What is different this time? Ronald Kibuule, according to Hellen Obuku, invoked his office. He did not want to be searched because he is a Minister. The Stanbic CEO- who runs a bank that according to recent results, rose net profit by 56.9% to Shs107.29 billion- had time to apologise to him, likely because he is a Minister.
Kibuule also called the police. “But Kampala Metropolitan Police spokesman Emilian Kayima said Mr Kibuule called the police to “intervene in the case” at the bank. The Minister reportedly called the Mukono District police commander, Mr Alfred Ahimbisibwe, to arrest Obuku for criminal libel, a media-related offence. [Obuku is said to have “recollected herself and went back to her post and kept quiet.”]
Too many men hold the belief that when a woman says no, what she really means is that she needs to be convinced. On the most basic level, this is an insult to the woman’s intelligence and sense of ownership over her own body. But even more than that, these kinds of encounters underline how much power men assign both to themselves and to other men (however fictional).
It does not matter if whoever has the scalpel thinks this is the best choice. The job of the health worker, and whomever has information, is to give (accurate) information. Explain the rationale for your advice and let the bearer of the fallopian tubes decide. They are not communal property.
Seriously, without ministering gender, how shall we identify those who have a God-given right to walk around bare-chested from those who must be stripped naked at the mere show of their knees? Those who play with toy cars from those who must only be interested in playing with dolls? The ones of high heels from those of flat, firmly grounded footwear? How shall we know who must be respected by default and who can only earn respect, if ever, by being passive and subordinate and beholden in their place, however oppressive? Most importantly, how can society continue to exist if we can’t tell the baby in pink from the one in blue?
“I earn 90.000 Ugandan shillings per month from three small rentals, but he has been trying to sell my property all that time, leaving me with no money. I have no expectations for my life and I live in the constant fear that my husband will come back any time to kill me and my children. When you are a woman you have no voice. Men are allowed to do whatever they want and they never get punished”