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  • When the Constitution Loses Its Teeth: A Lament After Faruku

    When the Constitution Loses Its Teeth: A Lament After Faruku

    Imagine your son leaves home to go to the farm.

    He never returns.

    Days become weeks.

    Weeks become months.

    You move from police station to police station looking for him.

    Nobody tells you where he is.

    Nobody tells you what he has done.

    Nobody tells you when he will come home.

    Then one morning, somebody calls.

    “He is being produced in court.”

    You rush there.

    He arrives limping.

    His mother begins to cry.

    Even before he speaks, everybody in court can see that something happened.

    The State says he is a criminal.

    He says he was tortured.

    The Court agrees that his rights were violated.

    But the trial continues anyway.

    That is why the Constitutional Court’s decision in Faruku Muhamed and 2 others v Attorney General matters. A copy of the judgment can be accessed here

    Many Ugandans will never read the judgment.

    Many will never understand the legal arguments.

    But every Ugandan should understand what is at stake.

    Because this case is not really about criminals.

    It is about power.

    For nearly twenty years , in cases like those of Uganda Law Society and the famous Kayunga riots Uganda’s courts had been slowly teaching the State a simple lesson:

    There are some lines you do not cross.

    Some rights are so important that violating them comes at a heavy price.

    That principle was not created to protect criminals.

    It was created to protect citizens.

    It was created because Uganda knows what happens when people in power stop fearing the Constitution.

    Our Constitution was not written in paradise.

    It was written after years of arbitrary arrests.

    Years of torture.

    Years of disappearances.

    Years of constitutional crises.

    Years in which the ordinary citizen stood almost naked before the power of the State.

    The framers understood something simple.

    A government should never be allowed to break the law in order to enforce the law.

    That is why some rights were declared non-derogable.

    Untouchable.

    Non-negotiable.

    Beyond convenience.

    Beyond politics.

    Beyond excuses.

    The Faruku decision changes that conversation.

    The Court has not legalized torture.

    The Court has not abolished constitutional rights.

    The Court has done something more subtle.

    It has reduced the cost of violating them.

    And history teaches us that constitutional decline rarely begins when rights are abolished.

    It begins when violating them becomes cheaper.

    Supporters of the decision ask a fair question.

    Should a murderer walk free because he was tortured?

    Should a terrorist escape punishment because his rights were violated?

    Those questions sound persuasive.

    Until we ask another.

    If the State already had enough evidence to convict, why was torture necessary in the first place?

    Why break the ribs?

    Why remove the fingernails?

    Why apply electric wires?

    Why violate the Constitution at all?

    That is the question Uganda should be asking.

    Instead, we are being encouraged to focus on what happens after the violation.

    Sue for damages.

    File another case.

    Seek compensation.

    But every Ugandan knows the reality.

    The person who emerges from years of detention, trial, imprisonment, poverty and trauma rarely possesses the energy, resources or influence required to start another legal battle.

    The remedy exists on paper.

    Life exists in reality.

    And those two things are not always the same.

    Perhaps the most frightening symbol of this reality is a single word.

    “Drones.”

    There was a time when a drone was something that flew in the sky.

    Today, many Ugandans hear that word and think of something else entirely.

    Think about how abnormal that is.

    Think about how much had to happen before an entire country accepted that vocabulary.

    Think about how many stories are hidden inside that single word.

    The abnormal has become normal.

    The shocking has become routine.

    The unacceptable has become familiar.

    And when that happens, constitutional erosion is already underway.

    Some people will say these concerns are exaggerated.

    They will say rights still exist.

    They will say courts remain independent.

    Perhaps.

    But constitutional history is filled with societies that discovered too late that rights on paper are not the same thing as rights in practice.

    A Constitution is not tested when it protects the popular.

    It is tested when it protects the unpopular.

    It is not tested when it restrains the weak.

    It is tested when it restrains the powerful.

    The true measure of constitutionalism is not how the State treats those it likes.

    It is how the State treats those it fears, suspects, opposes or despises.

    That is why this moment matters.

    Not because a criminal might benefit.

    But because power always expands into spaces where consequences disappear.

    Today it may be a suspected criminal.

    Tomorrow it may be a journalist.

    The next day it may be a businessman.

    The day after that it may be an opposition supporter.

    One day it may be your son.

    Or your daughter.

    Or you.

    The Supreme Court may yet reverse this decision.

    History may yet correct it.

    But the real answer will not be found in law reports.

    It will be found in what follows.

    If State agencies become more respectful of constitutional rights, perhaps the Court’s faith in alternative remedies will be vindicated.

    If they do not, future generations may look back upon Faruku as the moment Uganda’s Constitution was not destroyed—

    but the moment it was asked to stand aside while power carried on with business as usual.

    Our Constitution was meant to be a fence around the citizen.

    A fence is only as strong as the dog that guards it.

    If the dog can no longer bite, only the thief has reason to celebrate.

    That is why some of us are mourning today.

    Not because the Constitution is dead.

    But because it has been asked to whisper where once it could roar.

    DISCLAIMER:

    The contents of this Blog are not intended to be used as a substitute for legal advice. The author shall not accept liability for use of the contents of this Blog as legal advice. Readers are encuraged to consult qualified advocates for real life situations for legal advice.

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    Uganda Law Society

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  • THE DIGITAL JUSTICE CROSSROADS: REFLECTIONS FROM THE ECCMIS SYMPOSIUM

    THE DIGITAL JUSTICE CROSSROADS: REFLECTIONS FROM THE ECCMIS SYMPOSIUM

    Dear Colleagues,

    A court file can disappear.

    A server can crash.

    A network cable can be cut.

    Yet justice must still move.

    That, in many ways, was the question hanging over the inaugural ECCMIS Symposium that I recently attended as a member of the Judiciary Affairs Committee of the Uganda Law Society, a technology enthusiast, and perhaps most importantly, a practising advocate who has experienced firsthand both the promise and frustrations of Uganda’s digital transition.

    This newsletter is a continuation of my earlier reflections on the necessity of technological adoption within our profession. Then, I argued that lawyers must embrace technology or risk being left behind. Today, however, I wish to discuss a different concern: how we ensure that digital transformation does not leave people behind.

    The Bar Speaks

    Our ULS leadership—President Isaac Ssemakadde, SC, and VP Anthony Asiimwe—were clear: while the Bar supports modernization, we must prioritize accountability and interoperability. As Vice President Asiimwe noted, deadlines continue to run even when the system fails, creating a dangerous procedural environment for advocates. The leadership emphasized that a digital system that cannot guarantee the safety of our filings is, for all practical purposes, a liability to the Rule of Law.

    Beyond the Headlines

    Much has already been said about ECCMIS, the Judiciary’s flagship case management system. The symposium brought together judicial officers, ICT specialists, researchers, and members of the Bar to discuss the realities of implementation. What emerged was neither a story of triumph nor failure, but one of transition.

    Mr. David Sunday Kikabi, Director of ICT at the Judiciary, clarified that the transition remains phased, operating in 49 court stations, representing roughly twenty percent of the Judiciary’s footprint. Hon. Justice Christopher Madrama reminded participants that meaningful criticism must appreciate the operational realities of implementing a national digital infrastructure. Lady Justice Immaculate Busingye offered a historical reminder that ECCMIS was born from the Bar’s outcry over missing court files and administrative inefficiencies.

    The Day Technology Sent Me Home

    Several years ago, I dispatched my legal assistant to certify specific company records for use as evidence. The process had migrated to digital URSB portals, and the traditional method was no longer available.

    Looking back, the issue was not the technology itself, but the lack of preparedness and notice. We arrived at a destination only to discover the road had been moved.

    The Walk of Shame

    This experience mirrors a reality we have lived or heard of: a lawyer travels with a client, fully prepared, to file court a client’s case, including an urgent application for an interim injunction, a high stakes life and death-last minute filing where the plan is to secure an urgent exparte interim relief, only to be guided that manual filing is nolonger being accepted, rather that everything is being filed online and worst of all, the system is itself down!. The “walk of shame” of the lawyer and his client back to chambers to figure out what to do next undermines the dignity of our profession and erodes trust.

    The Namukasa Test

    Perhaps the most profound contribution came from Lady Justice Monica Mugyenyi, who asked: Can Namukasa use it? If our justice system is technologically sophisticated but socially inaccessible, it has merely transformed the appearance of the problem, not solved it.

    What the Research Revealed

    Research presented during the symposium identified recurring concerns, including bandwidth limitations, intermittent outages, server congestion, and user-experience challenges. In some instances, courts equipped for ECCMIS have reverted to manual processes due to operational interruptions. These findings should not be viewed as evidence of failure. Rather, they remind us that digital transformation is a process of continuous refinement.

    A copy of the report can be found here:

    Report on Paperless Judicary Effective 1 July 2026 FinalDownload

    Building Two Bridges

    Waiting for perfection is not a strategy; building bridges is.

    1. Bridge One: Training the Profession. I am championing a volunteer-led Trainer-of-Trainers programme to bring practical ECCMIS training to regional bars. I invite the Judiciary’s ICT Directorate to collaborate in developing a standardised framework to equip advocates with the skills to navigate the digital environment confidently.
    2. Bridge Two: Interoperable Solutions. During the symposium, Riyale Tech Solutions showcased the Riyale Legal Suite, an ECCMIS-integrated practice management platform that helps law firms manage and track ECCMIS updates, court cases, hearing dates, documents, clients, billing and invoicing, court schedules, and day-to-day operations. By streamlining legal workflows and digitizing firm operations, Riyale Legal Suite supports the transition to a paperless practice and improves efficiency across the firm. Paperless courts need paperless law firms, and Riyale Legal Suite bridges the gap. Having reviewed the platform, I believe it offers practical solutions for many of the challenges currently facing firms during the transition to digital practice. If you missed symposiom, Access the Riyale Tech Presentation here. Advocates interested in exploring the platform further may contact me for demonstrations, implementation support, and licensing arrangements.

    The Road Ahead

    The future of justice will undoubtedly be digital. The question is whether it will also remain accessible.

    If Namukasa can navigate the system with confidence, if advocates can serve their clients without fear of technological paralysis, and if justice can continue moving even when a server fails, then ECCMIS will have achieved something far greater than digitisation. It will have expanded access to justice. And that is a future worth building.

    Now let me be equally clear. I hold no equity, ownership, employment, or decision-making role in Riyale Tech Solutions or any affiliated legal technology provider discussed in this article. Any professional introductions that may arise between practitioners and technology providers do not influence the opinions expressed here, which remain independently formed.

    Let us build the connections that matter.

    Enen Ambrose

    Advocate & Member, Judiciary Affairs Committee, Uganda Law Society

    Phone/WhatsApp: 0789856805 | Email: enen@enenlegalworld.com or ambrosenen@gmail.com

  • Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode 4

    Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode 4

    When the Accused Becomes an Ornament

    A procedure that turns courts into shrines of injustice, where freedom is a fairy tale and land is lost

    Author’s Note: The Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama is a serialized literary commentary designed to constructively critique the institutional and structural implications of the Magistrates Courts (Amendment) Act, No. 6 of 2026. This work is a creative exploration of the human infrastructure behind public service and is not intended to ridicule, embarrass, or undermine the integrity of the Judiciary.

    The stack of criminal files had not moved in eight years.

    One hundred of them.
    One hundred human beings.
    One hundred stories of land, hunger, and a law that refused to die.

    His Worship Mulyanyama picked the top two files.

    File No. 67 – Yokoyadi Okello. Charge: Aggravated Robbery.
    File No. 68 – Emmanuel Odongo. Charge: Murder.

    The State had never filed committal bundles. The accused had been on remand since before the last census. Neither could be granted bail – not by Mulyanyama. Only the High Court could do that. And the High Court had done nothing.

    Yokoyadi’s Hoe – Eight Years

    Yokoyadi was the elder brother of Ocen Okello – the bean supplier who had been chasing a school’s debt for four years. When their parents died during the LRA insurgency, Yokoyadi dropped out of school. He worked as a porter, a brickmaker, a night guard. He never went to court. He only wanted to protect the three acres their grandfather had cleared with a machete.

    Then Majutu arrived. An urban elite. A man who bought land after the war and spoke of “development.” Majutu wanted Yokoyadi’s plot. He offered a pittance. Yokoyadi refused.

    One morning, Majutu’s workers came to mark the boundary. Yokoyadi ran out with his hoe. He did not swing it at anyone. He struck the ground between them. He shouted: “Either you kill me first, or I die on this land. It will not leave my family.”

    That evening, Majutu called a police officer he knew. He reported aggravated robbery. He claimed Yokoyadi had threatened him with a deadly weapon – the hoe – and attempted to steal his mobile phone. There were no witnesses except Majutu’s own workers.

    Yokoyadi was arrested. Remanded. The State never filed proper committal papers. The case did not move.

    Eight years later.
    Majutu had erected a fence. He had built a guest house. He had planted eucalyptus where Yokoyadi’s father was buried.

    Yokoyadi had not seen a judge in five years. The file sat on Mulyanyama’s desk – a monument to a hoe that had become a life sentence.

    The Pastor’s Form – Eight Years

    Micaki was a widow. She could not read or write. She trusted people in uniforms – including Pastor Solomon, who ran a Pentecostal church in the trading centre.

    One afternoon, Pastor Ayak visited Micaki. He told her the government was giving free money to elderly vulnerable persons. He had a form. He just needed her thumbprint. She was grateful. She dipped her thumb in the stamp pad.

    Just as she was about to press it on the paper, her son Emmanuel walked in. He had returned from Lira for a visit. He saw the form. He yanked it from the pastor’s hand. He read it. It was not a government grant. It was a gift inter vivos – a transfer of ten acres to the pastor’s church foundation entirely for free!

    Emmanuel shouted. He demanded that the pastor leave. He chased him out of the compound. He did not touch him. He did not threaten his life. He simply raised his voice and pointed to the road.

    Two weeks later, a vagrant was found dead near the pastor’s church – a man known to drink at the local bar. Pastor Ayak went to the police. He told them Emmanuel had threatened him, that Emmanuel was violent, that Emmanuel must have killed the vagrant in a robbery.

    There was no evidence. No witness placed Emmanuel near the body. But the pastor was influential. His church had friends in the district. Emmanuel was arrested. Charged with murder. Capital offence. No bail.

    Eight years later.
    Pastor Ayak had built a primary school and a church on Micaki’s land. A banner read: “New Hope Pentecostal School – Transforming Lives.”

    Micaki sat on the roadside, watching children play where her cassava used to grow.

    Emmanuel had never been tried. The State had no witnesses. The file would not die.

    The Attempt

    Mulyanyama could not grant bail. He could not dismiss the charges. The law said he could only communicate the charges and call up the file for mention – to track the status of police inquiries or investigations. He could not provide any effective remedy for freedom – even though the law said every suspect was innocent until proven guilty or until conviction.

    He was not a magistrate. He was a warehouse for human beings.

    So he bundled the 100 files. He wrote a cover letter to the Resident Judge of the High Court Circuit. He asked for supervisory intervention. He personally drove the files to the High Court registry.

    A week later, his phone rang. He did not recognise the number. He answered.

    “Worship Mulyanyama.”

    The voice was tired. Not cruel. Tired.

    “This is the Resident Judge.”

    Mulyanyama straightened. “Good afternoon, my Lord.”

    “I am looking at your letter. The one about the committal files.”

    “Yes, my Lord. The accused have been on remand for eight years. The State has not filed commital papers. I cannot grant bail. I cannot dismiss the charges. I was hoping your Lordship could exercise supervisory –”

    The Judge cut him off.

    “I have murder sessions across four districts. I have bail applications from two prisons. I have a donor‑funded SGBV session starting next week. I do not have time for one hundred twenty one files that should have been dealt with at your level.”

    Mulyanyama: “With respect, my Lord, the law does not permit me to –”

    “Then the law is an ass.”

    Silence.

    “Listen to me, Worship. I am not your appeal court. I am not your clerk. Those files are your problem. Deal with them.”

    The line went dead.

    Mulyanyama stared at his phone. He understood now: the Judge was not cruel. He was simply drowning. And the 100 files were the first to sink.

    The Interns

    One afternoon, a group of internship students from Gulu University arrived at Omwonyo‑le. They were bright, eager, and armed with notebooks. Their supervisor had assigned them to sensitise remand inmates about their rights – the right to be presumed innocent, the right to legal representation, the right to a speedy trial.

    Mulyanyama allowed it. He had no power to refuse. He also had no power to help.

    The students sat with Yokoyadi. They explained Article 28 of the Constitution. They spoke of bail, of committal, of the State’s duty to file papers.

    Yokoyadi listened. Then he asked: “If all that is true, why have I been here eight years?” ,”Is there anything you can do to assist me?“

    The students had no answer. They were not qualified advocates. The law did not permit them to file anything, to apply for anything, to demand anything. They could only teach rights – not enforce them.

    They visited Emmanuel. He did not speak. He stared at the wall. One student tried to hold his hand. He pulled away.

    That evening, the students sat outside the court, silent. Their supervisor told them: “You have seen the gap between the law on paper and the law in practice. Now you must decide if you still want to be lawyers.”

    Mulyanyama watched them leave. He thought of the innocence of these brilliant Bachelor of Laws Degree students and what the future of Law and Legal practice probably held in store for these “emiti emito”– Luganda, his mother tongue’s proverbial expression of “children”. He thought of the 100 accused persons who had appeared before him for periods ranging between 7 to 8 years.

    He did not write in his diary that night. There was nothing left to say.

    Before you ask why justice delays… ask these questions:

    How many Yokoyadis are waiting in your local prison – eight years, ten years, twelve? How many Emmanuels are on remand because a wealthy, influential, highly connected and malicious complainant whispered a lie? And why does the law still force a magistrate to hold a hearing that serves no purpose?

    Eight years is not a delay.
    Eight years is a sentence – served without conviction.

    Enen Ambrose. Advocate. Member: Judiciary Affairs Committee of Uganda Law Society.

    If you missed the start of this journey, you can catch up on the systemic breakdown of the Magistrates Courts in Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode 3

    Legal Disclaimer Fiction & Non-Defamation Notice:

    This post is a pure work of fiction and creative literature. The characters, dialogue, specific incidents, and settings—including the character of His Worship Mulyanyama and the location of Omwonyo-le Magistrates Court—are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance or exact matches to actual persons, living or dead, real-life judicial officers, or specific ongoing cases is entirely coincidental. This text is created solely for the purpose of systemic legislative critique and systemic advocacy; it is not maliciously constructed, nor should it be interpreted as an attempt to defame, misrepresent, or malign any living individual or public office holder.

    The legal references in this Series is for information purposes only and is not intended to be used as a substitute for legal advice. The author does not assume responsibility or admit liability arising from the use of the contents of this blog as legal advice.

    The author strongly encourages readers to consult a licensed attorney for specific context related legal advice.

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  • Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode 3

    Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode 3

    When “Just Cause” Entered the Registry

    Author’s Note: The Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama is a serialized literary commentary designed to constructively critique the institutional and structural implications of the Magistrates Courts (Amendment) Act, No. 6 of 2026. This work is a creative exploration of the human infrastructure behind public service and is not intended to ridicule, embarrass, or undermine the integrity of the Judiciary.

    The brown envelope had not lied.

    TRANSFER OF FILES – FOR JUST CAUSE.
    No explanation. No appeal. Just a signature from the Chief Magistrate and a list of file numbers.

    Among them: File No. 43. The twins fighting over cassava. Imat Nekolina’s envelope. Ocen Okello’s breach of contract case for the supply of beans to Kec Primary School.

    All of them, transferred. To whom? For what reason? The envelope did not say.

    Mulyanyama set the letter down. He did not call the Chief Magistrate. He simply stared at his phone.

    Counsel Ogwang Adede woke before sunrise.

    He had spent 200,000 shillings on fuel the previous evening – a calculated investment. Today, he would drive from Lira to Omwonyo‑le for Ocen Okello’s case. Four years of beans. Four years of adjournments. Today, he would close the defence under Order 17 Rule 4.

    He checked his phone.

    A message from the headmaster: “Fees balance remains. Your son cannot sit exams.”

    He silenced it. First, court. Then fees.

    Then he opened the Lira High Court WhatsApp group.

    NOTICE: The Honourable Judge will not sit this week. He has been deployed to Omwonyo‑le for a donor‑funded SGBV session. All matters stand adjourned.

    He refreshed. The Omwonyo‑le Magistrates Court group had a new notice:

    NOTICE: His Worship Mulyanyama has been designated Registrar for the forthcoming SGBV session. Additionally, a donor‑funded plea bargaining session will run for two weeks. No judicial officer will be at Omwonyo‑le during this period.

    He scrolled further.

    UPDATE: All other magistrates and the Registrar have travelled for a Judiciary conference. Only those excused for donor conditionalities remain in session.

    Counsel Ogwang Adede stared at the screen.

    In Lira – no Judge.
    In Omwonyo‑le – no Mulyanyama.
    No Magistrate. No Registrar. No court.
    Two weeks.

    He had spent 200,000 shillings on fuel. But that was not the worst of it.

    That morning, he had been expecting a deposit of 30,000,000 shillings in taxed costs from a judgment debtor – Okullo Aram. The matter was coming up for Notice to Show Cause before the Registrar of the High Court in Lira. Okullo had called last evening, panicking, begging not to be thrown into civil prison. He was prepared to deposit the money in front of the Registrar.

    Then Okullo sent a message: a photo of a notice from the Registrar’s chambers. The Registrar had travelled to Kampala overnight – for a donor‑funded workshop on case management.

    After sending the notice, Okullo’s phone went silent.

    Counsel Ogwang Adede called back. Twice. Three times. Nothing.

    Later, he learned that Okullo Aram had five children in university and three in secondary school. The money that was meant for taxed costs had been redirected – to tuition fees, to accommodation, to books.

    The debtor had not fled. He had simply reprioritised. And the law could not touch him – because the Registrar was not there to hear the Notice to Show Cause.

    His clerk’s salary would wait.
    His legal assistant’s salary would wait.
    The headmaster’s message about his son’s exams would not wait.

    Then his firm WhatsApp group buzzed.

    A calling letter. From His Worship Munyakuzi, Chief Magistrate of Oneka Iden – the Chief Magisterial area under which Omwonyo‑le fell.

    TRANSFER OF FILE – FOR JUST CAUSE.
    On the court’s own motion, Ocen Okello’s case is transferred to my court for hearing.

    No application from any party. No consent. No explanation.
    Just just cause.

    Counsel read it twice. His hands did not shake. They had done this before.

    Mulyanyama had also seen the letter.

    He picked up his phone and called Munyakuzi.

    “Sir, with respect… those are live matters. Judicial independence –”

    A pause. Then Munyakuzi laughed.

    “Worship, did you not read Section 217A of the amendment? I have powers to transfer those files to my Court.”

    The line went dead.

    Mulyanyama stared at his phone. The ground at Omwonyo‑le had swallowed an axe. Now the law was swallowing itself.

    Ocen Okello did not learn about the transfer from a noticeboard.

    He learned it from Alyek Molly.

    He had not even reached the bank. His Boxer motorcycle was still coughing dust somewhere between Abako and Oneka Iden when his phone vibrated.

    He smiled when he saw the name. Alyek Molly – Registry. He answered immediately.

    “My daughter… how is today?”

    For a second, Alyek said nothing. Then her voice came – soft, tired, almost apologetic.

    “Mzee… don’t come to court.”

    Silence.

    “I have already told your lawyer.”

    Ocen slowed the motorcycle. “What now?”

    Alyek looked through the registry window before answering. “His Worship has two critical assignments.” She lowered her voice. “He has been designated Registrar for the SGBV session… and after that… another plea bargain project. Two hundred files. Fifteen days.”

    Ocen said nothing.

    Alyek swallowed. “Mzee… save your fuel.”

    The line went dead.

    Forty minutes later, Ocen Okello sat inside the office of the loan officer.

    Tie. Ledger. Calculator. No smile.

    The file marked MORTGAGE RECOVERY – FINAL NOTICE lay open on the desk.

    Ocen removed his cap. Held it in both hands. And began pleading.

    “Sir… please do not sell my house.”

    He swallowed. “The case is very near judgment, I promise.”

    The loan officer said nothing. So Ocen continued.

    “My lawyer says… no more than one month.”

    He pointed weakly toward Omwonyo‑le. “The court has some delays… delays I do not fully understand… delays I cannot even explain properly…”

    Just then – his phone vibrated again.

    This time, Counsel Ogwang Adede.

    He opened the message.

    Brown envelope. Three words.

    TRANSFERRED FOR JUST CAUSE.

    Ocen read it once. Read it twice. Then slowly looked back at the loan officer… and for the first time in four years… did not know which debt was more dangerous – the one inside the bank, or the one inside the court.

    By lunchtime, Omwonyo‑le was already whispering.

    The new Chairperson of the School Management Committee of Kec Primary School – the same school that had eaten Ocen Okello’s beans – was an old boy of Chief Magistrate Munyakuzi.

    In Omwonyo‑le, rumours travelled faster than judgments.
    And this rumour had teeth.

    “He is willing to vouch for his old buddy,” Alyek Molly heard from a clerk in Oneka Iden. “To save the school from an old crippling debt.”

    Alyek said nothing. She was still calculating her mother’s medication. Friday’s tuition. The per diem that would now not come.

    That evening, Mulyanyama sat in his rented room above the pharmacy in Oneka Iden.

    The brown envelope still lay on the table.
    Open. Unfolded. Unanswered.

    The names stared back at him.
    Imat Nekolina. Ocen Okello.
    Four years. Red ribbons. Borrowed fuel. Dead witnesses.
    Transferred. For just cause.

    His phone vibrated.
    Counsel Ogwang Adede.

    Mulyanyama stared at the screen for two rings. Then answered.

    No greetings. Just breathing.

    Then Counsel spoke.

    “Worship… what is going on?”

    Silence.

    “What happened?”

    Another silence. Then the question that hit harder than any objection ever raised in court:

    “Who complained?”

    Mulyanyama looked again at the brown envelope. Then at the ceiling. Then finally spoke. Quietly. Almost apologetically.

    “Counsel… I honestly have no idea.”

    A pause. Then –

    “Just orders from above.”

    Neither man spoke again. For a few seconds, all that remained between lawyer and magistrate was breathing.

    Then the line went dead.

    And for the first time since the amendment, His Worship Mulyanyama realised something far more dangerous than corruption:

    Sometimes a file is not stolen. Sometimes… it is simply called upward.

    Before you blame a magistrate for “delayed justice”… ask two questions:

    Who funded the last special session in your court? And how many times has a file been transferred – without your consent – “for just cause”?

    The system is not broken.
    The system is fully booked.

    Enen Ambrose

    Advocate

    Member: Judiciary Affairs Committee

    Uganda Law Society,

    For feedback or comments: enen@enenlegalworld.com

    If you missed the start of this journey, you can catch up on the systemic breakdown of the Magistrates Courts in Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode 2

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    This post is a pure work of fiction and creative literature. The characters, dialogue, specific incidents, and settings—including the character of His Worship Mulyanyama and the location of Omwonyo-le Magistrates Court—are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance or exact matches to actual persons, living or dead, real-life judicial officers, or specific ongoing cases is entirely coincidental. This text is created solely for the purpose of systemic legislative critique and systemic advocacy; it is not maliciously constructed, nor should it be interpreted as an attempt to defame, misrepresent, or malign any living individual or public office holder.

    The legal references in this Series is for information purposes only and is not intended to be used as a substitute for legal advice. The author does not assume responsibility or admit liability arising from the use of the contents of this blog as legal advice.

    The author strongly encourages readers to consult a licensed attorney for specific context related legal advice.

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  • Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode II

    Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode II

    The Mobile Court That Ate the Diary

    Author’s Note: The Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama is a serialized literary commentary designed to constructively critique the institutional and structural implications of the Magistrates Courts (Amendment) Act, No. 6 of 2026. This work is a creative exploration of the human infrastructure behind public service and is not intended to ridicule, embarrass, or undermine the integrity of the Judiciary.

    At 9:43am, the white Land Cruiser rolled into Omwonyo‑le.

    Nobody looked surprised.
    Not the warders.
    Not the litigants.
    Not even His Worship Mulyanyama.

    Only Alyek Molly looked up from the registry.

    She had not been paid in three months.

    That morning, before leaving home, she had crushed her mother’s last blood‑pressure tablet into halves – so it could survive two more days.

    Her tuition at Kampala International University (Mbale campus) was due on Friday. Second year, Bachelor of Laws. She still kept her old Diploma in Law transcript folded inside her registry drawer – next to unpaid electricity receipts.

    When she saw the Land Cruiser, she did not smile.
    But her shoulders relaxed. Just a little.

    The memo was short. Cold. Typed.

    “All ordinary cause‑list matters stand adjourned pending implementation of the Mobile Justice Outreach Session.”

    Fifteen days.

    Ocen Okello closed his eyes.

    Four years.
    Four.
    Not because his case was difficult.
    Because the defendant – a government primary school – had failed to bring its final two witnesses. Again.

    The first adjournment: His Worship Mulyanyama had been away at donor‑funded SGBV training.
    The next three: the school simply came empty‑handed. Each time, the defence begged. Each time, His Worship adjourned – in the interest of justice.
    Each time – no costs.

    Counsel Ogwang Adede had financed this trip from Lira by himself.

    This time, his client simply could not raise it.

    Not because he did not want justice.
    Because justice was competing with school fees.

    With last month’s Bolicap debt – the money he had borrowed to bring both himself and counsel to this same court… for a hearing that never took off.

    With the money still owed to Okello Ajing, who had rescued him that same morning when every other door had gone silent.

    With sugar.
    With paraffin.
    With soap.

    And somewhere inside that collapsing arithmetic… sat the question of whether justice was becoming more expensive than the debt he had come to recover.

    So Counsel Ogwang Adede came anyway.
    On his own fuel.
    On his own time.
    On his own thinning patience.

    And on the dangerous assumption… that today, after four years, somebody inside Omwonyo‑le would finally be ready to finish a case.

    Today, Counsel Ogwang Adede had come ready – not prepared to swallow one more adjournment dressed as “the interest of justice.”

    He had the court file under one arm.
    His diary in the other hand.

    And in the margins of his notebook – authorities, annotations, and one final prayer:

    Order 17 Rule 4 of the Civil Procedure Rules.

    Close the defence.
    Take oral submissions.
    Fix the matter for judgment.

    Four years was enough.

    Today he had not come to negotiate with delay.
    Today… he had come to end it.

    Then Alyek Molly pinned the memo.
    And nobody entered Court No. 2.

    Imat Nekolina did not understand the white car.

    She only knew that her case was not today. Again.
    She approached Alyek Molly. “When?”

    Alyek shrugged. “After the mobile court.”

    “My witness,” Imat said quietly, “the doctor says he has less than fourteen days.”

    Alyek said nothing. She had heard this before too.
    But her mind was already calculating: fifteen days of per diem. Enough for her mother’s medication. Enough for Friday’s tuition.
    She did not wish for the donor to come. But she could not afford to wish otherwise.

    Mulyanyama watched from his chambers.

    He saw Counsel Ogwang Adede standing on the cracked steps – file, diary, notebook – the oral application still just a prayer in his head.
    He saw Imat Nekolina’s face.
    He saw Ocen Okello kick his Boxer motorcycle back to life – and ride away without looking back.

    The Visitor was already inside Court No. 1, setting up his laptop.

    The donor had paid for fifteen days.
    Per diem. Transport. Lunch allowance.
    Enough… to make resistance expensive.

    That evening, Mulyanyama texted a friend:
    “They call it access to justice. I call it access to their priorities.”

    The friend replied: “Did you eat?”

    Mulyanyama did not answer.

    Before you blame a magistrate for “delayed justice”… ask two questions:

    Who funded the last special session in your court? And how many times did the government defendant adjourn without cost?

    Two days later, another envelope arrived.

    Not white.
    Brown.
    Government brown.

    The subject line read:

    TRANSFER OF FILES – FOR JUST CAUSE.

    Mulyanyama read it once.
    Read it twice.

    Then looked at his phone.

    One message waited.
    Just three words.

    Did you eat?

    Institutions are not always captured by force.
    Sometimes… they are rented.
    One allowance at a time.

    Enen Ambrose, Enen Legal World

    Member: Judiciary Affairs Committee

    Uganda Law Society

    Enen Legal World.

    For Feedback or comments: enen@enenlegalworld.com

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    Fiction & Non-Defamation Notice:

    This post is a pure work of fiction and creative literature. The characters, dialogue, specific incidents, and settings—including the character of His Worship Mulyanyama and the location of Omwonyo-le Magistrates Court—are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance or exact matches to actual persons, living or dead, real-life judicial officers, or specific ongoing cases is entirely coincidental. This text is created solely for the purpose of systemic legislative critique and systemic advocacy; it is not maliciously constructed, nor should it be interpreted as an attempt to defame, misrepresent, or malign any living individual or public office holder.

    The legal references in this Series is for information purposes only and is not intended to be used as a subtitute for legal advice. The author does not assume responsibility or admit liability arising from the use of the contents of this blog as legal advice.

    The author strongly encourages readers to consult a licensed attorney for specific context related legal advice.

    If you missed Episode 1 of this series, You can access it here: Chronciles of His Worship Mulyanyama Episode 1

  • Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode I

    Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama — Episode I

    The Magistrate Who Never Carried Lunch

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    Author’s Note: The Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama is a serialized literary commentary designed to constructively critique the institutional and structural implications of the Magistrates Courts (Amendment) Act, No. 6 of 2026. This work is a creative exploration of the human infrastructure behind public service and is not intended to ridicule, embarrass, or undermine the integrity of the Judiciary.

    At 7:45am, His Worship Mulyanyama was nowhere near court.

    He sat inside a parked Judiciary double‑cabin pickup, forty kilometres from Omwonyo‑le Magistrates Court. Engine off. Air dead. Phone in hand.

    Battery: 19%.

    Bank balance: not enough.

    Fuel gauge: hovering just above E – the dangerous place where public service stops being transport… and becomes theology.

    On his screen: Mo‑kash. Wewole. ManguCash. Ka‑Sente.

    Four lenders. Four rejections. One salary.

    He had not yet started the engine. Because before justice could move, fuel had to move first.

    So he made another call. Not to a litigant. Not to a lawyer. To a friend.

    His Worship Mulyanyama making calls to top up his fuel before setting off for work.

    By 10:06am, the double‑cabin rolled into Omwonyo‑le.

    The benches were already full.

    Imat Nekolina had walked three kilometres from her village, a faded manila envelope pressed against her chest. Inside: a death certificate, two handwritten land agreements, and a photograph of six goats – the only things her late husband had left behind. She had been coming to court since 2022. This morning, she left cassava unharvested. Again.

    Ocen Okello had kicked his Boxer motorcycle until it coughed to life. Four years earlier, he supplied beans to a government primary school. Class One children had become Class Five. Two headteachers transferred. One bursar retired. The beans had long been eaten – but Ocen had never been paid.

    Yesterday, after every friend with a smartphone suddenly became “busy”, and every relative promised to “call back”, Ocen borrowed his advocate’s transport facilitation from Bolicap – because his lawyer was driving from Lira on the day of the case. This morning, he still had no money of his own. So before sunrise, he crossed the trading centre, placed his extra tablet on the wooden counter of Okello Ajing. Okello Ajing looked at it twice, then pushed a few folded notes across. Just enough for fuel – to follow a file that had forgotten his name.

    Ocen Okello and Imat Nekolina at the waiting lobby.

    Mulyanyama stepped out of the pickup. He did not apologise for the delay. He simply walked to his chambers, put on his robe, and inked his stamp.

    The robe covered the sweat. The stamp covered the hunger. The silence covered the missed calls.

    Court No. 2 had eighty‑three matters cause‑listed before lunch.

    He signed bail forms. Stamped adjournments. Called absent lawyers. Listened to excuses. Listened to tears. Listened to lies. Listened to truth.

    Stamped. Signed. Stamped. Signed. Stamped. Signed.

    By 10:56am, he could no longer remember whether File No. 43 was cattle theft, trespass, or twins fighting over their father’s cassava garden. Only that all of them wanted justice – and all of them wanted it today.

    At 11:02am, his phone vibrated again.

    “Daddy, school says no exam without fees.”

    He read the message. Locked the screen. Then proceeded to deny bail in a case involving twenty thousand shillings. The accused had no transport to return for trial. Mulyanyama explained the law – the risk of absconding, the need for sureties, the presumption of innocence.

    His voice was steady. His reasoning was sound. But between his words, the message sat: No exam without fees.

    By noon, he had not eaten.

    Court No. 1 had computers. Three of them. All bearing the Judiciary crest. All covered in dust. Outside, a solar mast stood proudly beside the flagpole – as if justice here ran on sunlight.

    And on good weeks… it did. When the batteries cooperated. When the switch‑over panel remembered its job. When Umeme remembered Omwonyo‑le existed. Which was usually one morning in five – sometimes between six and ten.

    After that, the screens went black. And when judgments had to be written, when reports had to be filed, when legal research had to be done – Mulyanyama would remove his robe, start the government pickup, and drive twenty kilometres to the nearest trading centre… to borrow electricity.

    That was the unwritten rule of Omwonyo‑le: You do not complain. You endure.

    Omwonyo Magistrates Court Compound

    A litigant approached his desk. Not with a bribe. With a roasted goat leg wrapped in old newspaper. Steam rose. The man said nothing. He simply bowed and left.

    Mulyanyama looked at the meat. He looked at the phone. He looked at Imat Nekolina. He hesitated. Then he ate.

    This was his first meal of the day.

    And somewhere in Kampala, Parliament had quietly decided that His Worship Mulyanyama was ready for more – more files, more value, more pressure – under the newly enacted Magistrates Courts (Amendment) Act, No. 6 of 2026.

    No one asked about his clerk.
    No one asked about his fuel.
    No one asked what he had eaten.
    No one asked about the missed calls.
    No one asked about the solar mast, or the twenty‑kilometre drive to borrow electricity.

    They simply raised his jurisdiction – and left his stomach empty.

    Before His Worship Mulyanyama could deliver justice… he first had to finance it.

    The ground at Omwonyo‑le had swallowed an axe.
    Now it was swallowing him.

    Before you judge His Worship Mulyanyama… visit your nearest court. Stand there for one morning. Count the files. Count the faces. Then ask one question:

    What is missing here?

    You may not like the answer.

    And in Omwonyo‑le… hunger was only the beginning.
    Because one week later… a white Land Cruiser entered the court compound.

    Some systems do not collapse.
    They simply teach good people how to survive inside broken ones.

    Enen Ambrose,

    Advocate.

    Member: Judiciary Affairs Committee

    Uganda Law Society

    Legal World. enen@enenlegalworld.com

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    Fiction & Non-Defamation Notice:

    This post is a pure work of fiction and creative literature. The characters, dialogue, specific incidents, and settings—including the character of His Worship Mulyanyama and the location of Omwonyo-le Magistrates Court—are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance or exact matches to actual persons, living or dead, real-life judicial officers, or specific ongoing cases is entirely coincidental. This text is created solely for the purpose of systemic legislative critique and systemic advocacy; it is not maliciously constructed, nor should it be interpreted as an attempt to defame, misrepresent, or malign any living individual or public office holder.

    If you loved this Episode 1 and would love to continue enjoying it, Please acccess Episode 2 from here:

    Chronicles of His Worship Mulyanyama The Mobile Court That Ate the Diary— Episode II

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  • THE QUIET VIOLENCE OF PROCEDURE III: When the System Sleeps, Justice Goes to Luzira. Reflections on ECCMIS, Offline Caching, and the Agony of an Unprepared Court

    THE QUIET VIOLENCE OF PROCEDURE III: When the System Sleeps, Justice Goes to Luzira. Reflections on ECCMIS, Offline Caching, and the Agony of an Unprepared Court

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    I. Gethsemane, 33 AD

    There is a moment in the Gospel of Mark that haunts every leader, every judge, every system builder.

    Jesus goes to the Garden of Gethsemane to pray. He takes Peter, James, and John. He is sorrowful, troubled, facing the cross. He asks them to stay awake, to watch with him.

    Then he walks away, prays, returns – and finds them sleeping.

    “Simon, are you asleep? Could you not keep watch for one hour?” (Mark 14:37)

    He warns them: “Watch and pray, so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.” (Matthew 26:41)

    They sleep again. Then the mob arrives. Jesus is arrested. And the disciples flee. Peter denies him three times out of fear.

    The consequence of sleeping? Failure at the moment of testing.

    II. Gethsemane, Buganda Road Court, 2026

    On 21 May 2026, an advocate appeared before a Magistrate at Buganda Road Chief Magistrate’s Court. His client had been charged with obtaining 600 million shillings by false pretence. The Advocate had uploaded bail application documents onto ECCMIS – the Judiciary’s flagship electronic case management system.

    The Advocate asked to be heard on bail.

    The Magistrate tried to access the uploaded documents.

    The network failed.

    ECCMIS would not display the files. The magistrate could not see the bail application. And instead of invoking the fallback provisions of the law – instead of assisting the advocate under Rule 9(4) and Rule 24(5) of the Judicature (Electronic Filing) Rules, 2025 – the Magistrate declined to hear the application.

    The Advocate was remanded to Luzira Prison until 4 June 2026.

    The system slept. And justice went to Luzira.

    Image: Buganda Road Court. Photo Credit, Nile Post, a member of the Next Media Company.


    III. The Spirit Is Willing – But the Flesh Is Weak

    The Judicature (Electronic Filing, Service and Virtual Proceedings) Rules, 2025 (S.I. No. 21 of 2025) are, on paper, remarkably progressive.

    Rule 24(5) of the Rules provide thus:

    The court may, in its discretion, adjust the schedule for responding to any affected filings, postpone the next court event, or provide other relief. It is my view that “others relief” includes a fall back position to actually hear the bail application manually, the network failure notwithstanding.

    The spirit of these Rules is willing. No judiciary transitions from paper to digital systems without friction, uncertainty, or implementation failures – and Uganda is no exception.

    But the flesh – the actual ECCMIS software and the training (or lack thereof) of judicial officers – is weak.

    The magistrate did not invoke Rule 24(5) Did not provide other relief i.e. a fall back position to actually hear the bail application, Why?

    Two possibilities – and both point away from individual malice and toward systemic failure.

    IV. Why Did the Court Sleep? Two Systemic Failures

    First: No offline caching in ECCMIS.

    If ECCMIS had an automatic local cache, the Magistrate’s computer would have downloaded all documents for that day’s matters the night before – or upon morning boot, or periodically. Even if the live network failed, the cached documents would remain accessible. The bail application would have been visible. The hearing could have proceeded.

    But ECCMIS, as currently deployed, appears to depend heavily on live connectivity. When the network fails, the court becomes blind. That is not a user error. That is an architecture flaw – though I write as an external observer, not as someone with access to internal design documents.

    What is needed: A software update that configures ECCMIS to:

    · Pre‑cache all case files for matters listed on a given day.
    · Update the cache every morning or whenever internet is available.
    · Allow offline access with a clear timestamp (“cached as of [time]”).
    · Sync back to the central system once connectivity is restored.

    This is not rocket science. Email clients do it. Mobile banking apps do it. Google Drive, One Drive and other online file back-up systems do it. Even WhatsApp caches messages offline. The Judiciary’s ECCMIS can do it – if the builders prioritise resilience over assumption of constant connectivity.

    Second: Inadequate training of judicial officers.

    Rule 60 of the 2025 Rules commands:

    The court shall, in collaboration with stakeholders, periodically undertake training for court users, judicial officers, unrepresented litigants and the public on use of ECCMIS.

    Where is that training? If Magistrates do not know they can assist under Rule 9(4), if they do not know they can order a paper fallback – then the Rules are dead letters. The fault is not primarily the Magistrate’s. The fault is the system that failed to prepare her.

    The Magistrate in Buganda Road was not malicious. She was unprepared. She was left alone with a broken network and no institutional backup. And like Peter in Gethsemane, she found herself in a situation where the institution had not equipped her to watch – the failure was systemic, not merely personal.

    V. The Blame Must Shift

    Public anger after the Buganda Road incident has, predictably, focused on the Magistrate. Some have called her incompetent. Others have suggested bias.

    I disagree.

    The Magistrate is the front‑line foot soldier of a digital transformation that was rolled out without full readiness. She was given a system that struggles offline, and no training on what to do when it fails. She was handed a beautiful set of Rules (S.I. 2025 No. 21) but not the practical tools to implement them.

    The real responsibility lies with:

    · The architects of ECCMIS – who designed a system that assumes perpetual internet connectivity in a country where power and data are unreliable.
    · The Judiciary’s leadership – who rolled out the paperless mandate without ensuring that every Magistrate understands Rules 9 and 24, and without installing basic offline caching.
    · The training units – who have not conducted the mandatory training required by Rule 60.

    Yes, the Magistrate could have done more. She could have read the Rules. She could have asked for an adjournment. She could have called the registry. But when a system fails, we do not blame the soldier alone. We also examine the armour and the General who deployed him and gave the orders.

    VI. A Concrete Way Forward

    The solution is not to abandon ECCMIS. It is to fix it.

    1. Technical fix: offline caching.
    The Judiciary’s ICT team must implement automatic local caching on all court computers. This is a one‑time software upgrade that pays for itself within weeks by eliminating network‑related adjournments.

    2. Training fix: mandatory, periodic, verifiable.
    Every judicial officer and court clerk must undergo hands‑on training on:

    · How to use offline mode.
    · How to invoke Rule 9(4) to assist litigants.
    · How to grant relief under Rule 24(5).
    · How to handle network failures without remanding people, especially when the question of Bail, which touches on the liberty and presumption of innocence of an accused person comes up for consideration.

    3. Accountability fix: a practice direction.
    The Chief Justice should issue a practice direction reminding all courts of their obligations under Rules 9 and 24, and requiring that any refusal to hear a matter due to ECCMIS failure be accompanied by a written explanation of why Rules 9(4) and 24(5) for fall back positions could not be followed.

    VII. Gethsemane, 2026 and Beyond

    Jesus did not condemn the disciples for sleeping. He warned them. He told them to watch and pray – because the flesh is weak.

    The flesh of ECCMIS is weak. The network fails. The cache is absent. The training is insufficient. But the spirit of the Rules is willing.

    The question is whether the Judiciary will watch – or continue to sleep.

    Because every time a Magistrate refuses to assist a litigant when ECCMIS fails, every time an Advocate or his client is remanded because the network is down, every time justice is delayed or denied not by malice but by unpreparedness – that is not a technical glitch.

    That is the agony of an unprepared court.

    And the consequence is always the same: those who came seeking justice flee. Their rights are denied. Their liberty is lost. And the system that was meant to protect them becomes the very instrument of their suffering.

    “Could you not keep watch for one hour?”

    The hour is now. The network will fail again. The question is not if – but when, and how the court responds.

    Will we equip our Magistrates (and in fact all judicial officers) to stay awake? Or will we keep sending accused persons to Luzira because the cache was empty and the training never came?

    The spirit is willing. Let us finally strengthen the flesh.

    DISCLAIMERS:
    This blog is not an attack on the Magistrate who handled the Buganda Road matter. Magistrates work under enormous pressure with limited resources. The critique here is directed at systemic failures: the architecture of ECCMIS, the inadequacy of training, and the absence of offline preparedness. Fair commentary is not personal attack.

    This blog is not legal advice. Readers should consult qualified attorneys for case‑specific guidance.

    Enen Ambrose
    Member, Judiciary Affairs Committee, Uganda Law Society
    For comments or feedback: enen@enenlegalworld.com

  • Of Gold, Dairy, and Slow Poison: Elison Karuhanga and the Perils of Development Without Accountability

    Of Gold, Dairy, and Slow Poison: Elison Karuhanga and the Perils of Development Without Accountability

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    There is a seductive danger in confusing development with institutional health.

    Yes, Uganda has grown sectors.
    Yes, milk production rose.
    Yes, roads were built.
    Yes, factories emerged.

    Let us even grant these achievements at their most generous interpretation, though many of the surrounding statistics and political narratives remain fiercely contested. The deeper question lies elsewhere.

    Ancient empires also built roads.

    The question is whether those roads outlasted the emperor, and in more recent history, whether the institutions managing them answered to citizens or merely to the political survival of one man.”

    That is where Elison Karuhanga’s argument becomes deeply troubling.

    Not because it defends industrialisation. Industrialisation is necessary.

    But because it quietly asks Ugandans to romanticise concentrated power itself.

    The article repeatedly frames scepticism toward entrenched political authority as elite cynicism, as though accountability were merely an inconvenience imposed by intellectual spectators standing outside history.

    Yet history teaches something far less flattering.

    Apartheid South Africa built one of the continent’s most sophisticated industrial economies. Gaddafi’s Libya produced impressive welfare indicators and modern infrastructure. Mobutu’s Zaire cultivated the imagery of national grandeur and developmental ambition.

    Yet history eventually exposed the same weakness in each case: institutions had become subordinate to personalities, patronage, or exclusionary systems of power.

    Infrastructure is not self-validating.

    The real question is never whether factories, highways, dams, or industrial parks exist. The deeper question is whether the institutions beneath those projects remain independent enough to survive the men who built them.

    Development without accountability does not eliminate instability.

    It postpones it.

    And when accountability weakens long enough, entitlement emerges. From entitlement comes impunity. And from impunity comes institutional decay.

    That is precisely the warning at the heart of Mahmood Mamdani’s 2025 book, Slow Poison: Idi Amin, Yoweri Museveni, and the Making of the Ugandan State. Mamdani’s argument is not that Uganda failed because it lacked projects or economic ambition. It is that the post-independence dream was gradually dismantled through tribalised politics, institutional corrosion, political violence, and the fragmentation of citizenship itself.

    A country may increase exports while weakening citizenship.

    That is not transformation.

    That is deferred fragility.

    And perhaps nowhere is this contradiction more revealing than within the intellectual class now defending presidential mythology in the name of developmental realism.

    Many of us were repeatedly lectured about the supposed “neutrality” of the Uganda Law Society whenever lawyers confronted excesses of state power. We were told institutions must remain above politics.

    Yet neutrality now appears remarkably flexible when the task is constructing emotional narratives around presidential permanence and historical indispensability.

    One begins to suspect that neutrality was never truly about insulating institutions from politics, but about regulating the direction in which criticism could travel.

    That selective application is itself part of the institutional decay being ignored.

    When institutions of accountability suspend their scepticism in order to celebrate power, they accelerate the very “slow poison” they should be resisting.

    And this is why the romantic language of “stubborn men who shape history” should concern us more than inspire us.

    History is full of stubborn men.

    Some built nations.

    Others merely built systems too personalised to survive them.

    Uganda’s tragedy has never been a shortage of ambitious rulers.

    It has been the absence of institutions strong enough to survive them, and disciplined enough to tell them no.

    And if we are to have the rule of law rather than the rule of men with a gun, a Bible, and a pen, then a few stubborn men and women must demand that development be built on accountability, not just the romanticisation of power.

    The roots of accountability are bitter, but the fruits are sweet.

    This, fellow countrymen and women, is my contribution to that cause.

    Enen Ambrose.

    Advocate. 

    For feedback or comments: enen@enenlegalworld.com

  • THE QUIET VIOLENCE OF PROCEDURE II: When Courts Resist Communication in the Age of E-Justice, A Reflection on Bakampa Brian Baryaguma v Bbaaka Property Consultants (U) Ltd

    THE QUIET VIOLENCE OF PROCEDURE II: When Courts Resist Communication in the Age of E-Justice, A Reflection on Bakampa Brian Baryaguma v Bbaaka Property Consultants (U) Ltd

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    There is another kind of quiet violence in procedure.

    Not when the law assumes communication where none exists.
    But when communication eventually occurs, and the law still struggles to recognise its procedural legitimacy because it arrived through unfamiliar technological form.

    Days ago, in my earlier critique, The Quiet Violence of Procedure: When Digital Service Serves No One, I warned against a growing procedural danger within Uganda’s evolving E‑Justice architecture. I argued that a notice uploaded into ECCMIS is not necessarily a notice received; that “deemed service” is not always effective service; and that digital systems may satisfy procedural form while silently excluding the very litigants whose rights stand at risk.

    The concern then was technological presumption.

    This time, the concern is technological distrust.


    The Case and Its Difficulties

    In Bakampa Brian Baryaguma v Bbaaka Property Consultants (U) Ltd (Misc. Cause No. 0033 of 2023, 22 May 2026), the High Court held that service through WhatsApp, without prior leave for substituted service, was improper. The Applicant, self‑represented, sent the application to the Respondent company director’s WhatsApp number on 24 February 2023. The director only saw the message weeks later, on 4 April 2023, before instructing counsel who filed a response on behalf of the company.

    The Court struck out the affidavit of service, holding that the Applicant was not authorised to effect service under Order 5 rule 7 of the Civil Procedure Rules and had not first obtained leave for substituted service. The Court further struck out the Applicant’s supporting affidavit for being argumentative and containing matters of law (contrary to Order 19 rule 3 CPR), and dismissed the application with costs.

    A copy of the decision can be downloaded below:

    Bakampa Brian Baryaguma v Bbaaka Property Consultants (U) Ltd 2026 UGHCCD 154 (22 May 2026)Download


    I do not defend every aspect of the Applicant’s filings. The supporting affidavit may well have been defective under Order 19. The Applicant also admittedly did not first attempt conventional corporate service under Order 29 rule 2 CPR, nor did he obtain prior leave before resorting to WhatsApp. Those are genuine procedural weaknesses.

    But this reflection is not about the affidavit ruling. It is about the service holding – and the deeper jurisprudential questions it raises for Uganda’s digital transformation. I earlier posed the question “Uganda’s Courts are going paperless, the only question left is…are you?“

    I raised a critical concern about the preparedness of lawyers for paperless transition come June 2026. This blog inverses that question back to the courts themselves. With a ruling which effectively rolls back all the gains in the courts’ E-justice and digital transformation journey, I equally ask, “are our courts really ready for a fair, meaningful and realistic digital transformation?“


    The Conceptual Problem

    The real issue is not whether procedural safeguards around electronic service should exist.
    The question is: should courts continue treating direct electronic communication as inherently inferior to conventional physical service, even where actual notice is eventually achieved and no prejudice is demonstrated?

    Historically, substituted service existed because direct communication with a litigant had become impossible, impracticable, or evasive. Newspaper advertisements, affixing summons to premises, or leaving documents with third parties were indirect approximations designed to create the possibility of awareness where direct access could not be achieved.

    WhatsApp communication to a litigant’s verified personal number occupies a very different space.

    It is direct. It is individualised. It is traceable. And in many modern contexts, it may be more personal than conventional physical service itself.

    Traditionally, courts have accepted service where documents are left with receptionists, secretaries, guards, clerks, or relatives – all based on the assumption that the communication will eventually reach the intended recipient. A WhatsApp message arrives directly on the litigant’s personal handset, often with timestamps, delivery indicators, and sometimes read receipts.

    Ironically, historically accepted physical substituted service may sometimes be less direct than modern electronic communication.

    That forces an uncomfortable question:
    In the smartphone era, why should communication sent directly to a litigant’s verified personal number automatically be treated as procedurally inferior to leaving papers with a receptionist, such that prior leave for substituted service is required?”

    The Delay Problem – And Why It Is Not Decisive

    Of course, the facts of this case reveal an important caution. The Respondent director did not see the message immediately. Weeks passed before the communication came to his attention. That delay cannot simply be ignored.

    But the existence of delay does not necessarily establish that the medium itself was defective.

    Physical summons may equally sit unread on office desks for weeks. Letters may remain unopened. Receptionists may misplace documents. The proper procedural inquiry cannot merely be whether awareness occurred instantly, but whether the chosen method was reasonably calculated to bring the proceedings to the attention of the affected party.

    Here, the communication eventually did exactly that.
    The Respondent became aware. Counsel was instructed. An affidavit in reply was filed. Participation followed.

    Which raises another important constitutional question: What actual prejudice was ultimately suffered?

    That question becomes particularly pressing under Article 126(2)(e) of the Constitution, which requires courts to administer substantive justice without undue regard to technicalities – especially where the litigant is self‑represented and navigating complex procedural terrain without legal assistance.

    Even if the Court was correct that service was technically defective, one may still ask whether striking out the affidavit of service, striking out the supporting affidavit, and dismissing the entire application with costs was proportionate. Could the Court instead have directed proper service and allowed rectification, particularly in a human rights enforcement application?

    Uganda’s Own Jurisprudence Already Points Forward

    Long before this dispute arose, Uganda had already begun integrating technology into adjudication. The Constitution (Integration of ICT into the Adjudication Processes for Courts of Judicature) (Practice) Directions, 2019 encouraged the use of technology to improve efficiency and expedition. The Judiciary’s ongoing embrace of ECCMIS, electronic filing, virtual hearings, and paperless procedure reflects an unmistakable institutional movement toward digitally facilitated justice.

    More importantly, Ugandan jurisprudence has already recognised technologically facilitated service itself.

    In Male H Mabirizi K. Kiwanuka v Attorney General, Justice Ssekaana Musa expressly acknowledged that service through “email or facebook or whatsApp or any other technologically advanced means” are methods calculated at bringing proceedings to the attention of parties. The Court further recognised that personal service is required only “wherever practicable” before concluding that service was effective because participation followed.

    A copy of that decision can be accessed below:

    Male Mabilizi v Attorney General (Miscellaneous Application No 918 of 2021) 2022 UGHCCD 50 (27 January 2022)Download


    That reasoning shifts procedural legitimacy away from ceremonial delivery and toward communicative effectiveness.

    And that is where the Bakampa ruling becomes difficult to reconcile with the Judiciary’s broader digital trajectory.

    A Concrete Way Forward

    What is needed is not a revolution, but a practice direction.

    The Chief Justice should issue guidance clarifying that electronic service via WhatsApp, SMS, or similar direct messaging platforms – when sent to a verified number and followed by reasonable confirmation (such as a follow‑up call or text) – may be recognised as valid service without prior leave, provided that:

    · The sender proves actual notice (e.g., delivery receipt, screenshot, or acknowledgment);
    · No prejudice is caused to the recipient (e.g., sufficient time to respond);
    · The court retains power to set aside service if injustice is shown.

    This would bring Uganda’s procedural law into alignment with its own constitutional commitment to substantive justice and its declared embrace of digital transformation.


    Conclusion

    Uganda’s courts now stand between two procedural imaginations. One remains rooted in paper legitimacy and inherited analog assumptions. The other recognises that constitutional fairness depends not on the medium, but on whether proceedings actually come to the attention of the affected party.

    That tension is no longer merely technological. It is jurisprudential.

    In Geoffrey Gatete & Another v William Kyobe, the Supreme Court distinguished between “deemed service” and “effective service,” warning that procedural law may presume notice without proving actual awareness. The Bakampa difficulty inverts that concern: awareness eventually existed, participation followed, yet the communication remained procedurally suspect because it arrived through a medium still viewed with doctrinal caution.

    This is not an argument against procedural safeguards.
    It is an argument for procedural realism in the age of digital justice.

    Because justice does not only fail when communication never reaches.
    Sometimes, it also falters when the law hesitates to recognise communication after it has already arrived.

    DISCLAIMERS:

    This blog is not an attack on the Learned Judge in the Bakampa decision.  It is fair commentary intended to foster a discussion and self reflection on the Judiciary’s forthcoming paperless transition to fully digital courts, for E-justice and digital transformation must serve justice rather than suffocate or truncate it.

    This blog is not intended to be used as a substitute for legal advice. The author accepts no liability or responsibility for any losses that arise from use of information as legal advice. Readers are encouraged to consult a licensed attorney of their choice for situation specific  legal advice.

    Enen Ambrose
    Member, Judiciary Affairs Committee, Uganda Law Society.

    For comments or feedback, write to: enen@enenlegalworld.com 

  • Uganda’s Courts Are Going Paperless. The Only Question Left Is… Are You?

    Uganda’s Courts Are Going Paperless. The Only Question Left Is… Are You?

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    In a matter of days, somewhere in Kampala, an advocate will walk into chambers carrying a file.
    A real file.
    Bound in cardboard.
    Stuffed with pleadings.
    Scarred by coffee stains.
    Held together by registry stamps, handwritten notes, and the quiet traditions that have shaped Uganda’s legal profession for generations.
    He will place it on his desk.
    He will call his clerk.
    He will ask about the service.
    He will ask whether the registry finally responded.
    He will ask whether the ruling was uploaded.
    He will ask if tomorrow’s matter still appears on the court list.
    And without fully realizing it…
    He may already be practising history.

    Because on 17 February 2026, Uganda’s Chief Justice signed an administrative circular that quietly accelerated what many had long assumed was still years away.

    And on 1 June 2026, every advocate practising before courts integrated into ECCMIS will begin to feel the reality of it.
    Paper files, as we know them, begin to lose their dominance.
    Not theoretically.
    Not academically.
    Not someday.
    This June.

    Suddenly, a question that once sounded futuristic now feels deeply personal:
    Is the Ugandan legal profession actually prepared for digitally operational courts?
    Not on conference banners.
    Not in panel discussions.
    Not on LinkedIn posts celebrating innovation.
    In chambers.
    In active files.
    In client communication.
    In deadlines.
    In operational reality.
    And if we are being honest, this conversation did not begin with me.

    The Judiciary has moved.
    ECCMIS has moved.
    The Uganda Law Society has moved.
    Developers have moved.
    Institutions have moved.
    The only chambers left to convince… may now be our own.
    Because if we are being painfully honest, many firms are still operating through fragmented systems held together largely by human effort.
    Some clerks still physically chase court lists.

    Some advocates still log into ECCMIS repeatedly “to check.”
    Some clients still travel to court only to discover their matter was adjourned hours earlier.
    Some managing partners still call chambers late in the evening, asking whether rulings were uploaded.
    Some firms still lose valuable hours searching through paper trails for information that should already be accessible instantly.
    None of this reflects incompetence.
    It reflects transition.
    And in June, transition becomes unavoidable.
    Because nostalgia will not file pleadings.
    Sentiment has never uploaded a PDF.
    And operational inefficiency increasingly carries reputational consequences.

    Days ago, in my previous article, The Quiet Violence of Procedure, I argued that justice does not always fail loudly. Sometimes it fails quietly – inside missed notifications, delayed communication, inaccessible records, and systems that store information without truly delivering it to the people who need it.
    Technology alone does not solve that problem.
    Preparedness does.

    Shortly after publishing that article, I received a phone call from a Ugandan technology company, Riyale Tech Solutions. I assumed the conversation would be defensive. Instead, the invitation was remarkably simple:
    “Counsel… come and see.”
    So I went.
    And what I encountered forced me to confront an uncomfortable possibility:

    What if the profession is not facing a technology problem at all… but a preparedness problem?

    Because what I saw was not merely software in the conventional sense. It was an attempt to redesign how legal practice operationally functions in the ECCMIS era.
    Imagine chambers operating from one secure digital environment where drafting, filing, billing, scheduling, client communication, and court updates exist together rather than in disconnected fragments.

    A matter moves in ECCMIS – and the Advocate knows immediately.
    A notice is issued, and the chambers know immediately.
    More importantly, the client knows too.
    Automatically.

    Through WhatsApp.
    Through SMS.
    Through email.
    No chasing.
    No uncertainty.
    No “let me first call my clerk.”

    For years, lawyers adapted themselves to court systems.
    For the first time, platforms are beginning to adapt around lawyers.

    And perhaps most surprisingly, this is not imported software retrofitted for Uganda. It is Ugandan-built technology designed specifically around the operational realities of Ugandan legal practice.

    A client in Kampala, Gulu, Arua, Mbarara, Nairobi, London, or Dubai can securely monitor the progress of their matter in real time.
    Invoices are generated systematically.
    Records organize themselves.
    Court updates synchronize automatically.
    Internal workflows become visible.
    Communication becomes traceable.
    In that moment, a law firm stops functioning merely as a paper-dependent physical office and begins operating as a modern legal institution.

    This article is not an advertisement.
    It is an observation about where legal practice in Uganda appears to be heading.
    Because in the ECCMIS era, legal excellence may still win cases – but operational efficiency will increasingly win client confidence.
    And that reality raises difficult questions.
    Which firms will adapt fastest?
    Which firms will attract the next generation of clients?
    Which chambers will build operational resilience?
    Which firms will continue spending valuable hours managing paperwork while competitors focus on strategy, advocacy, and growth?
    Technology itself does not threaten the legal profession.
    Irrelevance does.
    Paperless courts alone do not create digital justice.
    Prepared lawyers do.
    Over the past week, conversations around legal technology have intensified – among advocates, managing partners, clerks, judicial officers, and law students alike, all asking versions of the same question:
    “What does readiness actually look like?”
    For the first time, I may now have at least one answer.
    Because on June 1st, paper may begin leaving Uganda’s courtrooms.
    But excuses may begin leaving the profession, too.

    Riyale Tech Solutions offers a comprehensive legal management system integrated with ECCMIS, designed to support law firms transitioning into Uganda’s digital court environment. It centralises case management, client records, document handling, billing, scheduling, and daily operations into a single structured system.
    Through real-time synchronisation with ECCMIS, case updates are automatically reflected without requiring repeated manual logins.
    The platform also delivers instant notifications via email and WhatsApp, ensuring that both advocates and clients remain informed as matters progress.

    Now let me be equally clear. I hold no equity, ownership, employment, or decision-making role in Riyale Tech Solutions or any affiliated legal technology provider discussed in this article.
    Any professional introductions that may arise between practitioners and technology providers do not influence the opinions expressed here, which remain independently formed.

    Enen Ambrose

    Battle hardened RNB Ethusiast; deliberately pushing #Digital Transformation, one of the 4Ds of the RNB Back on track Mantra.
    Member, Judiciary Affairs Committee
    Uganda Law Society
    For feedback or questions:
    enen@enenlegalworld.com