Truths served

SCIENCE doesn’t explain the universe, nor which came first, of an EGG and a COCK. You won’t get the FACTS. Feed on the TRUTHS you are served. A LIE gets told so that we get contented. Believe and have peace. Refuse, and hell awaits you. This is where belief bridges a yapping gap. So I think, so I am and I search for the Truth and I let the FACTS remain.

If it made you mad, then it hit at a reality, if instead of being mad you opted to be sad, then understand that the TRUTH is whatever I chose to believe. FACTS are devoid of emotions. Understandably we humans are emotional beings.

While we can’t reconstruct FACTS, we create FALSEHOODS and trade it as TRUTHS. One of his infamous landmarks, BIG LIES told more often become TRUTHS.

FACTS are often beyond our reach and imaginations. An attempt in finding FACTS are in an equally inadequate SCIENCE, at least by Albert Einstein’s judgement.

Agree that SCIENCE doesn't explain the whole universe, nor which came first, of an EGG and a COCK. This is where belief bridges a yapping gap.

A LIE gets told so that we get contented. Believe and have peace. Refuse, and hell awaits you. You won’t get the FACTS. Feed on the TRUTHS you are served.

Happy New Year. I ply between South Sudan, East Africa and Uganda and I am reading. Give me the Internet, ICT, add me the peace, lets do business. I am in.

South Sudan 2010 and beyond

Southern Sudan 2010 builds an anxiety. The Sudan must dread the forthcoming national elections that could determine the leadership that sees it through to 2011 national referendum. April 2010 is for national elections. 2011 is either for the unity of or the break away from the Sudan.

An ICC indicted president, battled hardened South Sudanese, bitter Darfurians, contested regions and Africa, find queer speculations, fearful uncertainties and hopeless hoping in a menu modern, Kush 2010, 2011 plus. The telecommunications in a fiercely politicised socio-economic Sudan.

In the South of the Sudan, the telecommunications and broadcasting infrastructure should anticipate some crude roles in the face of competing and opposing coordination and mobilisation of the will of the electorates. A communications warfare might be in the offing.

MTN Sudan, Zain, Vivacell, Carnatell, Sudani, Gemtel, ISPs and cyber networks. Speculation is that Sudanese politics could impact negatively on the mundane economic telecommunications of the South and the Sudan.

South Sudan, the opportunities fade. Clarifications is that Salam Taki shall be updated with a better regularity. The sun shines.

Rightly left ambidexterity

As the Lefties pride on this day, I wonder which I would wish for my two year old twin daughters. While we were raised by a right handed mum who I think, thought with her strict right spanks, I am convinced she used her leftly rights to tame four brothers and their handful sister.

I think, I used to study my little brother's strangeness. He eats using his right hand, kicks and writes with his left limbs, fights from the left, looks rightish while playing squash and didn't know how to swim. I am more rightish. Volley ball, basket ball, and chess. Perhaps a convert from no where. Soccer. Undeveloped skills. As for him, I think he thinks using his left side of the brain. He looks that way atleast.

Left, right or both, I wondered how all these matter. Well, one mischievous dear uncle and my best alley, but because of handwriting lessons and the impatience of teachers, I recall, Oscar Delta literally tortured, and rebuked in every many schools we went to as was at the country side home. Todate, his left hand deeds as Barack Obama's left handedness fascinates.

And for Grace, the one friend who made me understand how to deal with girls, Colette and Claudia shall use whatever hand that suits then and any ambidexterity should only add to a fascination. I hope you complete your MBA. See us in December.

Abyei's oils: She is Southerly

Okaaaay. Abyei! Is it the fate of an electorate or people or is it the land or political territory or is it her oils or grassing lands? South Sudan and Sudan. East and West adjusted. How North is the South end? Nine Dinka Ngok Chiefdoms. The ABC, the xyzeds. The verdict is out. Abyei is well endowed. Very oily. She is Southerly. She is a price in another hand ...

The CPA was signed in 2005. National elections were meant to take place in June 2009. The referendum on whether the South would be independent or remain part of the Sudan and the fate of disputed regions including Abyei are to be determined in 2011. National elections meant for June 2009 postponded till April 2010. A referendum still possible in 2011. The CPA.: Abyei remains under the custodianship of the government in Khartoum until 2011. SPLM Vs NCP; SPLA Vs SAF. Make peace attractive. Abyei. Ceasefire and the fate of the CPA interwined.

Ok! Under a government in Khartoum! Could Abyei have been designed by the CPA architects to be a ransom inorder for the referendum to take place!? Is the fate of Abyei the price of honouring the CPA to its conclusion in 2011?

Of blogging, hypertexting, class, and aftermath

I don't know what I did yet I had to abandon the blog. I am worried. My report card! And for my pains, Habesh Continental for a Monday evening. Worth it. Ethiopian. I didn't. I slept in my bed.

Ginger in my eyes. I read that email and confirmed that luck had come my way. DiploFoundation chose to train us on the Internet governance process. Gratefully and nervousely, I enrolled into the IGCB 09 class and for close to three months, it has been an experience. Undisputeably, a thank you Steph is very much in order. I never heard my tutor speak, and to infer to an observation, I too never got the chance to see how other classmates  listen. We hypertexted, hypertexed, blogged, made forum entries, hypertexted and hypertexted, had a Friday online chat session, spied the Cantina and sought information and knowledge. And the day for the final examination came, two questions attempted and ... It has to be a new dawn. The networking resumes shortly. But then, what a beauty for a class. 

However, Arsene Wenger FC had not done me any favours, I had to nurse my daughters to health, felt the hurt in pockets, opportunities dwindled, and to see bullet proof V8s packed and no internet connectivity, the stress had boiled enough. Come the Monday evening, it had to be to the nearest Ethiopian hospitality. Habesh Continental at the banks of the Nile. Emerging and not disappointing, the atmosphere by Juba standards and starless ofcourse, was splendid. The rooms go for US $ 180 only per night. I had to remind my self. There is only a today, a tomorrow and a now. I need to get busier. Mukumu ducks, I am around.