I am sitted in this taxi (read matatu) and the gentleman next to me comments the above in Luganda. I am curious as to what exactly he means and so is his companion.
He explains that while "we" the "poor" are stuck in this matatu rubbing shoulders with the likes of people you will probably never meet in another setting, the "rich" drive their posh cars and have to face the mad...no maddddd driving of the matatu drivers.
These simply don't give a hoot as to the scratches and dents they may cause your expensive, nicely shone car!!
In times of brokeness or should I say "bankruptcy" as Ugandan's like putting it, no one thinks of sending you an email to the "cough up" effect.
So "we" the poor are in essence, worry free! Poverty is indeed freedom!
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