Commentary by Kato Mivule November 23, 2008 Ugandans have recently been shocked by stories reported about Child disappearances and sacrifices by the Rich and Wealthy in Uganda's Capital Kampala. According to the New Vision Newspaper - a government owned paper, a number of Children have been sacrificed by Rich and Wealthy business people in Kampala in hopes to become wealthier and richer.
Those of you (with a Christian Conservative Background) who think that evil is on the rise in the Western World, you will be shocked at how depraved humanity is becoming even in the Third World were Children are fast becoming victims. In The US there is a strong voice for the unborn baby but now it seems like that voice is needed not just for the unborn but even the born baby in Uganda. For the love of money is the root of all evil...but when a society goes to the levels of sacrificing its own children for riches, then there is nothing left but sure judgment from The Lord. Read the stories below and weep and cry for these kids, many of them orphans who are taken advantage of by the Rich and Powerful in Uganda. The government of Uganda has known that this evil has been going on for years but kept silent as many Rich and Powerful have "connections" with many government officials and as such Justice is thwarted. Uganda has also been known for 'Child Soldiers' - young children recruited to fight wars of plunder and genocide. Those who have been at the helms of the 'Child Soldier' movement walk free and no justice committed to the abused children. However, now the Rich and Wealthy have turned their war for riches by this time murdering children and sacrificing them for more riches and wealth. Uganda even in its poverty is on a sure collision course with God because of the greed and depravity of some rich folks... Those of you, Ugandans in the US or UK, please call your Senator or Member of Parliament and tell them to pressure the Ugandan Government to stop this evil and to bring to justice the Rich men in Kampala responsible for these grievous acts...It might not do much but at least it will raise the awareness of Child Sacrifice going on in Uganda. Kato Mivule ============================================================ Ritual murder victims over the last ten years
Sunday Vision www.sundayvision.co.ug
November 22, 2008 October 27, 2008
Joseph Kasirye, 12, was beheaded by Umaru Kateregga, 27, alias Bosco, a witchdoctor in Masaka with the help of his wife Marriam Nabukeera, 21. The couple, currently in prison, claim a certain prominent Kampala businessman, owning a string of buildings in the city and its suburbs, had asked them to get him three human heads, to be interred in the foundation of one of his buildings which is under construction.
June 6, 2007
Asmael Ssekajja, 9, a pupil of Mahad Primary School in Kisekka Sub-county, was beheaded in a ritual sacrifice. The Police discovered his decomposing head wrapped in a black polythene bag in a trench near a swamp. Parts of his body had been used in a ritual sacrifice. The rest of the boy’s body was found on top of an anthill, three kilometres away from his home. Three suspects were arrested. They included the victim’s aunt, Zamu Nalunga, her boyfriend Sharif Bashasha, who confessed to participating in the murder and Jaffari Kyaddondo, a traditional healer.
July 20, 2006
Edwin Muguluma, 5, was kidnapped from home at Masanafu, Lugala, a city suburb, and strangled to death by Kintu Mapeera. Muguluma’s body was wrapped in a sheet and buried in a shallow grave. Two men were arrested in connection with the murder. One of them, Mapeera, appeared at Mwanga II court early this year and was sent back to prison on remand.
2000
A 70-year-old woman believed to be a witch and a 20-year-old man were arrested by Entebbe Police in connection with the ritual murder of a 14-year-old girl. The woman had ordered the sacrifice of a young girl, whose blood was drunk by the man in the hope that this would make him rich. Nakawuka, 10, was kidnapped and taken to a witchdoctor, but only survived because she did not fit their specifications. She was dumped at a roadside in Nateete and eventually taken to Naguru Reception Centre, while her parents were being traced. No one was apprehended.
April 4, 1999
Shamim Mohammed, 5, of Naminya village in Kyaggwe County in Mukono District was sacrificed by Francis Mwanga. Police recovered Shamim’s mutilated body, which had no neck, right thumb, right second finger, private parts, a tongue and some blood vessels. Muwanga and his wife Gloria Nagadya confessed that they had been advised by a witchdoctor, Yunus Samanya, that if they sacrificed a child to the spirits, they would become rich.
January 22, 1999
One-year-old Milly Nsonyiwa of Mukono District disappeared from her mother, Esther Nakachwa.
A month later, Milly’s remains were found in a shrine belonging to Kizito, a traditional healer in the same district. Her body had been cut into pieces — symbolic of sacrifice to the gods.
October 9, 1998
Reuben Mugabe, 12, narrowly escaped death when his father,
40-year-old James Kareju Mugisha of Mbarara District was arrested while trying to sell him to Strabag Construction Company for sh3m for ritual sacrifice. Mugisha, a father of 13, had hoped to escape poverty by selling one of his sons.
Published on: Saturday, 22nd November, 2008
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I witnessed a child sacrifice
Sunday Vision www.sundayvision.co.ug November 22, 2008
Child Sacrifice
Cases of children being sacrificed by people looking for riches are increasingly becoming common. Sunday Vision interviewed a man who saw a child being sacrificed at a building he was working on. Below, he narrates the harrowing experience that has haunted him since then and put his life in danger
It was a Friday night, at around 1:00am in September 2006. That is when I witnessed something that will haunt me for the rest of my life. I had heard about rich men in the city who sacrifice children, but dismissed it as old wives tales meant to scare people. That is until I witnessed it. I was working as a mason on the site of one of the high-rise buildings in the city.
During the day, the foreman had ordered some of my colleagues to dig a deep pit on the ground floor next to one of the support columns, claiming they were going to reinforce it. However, by evening, nothing had been put in there. We used to work in shifts, with some working during the day, and others at night.
On the fateful day, about 25 of us were working the night shift. At about 11:00pm, the foreman ordered everyone working on the site to go home and return the following day.
However, I and two other colleagues who were working on the third floor missed the instructions, so we continued working. Apparently, the people on the ground floor didn’t realise we were up there working. So we continued working, eager to get as much work done as possible, as our boss was a rich man, who paid well his workers.
At about 1:00am I decided to go down and get a cup of hot tea, as it was getting very cold on the top of the building. On reaching the second floor, I was surprised to find the place quiet and deserted. I expected the place to be bustling with activity, since construction work was supposed to go on 24 hours.
As I approached the steps to the ground floor, I spotted the construction site owner, standing outside the building next to a saloon car — a Corona. I stopped in my tracks. The big man kept looking around like he was searching for something and instinctively I ducked out of sight. Although he regularly visited the site, it was the first time I saw him in such a cheap car. He owned at least three expensive cars, and these are the ones he used to move around in.
Two burly men dressed in black T-shirts emerged from the car and stood around for about 10 minutes, before entering the building.
They walked up the first floor, looking around to see if there was anyone inside.
As they approached the room where I was hidding, I crouched behind a heap of sand. As they passed by me, I overheard one of them comment that baffala bonna bagenze tuddeyo tutere tukole ogutuleese (the fools have all left, let us go and proceed with our mission).
As they walked away, I got out of my hiding place and started peeping at them. The rich man opened the car and got out a child. It was a girl, about seven years old, dressed in a white dress, with her hair plaited and clutching a huge doll.
At first, I thought the rich man had just come to check on the site, and brought along his daughter. The rich man, holding the child by the hand, walked to the ground floor, followed by the two men.
One of the men got a spade and started mixing concrete. Afterwards, he beckoned to his colleague, who had remained near the entrance with the rich man and the child. At this point, the rich man handed over the child to the second man, who carried and dropped her into the pit in standing position. The man with the spade started shovelling concrete into the pit. The child screamed about three times and then stopped. The man continued pouring concrete into the pit, until it filled up. They then flattened the place, to look like the rest of the floor.
The child was buried alive and in standing position. I’m sure if anyone went back to excavate that pit, they would find her bones there. After carefully tidying up the place, the rich man pulled out a gourd (endeku) that contained some stuff I could not figure out. One of the men went out to the car and came back with what looked like a horn of a cow.
He passed it around for each to sniff in. Without looking back, the trio walked out of the building and drove off. Terribly scared, I ran back to the top of the building to narrate what I had seen to my two colleagues. We decided to go back to the spot where they had just buried the child. I led them to the still fresh spot and on close inspection, made out what looked like blood stains. Probably these were part of the gourd’s contents. The three of us fled the building; never to come back, not even to claim the money we had worked for. Currently, the building serves as a very busy shopping arcade, mainly dealing, ironically, in children’s clothes. I continued working at different construction sites, until recently when I started getting calls from people threatening to harm me if I continue talking about what I saw that night. Apparently, one of the people I shared my harrowing experience with took it back to the rich man, who is now determined to silence me once and for all.
After getting several suspicious calls from people offering me work, I have decided to flee to my village and wait for the situation to improve.Since the rich man is constructing several other buildings in the city, I can easily end up like that poor little girl, buried alive, in standing position, in the foundation of one of them.
Published on: Saturday, 22nd November, 2008
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Traders’ views
Sunday Vision www.sundayvision.co.ug November 22, 2008
Elijah Muhanguzi, a hardware businessman on Mukwano Arcade building.“I don’t believe those allegations. I don’t care. My concern is making my business succeed.”
Joyce Nangobi, Mini Price: “The Bible says it is an abomination to offer human sacrifices. Whatever we sacrifice, Christ already sacrificed for us, why then sacrifice again?
Alice Mugisha, General Manager of Shock Absorber Centre on Nalubwama Arcade. “I wouldn’t be bothered.
I rent the premises to do business. In my line of work, chances that you may have to shift are very high. Will you keep running away from a building just because a person made human sacrifice at the foundation? It helps to be a Christian. I pray for my business everyday to curb the evil that might arise from any evil affairs of the landlord”.
Ronnah Natukunda, Cooper Complex. “If I knew that a human being had been sacrificed and buried in the foundation of a building, I wouldn’t rent space in it, even if it would benefit my business.”
Yusuf Kigonya, Damanico Arcade on William Street: I don’t care, as long as I’m able to sell my commodities. Even if I was told the landlord offered human sacrifices, I would go ahead and rent a shop in the arcade.
Sophie Gombya, a local artiste as well as a businesswoman on Martin Road, Old Kampala. Honestly I cannot work in such a place. On finding out, I would mobilise the rest of the tenants to immediately vacate.
Yuda Kigozi, Maria Galeria, Dustar Street.
When I came here, I called a priest who is my friend to pray for the place and bless my business.
Yahaya Kitumba, Kirumira Towers: “As a Muslim, I don’t believe in such things, so I cannot rent on any arcade in which they have been done.
Umar Nsubuga, Sembatya Arcade in Kikuubo: “I’m a Muslim and my religion is strongly against such pratices.
Stephen Senoga, Qualicel Bus Terminal arcade (Nakivubo Road). Human sacrifices are done almost everywhere.
Ibrahim Ssenfuma, Mini Price: I cannot stand it because I know the next day my child will be the next or one of my relatives. So, the moment I get to know about it, I vacate the building.
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Projects that fuel ritual murders
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- Multi-storied buildings under construction.
- Stone quarries.
- Heavy trucks, especially trailers.
- Big businesses, especially those dealing in cosmetics, perfumes and decorations. Many business people rely on witchcraft to attract customers.
- Road construction firms. Many road contractors retain the services of a company witchdoctor, whose judgment they rely on more than that of their engineers.
- Big farms, ranches and fish ponds. The owners often offer human sacrifices to appease the local spirits, which might be inconvenienced by their activities.
- Entertainment places. These include discothèques, hotels and sports stadia.
Published on: Saturday, 22nd November, 2008
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