Chrysolite K Maxwell

Before becoming the UPDF’s overall spokesperson, Lt. Col. Paddy Ankunda gained international recognition as the spokesperson for the African Union Mission in Somalia (AMISOM) during two deployments. He served as the primary source of information during the 2011–2012 offensive that pushed Al-Shabaab out of Mogadishu. Ankunda pioneered the use of social media, especially X (formerly Twitter), to deliver real-time updates on military operations, shifting the UPDF from delayed press releases to an immediate communication style. His 2013–2017 tenure as Defence Spokesperson marked his second major PR role, having earlier served in an acting capacity around 2011. During this period, he communicated key military operations, including the UPDF’s 2013 deployment to South Sudan, where he clarified the mission’s mandate. He also managed messaging during the 2015 Janaale base attack and the 2016 Rwenzururu clashes. Ankunda holds a Master’s degree in Strategic Studies from the United States Army War College.

@UEDCLTD @UEDCLSpox Our Power in Gayaza Manyangwa is on and off, Blinking actually. Can you come to our rescue please. @NankabirwaRS @ERA_Uganda

I am ready to be posted t9 serve my country

@MaxwellCK Manyangwa's power goes off every evening just cant tell why ....

This is the 3rd or 4th Reference number I am getring with no action. @NankabirwaRS @ERA_Uganda @PoliceUg

No errors and it is not only me affected. More than 10 homes have no power in Canan Estate Gayaza Manyangwa fir 2 days now.

What are you daying, even as we speak there is no power. @UEDCLTD get serious

@UEDCLTD @UEDCLSpox Since Morning power has been off in Gayaza Manyangwa with no explanation. We deserve to know ornhave our power back. @nankabirwarose and @ERA_Uganda why dont you discipline these guys??

Honoured to be attending the launch of yet another book The Naked Truth 2 by Dr. @PiusBigirimana by the @JudiciaryUG Head, The Hon. Chief Justice Flavian Zaija at the Supreme Court of Uganda. I recommend this book to everyone.

Many congratulations Mr. HC @BarhamSalih . I wish you the very best in your assignment ahead. @Refugees

Thank you @nilepostnews for your interest in this matter. Please note the following correction: Applicants will not be required to travel to Nairobi. In-person procedures such as interviews and biometric submission will still take place at the Swedish Embassy in Kampala. Short-stay Schengen visa applications (for tourism, business or visits of up to 90 days) will continue to be submitted locally in Kampala through VFS Global. 🇸🇪🇺🇬

@PostaUganda the que at the parcel collecrion/private bag section is appauling. Do you have staff attending to all these people? Someone needs to intervene. @MoICT_Ug @UCC_Official @RobinahNabanja_

The Embassies of Canada, France, Germany, Japan, Kenya, the Netherlands, Norway, the United Kingdom, and of the United States of America, as well as the Delegation of the European Union, condemn in the strongest terms the recent killings of humanitarian workers in South Sudan. Read the full statement: ow.ly/zEsj50Yi7NI

I drive Uber. Night shift mostly. Last week picked up an old man at 11 PM. He got in and said: "I need you to drive me to five places tonight. I'll pay you $500. Cash. But you can't ask why until we're done." Handed me five addresses. First stop: a house in the suburbs. He sat in the car. Stared at it for ten minutes. Crying silently. "Okay. Next one." I drove. Second stop: elementary school. Empty. Dark. He got out. Walked to the playground. Sat on a swing. Stayed there twenty minutes. Came back to the car. "I taught here. 43 years. Best job I ever had." Third stop: diner. He went inside. Ordered coffee. Sat alone in a booth. Didn't drink it. Just sat. Looking around. Fifteen minutes. Came back. "My wife and I had our first date here. 1967." Fourth stop: cemetery. He got out at the cemetery. Walked to a grave. Stood there. Talking to it. Couldn't hear what he said. Thirty minutes. When he came back his eyes were red. "My wife. Three years today." Fifth stop: hospital. He asked me to park. Wait. "This is the last one." He looked at me. "Now I'll tell you why. I have stage four cancer. Weeks left. Maybe days. Tonight I wanted to see my whole life. One last time. Before I can't anymore." I started crying. Right there. "The house - that's where I raised my kids. The school - where I found my purpose. The diner - where I fell in love. The cemetery - where I said goodbye. And here. The hospital. Where I'm checking in tonight. Hospice floor. I'm not going home." He handed me $500. "Thank you for driving me through my life. You're the last stranger who'll ever be kind to me. I wanted it to be gentle. You made it gentle." I refused the money. "I can't take this." He insisted. "Please. I have nobody to leave it to. My kids don't talk to me. I have no friends left. You gave me three hours of kindness. That's worth more than $500 to me." He got out. Grabbed his small suitcase. Turned back. "What's your name?" "Marcus." "Thank you, Marcus. For being the last good thing." He walked into the hospital. I sat in my car. Sobbing. For an hour. Couldn't stop thinking about him. Went back next day. Asked for him. "Mr. Patterson. Room 412." Brought flowers. Knocked. He was in bed. Smiled when he saw me. "Marcus. You came back." "Couldn't leave it like that. Are you okay?" "Dying. But I got to see my life last night. So yes. I'm okay." We talked for two hours. About his wife. His students. The kids who stopped calling. The life he lived. I visited every day for two weeks. Brought coffee. Read him the news. Sat in silence sometimes. He told me everything. The regrets. The joys. The moments he'd relive. "I thought I'd die alone," he said one day. "But you're here. A stranger who became family in my last days. That's a gift." I held his hand. "You're not dying alone. Not anymore." He cried. "Thank you for seeing me. When I was invisible." Mr. Patterson died on a Tuesday. 3:17 AM. I was there. Holding his hand. His last words: "Tell people. Tell them to look at strangers. Really look. Everyone's dying. Some faster than others. But we're all heading somewhere. Be kind on the way. You were kind. You saved my last days." He closed his eyes. Heart monitor flatlined. I stayed another hour. Couldn't let go. He died with someone. That mattered. His funeral had six people. Me. Three nurses. A lawyer. One former student who saw the obituary. That's it. A man who taught for 43 years. Loved a woman for 52. Lived 81 years. Six people. I spoke. "Mr. Patterson taught me something in his last two weeks. Every stranger is someone's whole world. Every Uber passenger has a story. Every person you pass is living and dying and hoping someone sees them. He paid me $500 to drive him through his life. But he gave me something worth more. The knowledge that kindness to strangers isn't extra. It's everything. Because we're all strangers. Until someone stops. Looks. Listens. Stays." I keep the $500 in my glove box. Never spent it. It's a reminder.

Utter losers and hopeless. Desperate. #Fakenews

This is like your trademark response daily.

@UEDCLTD Why switch us off the grid on a sunday evenning? REALLY? @UEDCLSpox @NankabirwaRS @ERA_Uganda please help us. @RobinahNabanja_

As we commemorate the 45th Tarehe Sita Anniversary, we honour the sacrifices of our freedom fighters and thank God for the men and women in uniform who continue to defend the gains of the Revolution. As a nation, we are grateful for the peace and protection they have maintained.

Today in Dar es Salaam, I held fruitful bilateral talks with H.E. Samia Suluhu Hassan. We agreed to deepen Uganda–Tanzania cooperation in energy, trade, infrastructure and regional peace. We reviewed progress on key projects, including the EACOP, which is on course, as well as plans for gas and refined oil pipelines that will strengthen our shared energy security and position Tanzania as a key export corridor for Uganda.

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