Of course, the police had little power of the thousands of boda boda motorbikes and hundreds of wild VIPs with blaring sirens driving on the wrong side of the road, even on Sunday mornings when the traffic was light.
The city’s most unruly market called Kalerwe has been a menace with vendors occupying the road where vehicles were supposed to pass.
Then Kampala Capital City Authority (KCCA) also gathered courage (I am not saying they followed UNRA’s example) and started working in hitherto no-go areas previously lorded over by unruly matatu groups, boda-boda stages and vendors of all manner of merchandise including foodstuffs.
And yes, boda boda and matatu will not be allowed into the city centre even when the lockdown ends.
But just like slaves who grew to love their owners and even fought for them, or those hostages of the Stockholm syndrome who fell in love with their captors, some victims of Kampala’s anarchy can be heard whimpering in wonderment how they will manage without boda boda and matatu entering the city centre.
