Fellow citizens, Ladies & Gentlemen. 43 years ago, my mother First Lady Kay Amin was abducted by four armed men posing as security agents outside her personal residence in the capital Kampala. She was then brutally murdered. Indeed as I remember, it was a big shock. Even to the entire country, as Uganda literally came to a standstill when news about her untimely death was announced in the media. Her real names were Khezia Adroa Amin but she was fondly called Mama Kay by everyone. African American actress Kerry Washington played her role in the famous Hollywood movie "The Last King of Scotland". As many already know, my mother was killed in the most savage way by heartless animals who probably after fearing to face my father, they instead went for an easy target, an innocent lady, as cowardly thieves always do. She died in the name of this country. Her killers would later even claim that her death served to galvanize their so-called "struggle against Amin". Then they inhumanely celebrated an innocent woman's death, and even enioyed the graphic images of her disturbing end that they recreated for their cinema's. But we have to separate fact from fiction in order to look accurately back into our country's troubled history and understand how such a gruesome murder happened. There is no doubt in my mind that Milton Obote and his henchmen were behind that monstrous act. He sat down in Daresalaam with his assassins, including FRONASA criminals and his other tribal sycophants. Together they then drafted a list of prominent Ugandans to assassinate purportedly "to destabilize the Amin government" as they said. After each assassination they would quickly spin the story now claiming that my father had murdered someone. When a first hand witness like Dr. Arnold Bisaase writes a book titled 'The Guardian Angel' where he explains in detail how they plotted the assassinations and drafted the list of those to kill so as to tarnish the image of the Amin government, it is not a matter to be taken lightly. He was also with Obote in Daresalaam. When they turned against him, he exposed their heinous acts. But his book has been kept under wraps. To this day the criminals run around in impunity, crying crocodile tears for disappearances that they themselves caused in the first place. Chief Justice Benedict Kiwanuka is one example. He is one person whom I am convinced suffered the exact same mutilation by the very same assassins. Fortunately for me the Uganda police, in a stroke of luck, discovered my mother's remains just as the criminals were trying to secretly dispose of the body. The police then called my father with the sad news about their discovery, and that is when President Amin sent for me from school and we went together to Mulago hospital where she lay. Ben Kiwanuka was similarly abducted in what the Obote murder squads called "covert operations against Idi Amin". Four men posing as security agents picked him in broad daylight from his chambers. He had previously been one of the political prisoners jailed and tortured by Obote, and then released anr appointed chief Justice by President Amin. But his killers were most likely successful in disposing of his remains in secrecy. Despite joint efforts by all security agencies, the Amin government was not able to find him. In the police records that were presented before the 1986 Commission of inquiry, the Amin investigations on the abduction ended with the writing: "Whereabouts still unknown." Decades later I met my father's former Presidential Pivate Secretary who actually received the call from police and then had to deliver to him the bad news about my mother. Nobody ever wants to get such a call. The secretary described my father's pain and disbelief at his office in parliament building. Grief that would last for decades even though he never showed it. He knew that was probably exactly what the Obote's wanted. To see him hurt. To this day some vicious Obote supporters still try to do the same to me as well by deliberately and publicly insulting and mocking my innocent mother's death. The principles of hate and heartless evil seem to be their natural state of mind while fooling everyone with intellectual narratives about human rights and equality. In reality they are just a tribalist cobal, a dangerous one by the way, as they proved in the 1980's UNLA days of "panda gari" with the graphic pictures of hundreds of thousands of skulls and skeletons of their Luweero victims as the evidence of their monstrous acts and beliefs. I wonder how can such people think they have any moral authority to judge my family. Some individuals need to first look at themselves and their unbelievable atrocities plus their history of heinous crimes against humanity in this country before uttering a word against anyone. But getting back to my history point, during the Amin presidency, the Obote assassination operations planned from Tanzania were aimed at senior government civilians who were easier targets than say military officials. My mother died as part of Milton Obote's evil and uncontrollable urge to hurt President Idi Amin. She also died as part of Obote's greed to get back to power in Uganda. It was a well organized criminal enterprise backed mainly by the British media who would always parrot Obote, his lies, and his exaggerations. And that is why the UPC leader persisted on returning even after seeing the entire country jubilating in their millions when he was kicked out of the presidency on 25th January 1971. The British media backing gave him hope and momentum against my father. First Lady Kay Amin was soft spoken, intelligent, and caring. She spent alot of time supporting development activities for Ugandan women, and was passionate about children's education and health. It was her efforts that saw many Ugandan women from different backgrounds across the country take up senior positions in government administration as ministers and ambassadors, and in government companies, cooperative unions and parastatals as managers and administrators. She was eloquent and thoughtful, and had once worked in broadcasting before she got married to my father. Until her death she remained a devout Christian. It is the only known case where a sitting president's spouse is murdered by his enemies. Yet my father treated Obote's family (his wife, children, and parents) extremely well. President Amin gave them security, allowances, comfortable housing, transport and everything they needed. They had direct access to the President in case of anything. Mama Miria Obote can attest to this. It is also reported that Milton Obote's own father once told him in the 80's that "The Idi Amin that you are insulting, he took care of me better than you ever have in your entire life even when you were president yourself". Obote was incapable of genuine kindness. If he ever suddenly became caring, be sure that he was plotting something for himself. After murdering my mother he then tried to spread false news that "Amin had butchered his own wife". When that didn't fit properly, he tried to cook up another story about a doctor/lover who killed her. But then that didn't fit either because four Obote men were seen brutally abducting her alive from her home. So let us be weary of the rumours, disrespect, and lies peddled in the media and in the movies for political purposes. Nobody has helped demonize my family more than Obote. Why? In fact everyone, including the media, is just parroting Obote's words and thoughts about my family rather than crosschecking the real facts and the official Amin government position on all issues related to his administration. My mothers younger brother Capt John Adroa, received a call from Kay Amin that something was not right around her home. John immediately drove to the house and got there barely one minute after she had been abducted, and the vehicle that she was taken in had disappeared in traffic. Uganda Police immediately also launched a hunt for the criminals and their described vehicle. It was later in the evening of that same day that they would find the car with my mother inside, already mutilated and killed mercilessly by Obote's henchmen. Her body was hidden inside the vehicle's rear boot ready for disposal somewhere where nobody could find it. It is because of my mother's death that I visited a helpless Milton Obote who I found dying in a hospital in South Africa in 2005. At the time I hoped to get a response from him as to why he had ordered my mothers death. Though I also knew that he would most likely deny any involvement as he has always done. Indeed he once denied responsibility in the 1966 debacle where he ordered the attack on President Kabaka Muteesa's palace, and appointed himself president. During his last known interview, when journalist Andrew Mwenda visited him in his exile home in Lusaka the capital of Zambia, Obote now claimed that it was my father responsible for the Lubiri attack. Yet he Obote is on record in parliament the very day after the attack, explaining the operation to members of parliament and recounting the measures taken as he himself ordered that assault. It is in Parliament records (the Hansard). In brief, all the people fighting my father at the time were basically Obote stooges trying to get him back as president again and disguising their mission as "National Liberation". And for that reason only they had the skewed motive to kill my mother. To this day any keen observer can notice that they still practice their Oboteism ideology that he has left to them as his legacy. In 2005 I happened to be in Johanesbourg as a United Nations Volunteer on special assignment when I read news that Mr. Obote was flown in critical condition to the same country and the same town where I happened to be. Now there he was unconscious and on life support machines waiting to have an endoscopy. A medical procedure where the doctor inserts a tube that has a camera into the patients behind. This helps check the intestines and the digestive system. Unfortunately a few days later I read that he was pronounced dead before I could ask him why he ordered my mother's death. But I sincerely hope that the South African doctors inserted a big endoscopy in Obote's buttocks as my farewell to the UPC leader before he died. First lady Kay Amin was a respected woman, a mother of four children. Three boys and one daughter. A caring person who they then tried to degrade even after suffering such a horrible death. Why? My grandfather, the late Reverand Archdeacon Silas Adroa, grieved immensely at the death of his beloved daughter. When I visited him with my father who came to offer his condolences, it seemed as if only his faith in God gave him the strength to smile as he and my father held my hands. We walked around my grandfather's Church, on the beautiful lawn, as the two talked about the sad event. But though my grandfather was strong in faith, his grief was not to be over. He then watched as mass lunacy found the graphic death of his daughter fit for global entertainment in movies. Today Uganda must find the courage to remember in dignity all its sons and daughters who perished in all the conflicts of this country. We can not pretend to eminently mourn a few politically profitable deaths while ignoring the rest. From the struggle for independence in the 1950's, the Banyoro who perished during the referendum for the famous "Lost counties", the Baganda killed and others imprisoned during and after the 1966 Obote coup, the hundreds of thousands of innocent people who were hunted down and murdered extra-judicially by Obote and his supporters after the 1979 Uganda-Tanzania war because they shared the same religion as President Amin or had simply served their country during his presidency. Let's not forget the hundreds of thousands of poor peasants murdered en masse again during Milton Obote's hysteria of the 80's in his Luweero killing fields and in Masaka district. The Ombachi Church massacre where mad Obote soldiers slaughtered innocent civilians literally at the Church altar and the entire west Nile region in 1982 just because that was the region where my father hailed from. If there is a name for what happened there, it is called ethnic cleansing. A crime against humanity in international law. Then the heinous Mukura train massacre of 1989, and the mass deaths in Eastern Uganda at the time. The innocent civilians who found themselves trapped as if between a rock and a hard place in the decades long genocide and war crimes during the LRA war. Then the late Kayiira, Ayume, Wapakhabulo and others, upto the senseless horror of the Kasese massacres last year on November 27th 2016. Weren't they all innocent Ugandans? They died in the different struggles for power in this country and their souls are still crying for justice and remembrance? Why do we choose to eminently mourn a select few yet we ignore the vast un-named majority? Why do we have tears exclusively for those whose deaths provide political gains? Because that means that we as a nation are dancing on the graves of the inconvenient remaining martyrs. As if those sad deaths don't really apply or mean anything in the history of Uganda. It is difficult to build national unity when there is no fairness and no justice for all these poor people. That is why some concerned Ugandans have been asking for a Truth, Justice and Reconciliation Commission. They are not stupid. They know that sooner or later the lingering divisive questions risk surfacing from under the rag. Hopefully not onto the streets. It is really only a matter of time and we all know that the clock is ticking. The new generation of Ugandans, all religious and tribal denominatons combined, are living in different times today. They are not fully aware of our history and the political machinations relater to that history. 80% of the Ugandan population today is under 30 years of age. They do not have to bear any debts or burdens from this country's difficult past. As for the politicians, they know where the dangers are. It is their duty to plug those loopholes permanently. On behalf of my siblings, the entire Amin family, friends, relatives, well wishers, and fellow Ugandan compatriots, I pray that my beloved mother, First Lady Kay Amin rests in eternal peace.
To God We Will All Return. Signed: Hussein Lumumba Amin 14/08/2017
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