there is of crying to a deity to save us.
Weeks ago the nude pictures of one of our good musicians were leaked (as if you need to be reminded). The same week though, the katosi road scandal was being discussed in parliament (i bet many did not know about that). A few weeks of silence passed and another `celebrity` released a video of herself `mustarbating`(as if you need to reecord that for us) meanwhile the railway deal was being discussed in the parliament and how it would take the country into a crippling date.
Social media has played its part and so has the mainstream, and the we share these videos and images the way a congregation shares a sunday morning greeting. The famous participants are given front page welcomes similar to goldmedal winners. On radio stations, they are discussed as if they have given sex independence from privacy. They are ardoned in grace as if it is a noble thing, or a thing that requires sophistication of any nature to record oneself having coitus with oneself or another. There we are, watching and giving them audience. They might even resort to launching and debuting them the way Cinema Magic launches, The Hobbit and perhaps we shall be waiting to pay. Our dear children will finally understand and not have to ask their parents questions on how they were concieved, and there will be no more lying. Schools shall use them in sex education and the actors may even get Nobel Prizes.
That is our story. As minister parliamentarians are stealing and embezzling tonnes of our money, we are busy with the important things, sex tapes. As our dear babies are dropped off at daycare centres by mothers who are to busy to stay with them, we are busy distributing nude pictures. As the world is fighting Ebola and trying to look for a cure, our talk shows will focus instead on who will release the next sex tape and which one was better. And our country will rot, and perhaps become a brothel. The thieves will rob us dry and ensure we have a constant supply. Murderers will kill our sons and distribute more images.
Perhaps they are the important issues and maybe, the other things are secondary. Perhaps parents need to watch thier daughters and sons, children thier parents, and brothers thier sisters. SEX TAPES, THE IMPORTANT THINGS.
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