The record
Somewhere in Uganda tonight, a mother is sitting by her phone. A wife is asking the same question she asked yesterday and the day before: where is he? A man walked out of his house, and nobody will say where he went.
They were told to stop asking. They were told nobody was listening. They were told it would be safer to forget.
We are listening. We are the Black Hat Battalion, and we are the guardians of their memory.
We carry no weapons. Our weapon is the record. Every abduction, every detention without a court, every account of torture that reaches us, we write it down, we check it, and we keep it. We keep it for the families still waiting. We keep it for the ones who were broken and then told they were liars. We keep it for the day it is read aloud in a court that answers to the law and not to power. Right now the record holds 4 cases.
Our enemy
Our enemy is the tyrant Muhoozi Kainerugaba and those who help him oppress innocent people. Our enemy is anyone who takes a human being into the dark and believes the dark will protect them. It will not. Every date is kept. Every place is kept. Every testimony is kept. Those who abuse their power are being watched, and they will be remembered for exactly what they did. Power passes. The record does not.
What we believe
No one is above the law. Not an officer, not a minister, not a general, not the son of a president. The day a country accepts that someone cannot be questioned is the day every citizen becomes a target.
To those who still hope
You are not foolish. Hope is the most dangerous thing you can carry, because it is the one thing they cannot arrest. Keep it. We are holding it with you.
To those who take people from their homes, and to those who give the orders and look away: we see you. We are patient. We are many. And we are writing everything down.
The day of judgment
We are not recording just to fill pages.We are preparing for the day of judgment, the day we retaliate, the day of destruction, the day you pay for your sins, indeed, no one is far from our hand and no one survives us, we will bring the torment, we will bring hell to you Muhoozi.
On that day, you will curse your own existence, you will remember every single life you tortured.
On the people who write to us
Some cases reach us from people who would rather not be found. Every submission is read by us. Nothing about the sender is printed.
The ledger
- We neither forgive.
- Nor do we forget.
- We always win.
- We do not lose.
- We move in shadows. We see everything
- We take no advertising and no sponsors. The Battalion is kept alive by those who stand with it.
We cannot be traitors to humanity. So we record, we expose, and we bring to an end.