Odrek Rwabwogo, the so-called Chairman of the Exports and Industrial Advisory Development Committee, has once again proven that he is nothing more than a spineless lapdog in the grand chessboard of Ugandan politics. By publicly denouncing the ‘Disciples of Odrek Rwabwogo’—a group that has had the guts to call out Gen. Muhoozi Kainerugaba for what he truly is—Rwabwogo has exposed his cowardice and willingness to grovel at the feet of his oppressors.
This entire fiasco lays bare Rwabwogo’s true nature: a man so devoid of backbone that he would rather throw his own supporters under the bus than stand up to the unbridled tyranny of Muhoozi. It’s pitiful that he’s trying to distance himself from a group that merely expressed what many Ugandans are too afraid to say out loud—that Muhoozi, with his juvenile tweets and tantrums, is a delusional bully with an outsized sense of entitlement. Instead of defending the voices of those who dare to speak out against this rising despot, Rwabwogo has chosen to appease his would-be tormentor. What a disgrace!
Rwabwogo’s pathetic attempts at appeasement, such as his cringe-inducing plea that “they are part of the consequences of the lack of teaching in the Movement,” only serve to underscore his desperation to remain in the good graces of a tyrant’s son. His so-called condemnation of the group is not about upholding any ideological standards or promoting disciplined behavior. No, it is about safeguarding his own neck, his own skin, from the wrath of Muhoozi, who has the audacity to declare that no civilian—clearly targeting Rwabwogo—will lead Uganda after his father.
What kind of leader, what kind of man, would allow himself to be humiliated and belittled like this? Rwabwogo is nothing but a bootlicker, eager to lap up the crumbs from the table of power, afraid of Muhoozi’s shadow even as the General spews venomous insults and baseless accusations of corruption. It is one thing to be criticized by your political adversaries; it is another to be slandered by a member of your own extended family, and still, Rwabwogo can do nothing but meekly protest that he doesn’t need “third-party spokespeople” and doesn’t want anyone writing “under my name to the President.”
This pathetic spectacle reveals a man who is completely lost, a coward trying to navigate the treacherous waters of Museveni’s political landscape without a paddle. Instead of rallying his supporters and fighting back, Rwabwogo’s answer is to beg for a seat at the table, pleading for acceptance like a timid puppy. His calls for “good public manners” and “etiquette” are nothing more than a mask for his own fear. What he truly fears is not the degeneration of disciplined thought but the wrath of a family member who has become an uncontrollable force, a mad bull in the china shop of Ugandan politics.
But make no mistake, Rwabwogo’s cowardice is not just a personal failing; it’s a betrayal of every Ugandan who hopes for a future beyond the iron grip of the Museveni family. By refusing to stand up to Muhoozi’s bullying, he is signaling to the world that he will always choose his own survival over the good of the nation. This is not a man who should be trusted with any kind of power, for he will always bow to the stronger force, always seek to curry favor with those in control, no matter the cost to his dignity or to the people of Uganda.
In the end, Rwabwogo is nothing more than a puppet, dancing to the tune of a regime that will chew him up and spit him out the moment he outlives his usefulness. His disgraceful behavior is a testament to the state of our politics, where even the whisper of ambition must be crushed, and anyone who dares to think beyond the current dynasty is made to grovel in the dirt. It’s a sad, pathetic display of cowardice and submission that serves as a chilling reminder of just how far Uganda has fallen under the weight of this family’s oppressive rule.
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