Moses Kipsiro. You know him? The Ugandan who beat three Kenyans and some other insignificant dudes at running in circles up to a certain string? In Uganda, it’s in our blood to keep running from the police. I don’t know how they expected to beat Moses (Yeah, I call him by his first name. I be close to him like that).
So our President, Mr. Museveni was watching La Tormenta one night when someone called from the kitchen: “President of Uganda, first change back to the other station. Kipsiro has won something.” Irritated that someone was getting his attention off his favourite programme, he shouted back, “Is he in NRM?” After getting a “Yes”, he gladly switched to the Commonwealth Games in India.
And that’s how he got to know about the boy’s first victory. Other media organizations just told you that Museveni called Kipsiro but ULK ran ahead. We tapped their call. You remember the person calling from the kitchen? Yes, that was a ULK reporter disguised as a human being and this is what he/she/it came back with:
M7: Hello? Kipsiro! Do you have a…
M7: Yes. Hello. You can’t here me?
M7: [These FDC phones!] Can you here me now?
Kip: Yes I can. Who is this?
M7: President Museveni.
M7: Museveni. Yoweri.
M7: Fourth term.
Kip: Oh! President Museveni! Wow, it’s a privilege to hear from you, sir.
M7: Me also, me also. I was asking, do you have a computer near you?
Kip: No sir. But there’s an internet café I can run to a few miles from here. Okay, I’m in the café.
M7: Good. Accept my friend request on Facebook. It’s an honour to know a celeb.
Kip: No sir, the honour is mine. I’m very privileged to talk to you, sir.
M7: No, the honour is mine.
Kip: That’s very flattering, sir but the honour is actually m…
M7: Are you arguing?
Kip: No sir. You own the honour.
M7: Have you accepted my request?
Kip: Yes sir.
M7: Lol. Your profile pic looks funny.
M7: So what do you do?
Kip: I, er, run.
M7: Does it benefit Movement in any way?
Kip: Er, well, running involves movement so I think…
M7: NRM. Does it benefit NRM?
Kip: No sir. Not really.
Kip: But it benefits Uganda. It gives the country positive publicity.
M7: Okay. Anyway, I’ll have to appear in public with you, shake hands, give a speech…you know how these things be.
Kip: I understand, sir. How about the others?
M7: What others?
Kip: There are other Ugandan sportsmen who were sent here with me.
M7: To do what?
Kip: To compete in the Commonwealth Games. Just like me.
M7: Are they all Kipsiros?
Kip: No sir.
M7: For now, I’m dealing with Kipsiros only. So when you arrive, I’ll give you some pocket money and make a promise to maybe construct something big in your honour, which I won’t keep, of course. Time will pass and people will forget.
Kip: It’s totally fine, sir.
M7: Personally, I would have loved to keep the promises but…blame it on the government; them and their big stomachs.
Kip: It’s okay, Mr. President.
M7: Okay. I’m running out of airtime but we’ll…
Kip: You’re a runner too?!
M7: No… [This call will de disconnected shortly!] …I meant the credit on my ph…