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Robert Scoble

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🙏🙏 At thirty thousand feet, with only minutes left to live, a 27-year-old woman chose love over terror. Her name was Honour Elizabeth Wainio, and just days earlier she had been savoring the happiest journey of her life-attending a wedding in Italy, wandering the streets of Paris, and lighting a candle for her grandmother in a quiet church. She told her mother that seeing Paris made her feel complete, as if she could face anything afterward. On the morning of September 11, 2001, she boarded a routine business flight to San Francisco for a work meeting, unaware that her life was about to become part of history. When the aircraft was hijacked, panic swept the cabin. Passengers quickly realized this was not a situation that would end safely on a runway. In the middle of that chaos, Honour reached for an onboard phone and called her stepmother. For more than four minutes, she spoke with astonishing calm. She did not dwell on fear or plead for rescue. Instead, she spoke about gratitude, about family, and about how deeply she loved the people who had shaped her life. Her final words were simple and unadorned: that the hijackers were breaking into the cockpit, and that she loved them. Those words, recorded in real time, became a lasting testament to her character. Through phone calls like hers, passengers learned the truth about the other attacks already unfolding that morning. Together, they understood what their flight had become and what was at stake. They talked, made a decision, and acted. Their attempt to regain control forced the plane down into a field in Pennsylvania, preventing it from reaching its intended target in Washington. Honour, a Towson University graduate, a devoted baseball fan, a daughter, sister, and friend, was among the forty who died that day. A scholarship now bears her name, honoring the compassion she showed when it mattered most. Her story endures as proof that even in humanity's darkest moments, courage and love can still rise.

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G-MA & G-PA

147,605 görüntüleme • 7 ay önce

HOW MANY GIRL HUMANOIDS CAN YOU KEEP AT HOME IS THERE A LIMIT FROM THE GOVERNMENT YOU WILL BE SURPRISED WHO ACTUALLY SETS IT ok wait everyone imagines a law that says "max 2 per person" like a pet limit or a gun license ngl that is the wrong test in most places she's just property you can own one or ten the state doesn't count her but four other things do ▹ limit 1: the battery every one of them runs on a big lithium pack ten of them is ten packs charging in one apartment that's a fire load your building was never planned for insurers, landlords and house rules already fight e-bike batteries in hallways and basements a room full of charging humanoids is that, times ten ▹ limit 2: the floor and the space a walking frame like the unitree g1 is around 35 kg companion bodies with silicone shells are often heavier ten of them is a third of a ton on one floor plus charging spots, spare skin, a repair corner and a box the size of a person for each one ▹ limit 3: the data each one has cameras and microphones inside your home that's mostly your business but the moment they record guests, neighbours or the street you're not just an owner anymore in europe that's where gdpr starts asking questions ▹ limit 4: the business line own ten for yourself: a very expensive hobby rent them out, film content, charge for time with them: now you're a business licenses, taxes, insurance, and in some cases laws you really don't want to be on the wrong side of ▹ the surprise the government doesn't limit how many you own your fuse box, your landlord, your insurer and your wallet do at ¥119.8k+ each, the wallet usually wins first so the real number is as many as your apartment can charge safely at night which for most people is exactly one how many would you keep, honestly tell me in the replies

HOW MANY GIRL HUMANOIDS CAN YOU KEEP AT HOME IS THERE A LIMIT FROM THE GOVERNMENT YOU WILL BE SURPRISED WHO ACTUALLY SETS IT ok wait everyone imagines a law that says "max 2 per person" like a pet limit or a gun license ngl that is the wrong test in most places she's just property you can own one or ten the state doesn't count her but four other things do ▹ limit 1: the battery every one of them runs on a big lithium pack ten of them is ten packs charging in one apartment that's a fire load your building was never planned for insurers, landlords and house rules already fight e-bike batteries in hallways and basements a room full of charging humanoids is that, times ten ▹ limit 2: the floor and the space a walking frame like the unitree g1 is around 35 kg companion bodies with silicone shells are often heavier ten of them is a third of a ton on one floor plus charging spots, spare skin, a repair corner and a box the size of a person for each one ▹ limit 3: the data each one has cameras and microphones inside your home that's mostly your business but the moment they record guests, neighbours or the street you're not just an owner anymore in europe that's where gdpr starts asking questions ▹ limit 4: the business line own ten for yourself: a very expensive hobby rent them out, film content, charge for time with them: now you're a business licenses, taxes, insurance, and in some cases laws you really don't want to be on the wrong side of ▹ the surprise the government doesn't limit how many you own your fuse box, your landlord, your insurer and your wallet do at ¥119.8k+ each, the wallet usually wins first so the real number is as many as your apartment can charge safely at night which for most people is exactly one how many would you keep, honestly tell me in the replies

Luella

247,374 görüntüleme • 22 saat önce

In the Louvre Museum in Paris, there is a marble sculpture whose wings are carved so thinly that when sunlight passes through them, the stone glows gold... The sculpture is called Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss and it was carved by Antonio Canova between 1787 and 1793. The story comes from Lucius Apuleius's Latin novel Metamorphoses, written in the 2nd century AD. Psyche is a mortal princess so beautiful that the goddess Venus grows jealous of her and orders her son Cupid to make Psyche fall in love with the most hideous creature on earth. Cupid disobeys his mother and falls in love with Psyche himself. Their love is discovered. Venus, in fury, sets Psyche a series of impossible tasks. The final one is to descend into the underworld and bring back a flask containing a portion of the beauty of Proserpina, queen of the dead. Psyche is forbidden to open it. She opens it. Inside is not beauty but the Sleep of the Underworld, and it falls upon her like a black cloud. She collapses on the road, lifeless. Cupid finds her there. He bends down. He kisses her. Canova chose to carve the exact moment her body wakes... Psyche lies on a low rock, her body slack, her arms rising slowly toward Cupid as life returns to her. Cupid kneels above her, one hand cradling her head, the other against her breast. Their lips have not quite met. They are millimeters apart, and they have been for more than 200 years. Behind Cupid, his wings rise into the air. Canova carved them so thinly that when light strikes them at the right angle, the stone turns translucent and warm as honey... If you enjoyed this, I write a weekly newsletter read by over 50,000 people who love rediscovering the beauty of history. You can join us here: One story like this in your inbox every week.

In the Louvre Museum in Paris, there is a marble sculpture whose wings are carved so thinly that when sunlight passes through them, the stone glows gold... The sculpture is called Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss and it was carved by Antonio Canova between 1787 and 1793. The story comes from Lucius Apuleius's Latin novel Metamorphoses, written in the 2nd century AD. Psyche is a mortal princess so beautiful that the goddess Venus grows jealous of her and orders her son Cupid to make Psyche fall in love with the most hideous creature on earth. Cupid disobeys his mother and falls in love with Psyche himself. Their love is discovered. Venus, in fury, sets Psyche a series of impossible tasks. The final one is to descend into the underworld and bring back a flask containing a portion of the beauty of Proserpina, queen of the dead. Psyche is forbidden to open it. She opens it. Inside is not beauty but the Sleep of the Underworld, and it falls upon her like a black cloud. She collapses on the road, lifeless. Cupid finds her there. He bends down. He kisses her. Canova chose to carve the exact moment her body wakes... Psyche lies on a low rock, her body slack, her arms rising slowly toward Cupid as life returns to her. Cupid kneels above her, one hand cradling her head, the other against her breast. Their lips have not quite met. They are millimeters apart, and they have been for more than 200 years. Behind Cupid, his wings rise into the air. Canova carved them so thinly that when light strikes them at the right angle, the stone turns translucent and warm as honey... If you enjoyed this, I write a weekly newsletter read by over 50,000 people who love rediscovering the beauty of history. You can join us here: One story like this in your inbox every week.

James Lucas

318,890 görüntüleme • 5 ay önce

Obstacle courses go far beyond: "just letting kids play" It's unfortunate that we don't have more forward thinking and creative coaches working with young athletes. Often times I see little kids doing little adult training instead! Obstacle courses are a great choice when working with younger pre-adolescent athletes. While many coaches view obstacle courses as “just letting the kids play” or just “running races with things in the way”, the experienced coach knows that any activity can be manipulated to get a desired training effect. Obviously for the youngest of children just “letting them run” an obstacle course at their own pace or racing against a friend is highly engaging and extraordinary for cardiovascular conditioning but we can also use obstacle courses as a task-oriented opportunity to train other elements like mobility, strength, speed, balance and coordination using variety and diversity of movement. Lets take a look at some examples: 1. Mobility obstacle course 2. Crawling/Climbing Obstacle course 3. Motor skills obstacle course 4. Jumping obstacle course A coach can use these exercises as a stand alone activity or combine them in an infinite number of variations to develop a wide range of athletic skills. #LTAD Anyone interested in learning more about youth athletic development DM me for details on courses.

Obstacle courses go far beyond: "just letting kids play" It's unfortunate that we don't have more forward thinking and creative coaches working with young athletes. Often times I see little kids doing little adult training instead! Obstacle courses are a great choice when working with younger pre-adolescent athletes. While many coaches view obstacle courses as “just letting the kids play” or just “running races with things in the way”, the experienced coach knows that any activity can be manipulated to get a desired training effect. Obviously for the youngest of children just “letting them run” an obstacle course at their own pace or racing against a friend is highly engaging and extraordinary for cardiovascular conditioning but we can also use obstacle courses as a task-oriented opportunity to train other elements like mobility, strength, speed, balance and coordination using variety and diversity of movement. Lets take a look at some examples: 1. Mobility obstacle course 2. Crawling/Climbing Obstacle course 3. Motor skills obstacle course 4. Jumping obstacle course A coach can use these exercises as a stand alone activity or combine them in an infinite number of variations to develop a wide range of athletic skills. #LTAD Anyone interested in learning more about youth athletic development DM me for details on courses.

Jeremy Frisch

55,267 görüntüleme • 3 yıl önce

Ever tried to get things done while taking care of a baby? 😂😂😂 Fun isn't it? 😂 It doesn't take long to learn the baby doesn't care about your schedule. You can have a simple plan for the day and watch it fall apart before breakfast. You start making coffee. The baby wakes up. You sit down to answer one email. Someone needs a diaper change. You finally get back to the email. Now the baby is hungry. The laundry piles up. The dishes wait. Projects take three times longer than they should. Sometimes you get half of something done and call it a victory. That's parenting. Your time isn't completely yours anymore. Your attention gets pulled in a hundred directions. Sleep gets interrupted. Plans change constantly. Some days, getting through the basics feels like an accomplishment. And you know what? That's okay. A baby forces you to slow down. You learn patience. You learn to handle interruptions without losing your head. You learn that being productive isn't always about checking things off a list. Sometimes the most important thing you did all day was hold your kid, feed them, calm them down, or make them laugh. The work will still be there tomorrow. The dishes will still be there. The unfinished project can wait. Your baby won't stay small forever. So handle your responsibilities. Get things done when you can. Keep moving forward. But don't miss the point of this season because you're frustrated that life isn't running on your old schedule. One day you'll have plenty of time again. Will you look back and wish you had gotten more done, or wish you had slowed down and enjoyed it more?

Ever tried to get things done while taking care of a baby? 😂😂😂 Fun isn't it? 😂 It doesn't take long to learn the baby doesn't care about your schedule. You can have a simple plan for the day and watch it fall apart before breakfast. You start making coffee. The baby wakes up. You sit down to answer one email. Someone needs a diaper change. You finally get back to the email. Now the baby is hungry. The laundry piles up. The dishes wait. Projects take three times longer than they should. Sometimes you get half of something done and call it a victory. That's parenting. Your time isn't completely yours anymore. Your attention gets pulled in a hundred directions. Sleep gets interrupted. Plans change constantly. Some days, getting through the basics feels like an accomplishment. And you know what? That's okay. A baby forces you to slow down. You learn patience. You learn to handle interruptions without losing your head. You learn that being productive isn't always about checking things off a list. Sometimes the most important thing you did all day was hold your kid, feed them, calm them down, or make them laugh. The work will still be there tomorrow. The dishes will still be there. The unfinished project can wait. Your baby won't stay small forever. So handle your responsibilities. Get things done when you can. Keep moving forward. But don't miss the point of this season because you're frustrated that life isn't running on your old schedule. One day you'll have plenty of time again. Will you look back and wish you had gotten more done, or wish you had slowed down and enjoyed it more?

Declaration of Memes

19,508 görüntüleme • 10 gün önce

Wondering if you are “quad dominant” in your throw and if you should change it? Maybe you shouldn’t 🤷‍♂️ A coach’s post coming from Austin Roark 🚀⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ One question I get from a lot of athletes is whether they should change their lower half because their knee is over their toe during their loading phase down the mound. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ The biggest thing that I look for when trying to figure out if it is an issue or not is to see how they are able to get out of that position. Some guys are able to leverage and rotate from that position extremely well, which then I would say that it’s not an issue.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ On the other hand, there are some guys who will get out of this position by driving extension out of their back leg, killing their ability to rotate their pelvis and get it in an open position into landing.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ This is when I would suggest trying to make a change. I think a lot of people jump into certain ideologies that you shouldn’t do certain things because it’s “inefficient” or it looks “wrong”. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ Take a look at these pitchers shown in the video. All 3 of these high level arms have some degree of knee flexion over their toe. Now, granted, they all have insane levers to help them, but the way they are moving is what makes them efficient in how they throw. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ I think if you told Dustin May that he had to hold a vertical shin down the mound, it would be a disaster and mess a lot of things up upstream that would impact him in a negative way.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ The big takeaway here is that there are no absolutes. One thing that may look inefficient to you could be the thing that makes someone else very efficient.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ When trying to figure out if you should change something about someone's delivery, make sure to look at the entire unit as a whole and don’t jump into any quick changes.

Wondering if you are “quad dominant” in your throw and if you should change it? Maybe you shouldn’t 🤷‍♂️ A coach’s post coming from Austin Roark 🚀⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ One question I get from a lot of athletes is whether they should change their lower half because their knee is over their toe during their loading phase down the mound. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ The biggest thing that I look for when trying to figure out if it is an issue or not is to see how they are able to get out of that position. Some guys are able to leverage and rotate from that position extremely well, which then I would say that it’s not an issue.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ On the other hand, there are some guys who will get out of this position by driving extension out of their back leg, killing their ability to rotate their pelvis and get it in an open position into landing.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ This is when I would suggest trying to make a change. I think a lot of people jump into certain ideologies that you shouldn’t do certain things because it’s “inefficient” or it looks “wrong”. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ Take a look at these pitchers shown in the video. All 3 of these high level arms have some degree of knee flexion over their toe. Now, granted, they all have insane levers to help them, but the way they are moving is what makes them efficient in how they throw. ⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ I think if you told Dustin May that he had to hold a vertical shin down the mound, it would be a disaster and mess a lot of things up upstream that would impact him in a negative way.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ The big takeaway here is that there are no absolutes. One thing that may look inefficient to you could be the thing that makes someone else very efficient.⠀⁠ -⠀⁠ When trying to figure out if you should change something about someone's delivery, make sure to look at the entire unit as a whole and don’t jump into any quick changes.

Tread Athletics

25,070 görüntüleme • 9 ay önce

Claude Monet painted the same stretch of cliff more than ninety times. The place is Étretat, a small fishing village on the coast of Normandy, where the chalk cliffs fall into the sea in great arches and a single spire of rock, the Aiguille, stands alone in the water. Monet had known the place since childhood. He grew up in Normandy, and these cliffs were among the first landscapes he ever saw... He returned to paint them again and again. He worked through the 1880s in front of the same rock formations, and across that time he produced more than ninety canvases of them: the cliffs at dawn, at sunset, under storm, under calm, in winter light and in the gold of a clear evening. In his letters to Alice, the woman he would later marry, he described the agony of it: the weather turning, the tide rising, the sun moving, the colour he had begun to capture vanishing before he could finish. He often worked on several canvases at once, switching between them as the conditions changed, racing each one against the hour. In a letter to his friend Frédéric Bazille he wrote: "It is beautiful here in Etretat. Every day I discover even more beautiful things. It is intoxicating me, and I want to paint it all, my head is bursting. I want to fight, scratch it off, start again, because I start to see and understand. It seems to me as if I can see nature and I can catch it all." The cliffs of Étretat had stood for millions of years and would look, to most people, the same on any given day. Monet saw that they were never the same even for two minutes. He stood on that shore and tried to hold, on canvas, something that exists only for an instant and then is gone forever. And that's exactly what those paintings really are: 90 attempts to keep a single, vanishing moment of light from disappearing. As Dylan Thomas once wrote: "Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light." -- -- -- If you want a deeper dive into the craft of painting, I recently wrote a piece exploring it in detail. You can read it here: And if you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible:

Claude Monet painted the same stretch of cliff more than ninety times. The place is Étretat, a small fishing village on the coast of Normandy, where the chalk cliffs fall into the sea in great arches and a single spire of rock, the Aiguille, stands alone in the water. Monet had known the place since childhood. He grew up in Normandy, and these cliffs were among the first landscapes he ever saw... He returned to paint them again and again. He worked through the 1880s in front of the same rock formations, and across that time he produced more than ninety canvases of them: the cliffs at dawn, at sunset, under storm, under calm, in winter light and in the gold of a clear evening. In his letters to Alice, the woman he would later marry, he described the agony of it: the weather turning, the tide rising, the sun moving, the colour he had begun to capture vanishing before he could finish. He often worked on several canvases at once, switching between them as the conditions changed, racing each one against the hour. In a letter to his friend Frédéric Bazille he wrote: "It is beautiful here in Etretat. Every day I discover even more beautiful things. It is intoxicating me, and I want to paint it all, my head is bursting. I want to fight, scratch it off, start again, because I start to see and understand. It seems to me as if I can see nature and I can catch it all." The cliffs of Étretat had stood for millions of years and would look, to most people, the same on any given day. Monet saw that they were never the same even for two minutes. He stood on that shore and tried to hold, on canvas, something that exists only for an instant and then is gone forever. And that's exactly what those paintings really are: 90 attempts to keep a single, vanishing moment of light from disappearing. As Dylan Thomas once wrote: "Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light." -- -- -- If you want a deeper dive into the craft of painting, I recently wrote a piece exploring it in detail. You can read it here: And if you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible:

James Lucas

58,575 görüntüleme • 4 ay önce

Lol, the circus..😏 As I have said, H&M will not withstand the quiet and uneventful life of the English countryside. It is not who they are. There, they have privacy and no one cares who they are, among many other celebrities and affluent people. This is Hell for two attention seekers and drama queens desperate for the spotlight like H&M. Therefore, as predicted, they are chasing the press and leaking videos and pictures of themselves since no paparazzi will risk their license to go chase them in a private community on UK soil. It is against the Law🔥 So H&M hired a British photographer from Goff photo agency to take their picture. They PAID that photographer to take their picture and then they LEAKED it to the same British press they claim are "harassing" them, just so they can cry that "two international paparazzis" have invaded their privacy😵‍💫 You can take the girl out of the garbage bin but you cannot take the garbage out of her. This has "meghan" written all over it. Meg lives chasing Paparazzis. There has never been any paparazzi chasing her or invading her privacy. She has always been the one running after them and paying them to take her picture so she can "feel important". To her, what most people see as a nightmare is her heaven: being followed around by the press and paparazzis. That donkey😂🤣 This is exactly what she did prior to being in the RF, and what she did while living in Montecito: call paparazzis on herself. Now that she moved in the Cotswold, she cannot call paparazzis there, so she is PAYING photographers to invade her privacy. In the middle of the Cotswolds. 🤣🤣🤣😂😭 OMG. This is the low grade vulgarity that she brings everywhere she goes like a stench that can never be washed off her; these low-intelligence gimmicks and manipulative games, for a bit of attention. It is mental. The Beckhams and plenty of high profile people live in the cotswold. No paparazzi has invaded their privacy while they go about their daily lives. How can two people go through life, cheapening everything they touch like this? Everything loses value as soon as H&M get involve in it. I am just not sure why they went through the trouble. Meg look like a recovering addict on her second pack of fags: drabbed, aged, pale and dried up. She cuts a short and sad figure. This woman is nowhere near 5'6; she is a solid 5'4. And Harry looks like her boy toy walking her to her group therapy. What is the point of these pictures?🤔 The fresh air of the English countryside does not seem to be doing its wonders for Meg. Too quiet, too uneventful, no paparazzi to chase, no drama to create and lots of free time and privacy to live your life in peace... It is almost as if... she hates that life but has to desperately pretend she likes it because beggars cannot be choosers...☕️

Canellecitadelle

68,309 görüntüleme • 2 gün önce

You may not know this about me. During COVID I attempted for 3 years to build a bridge from the farm gate to the local town. We were the center of the plate of many local restaurants, as well as portioned controlled meats for major food distributors. We went from 6 to 46 employees 20k a month to 800k/month. But it didn't just take my 46... it took a constellation of other people filling in the gaps. Tearing it down was just as much work as building it. I am proud of where I stand now with everyone involved. I grew more with that storm. For a while I was embarrassed that I couldn't make this thing run forward. One day I decided to look at it from a different angle. I decoupled experience from failure. Today I want to facilitate whatever it takes to pick up the pieces of what I learned to help whoever it is that wants to be part of the change in direction. I don't want to own the damn thing. I want to find the missing pieces of the puzzle so we can build back better.

You may not know this about me. During COVID I attempted for 3 years to build a bridge from the farm gate to the local town. We were the center of the plate of many local restaurants, as well as portioned controlled meats for major food distributors. We went from 6 to 46 employees 20k a month to 800k/month. But it didn't just take my 46... it took a constellation of other people filling in the gaps. Tearing it down was just as much work as building it. I am proud of where I stand now with everyone involved. I grew more with that storm. For a while I was embarrassed that I couldn't make this thing run forward. One day I decided to look at it from a different angle. I decoupled experience from failure. Today I want to facilitate whatever it takes to pick up the pieces of what I learned to help whoever it is that wants to be part of the change in direction. I don't want to own the damn thing. I want to find the missing pieces of the puzzle so we can build back better.

Jason Mauck

24,874 görüntüleme • 1 yıl önce

Dear Mr. President, Thank you for writing against the terrible, barbaric act of torture again, as you did in 2017 when many people were being tortured at the infamous Nalufenya detention center. Just in case you didn’t know, let me join many other Ugandans to bring it to your attention that so many more people have been tortured since then. I will list some of them but let me start with Sam Mugumya who was disappeared by security operatives a year ago and has never been released or charged in any court of law even when the courts ordered the state to investigate this matter. I also interviewed his 83 year old mother Ednansi Katungwesi who appealed to you to intervene and ensure that her son is taken to prison where she can visit him and ascertain that he is alive, if he committed any crime. Recently, a video of him surfaced and he has been visibly subjected to torture and inhumane treatment. He was tortured even worse than Nuwagaba (I say that because I interviewed Nuwagaba in 2024) and if Mugumya isn’t released to get the same treatment you offered to Nuwagaba, I am afraid he won’t survive. Many other Ugandans have been abducted and disappeared and held incommunicado and tortured. The reason suspects are not arrested in accordance with the law and held in gazetted detention is to torture them. Some of those that have been lucky to make it out have told this harrowing tales. Some haven’t been lucky because they have not been seen again for 7,6,5 years. As we speak, countless Ugandans are still held incommunicado including two very young people Christopher Gody (King Zale) and 18 year old William Baliza. Then there are others whose torture hasn’t even been hidden. Your son the CDF, has publicized it, e.g Eddie Mutwe, Erias Lukwago, etc. Just in case these had not been brought to your attention, I and many other Ugandans are bringing them to your attention. Otherwise Ugandans may think you only care about the torture of Nuwagaba who comes from Kiruhura where you also come from and not the plight of so many other parents like the 83 year old mother of Sam Mugumya and of these many other Ugandans that have been tortured. Thank you for your attention to this critical issue.

Dear Mr. President, Thank you for writing against the terrible, barbaric act of torture again, as you did in 2017 when many people were being tortured at the infamous Nalufenya detention center. Just in case you didn’t know, let me join many other Ugandans to bring it to your attention that so many more people have been tortured since then. I will list some of them but let me start with Sam Mugumya who was disappeared by security operatives a year ago and has never been released or charged in any court of law even when the courts ordered the state to investigate this matter. I also interviewed his 83 year old mother Ednansi Katungwesi who appealed to you to intervene and ensure that her son is taken to prison where she can visit him and ascertain that he is alive, if he committed any crime. Recently, a video of him surfaced and he has been visibly subjected to torture and inhumane treatment. He was tortured even worse than Nuwagaba (I say that because I interviewed Nuwagaba in 2024) and if Mugumya isn’t released to get the same treatment you offered to Nuwagaba, I am afraid he won’t survive. Many other Ugandans have been abducted and disappeared and held incommunicado and tortured. The reason suspects are not arrested in accordance with the law and held in gazetted detention is to torture them. Some of those that have been lucky to make it out have told this harrowing tales. Some haven’t been lucky because they have not been seen again for 7,6,5 years. As we speak, countless Ugandans are still held incommunicado including two very young people Christopher Gody (King Zale) and 18 year old William Baliza. Then there are others whose torture hasn’t even been hidden. Your son the CDF, has publicized it, e.g Eddie Mutwe, Erias Lukwago, etc. Just in case these had not been brought to your attention, I and many other Ugandans are bringing them to your attention. Otherwise Ugandans may think you only care about the torture of Nuwagaba who comes from Kiruhura where you also come from and not the plight of so many other parents like the 83 year old mother of Sam Mugumya and of these many other Ugandans that have been tortured. Thank you for your attention to this critical issue.

Agather Atuhaire

33,005 görüntüleme • 2 ay önce