I want to relocate from this weird city of Kampala though I am not sure if there is a sane alternative in East Africa. I am tired of the boys competing with us, trying to look like girls and behave like us. Dudes, what is happening to you?
Starting at the top, the boys these days seem to think it is cool to plait their hair like girls. In the past, men who so wished wore dreadlocks, which were clearly masculine. But now the men are filling up the space in the hair salons getting their hair plaited.
And it starts with the so-called stars from sports and performing arts. So what do they want us the girls to do? Shave our heads and grow beards?
As if the hair thing is not enough, the boys now think it is cool to expose their bums in public. Just because we show some thigh under our mini skirts, the young men have chosen to do the opposite by lowering their pants.
I hear they call it ‘balance’ and I don’t know whom they are attracting with the top of their silly bums.
Dress and hairstyles aside, the boys are spending too much time gossiping. They do it under the guise of watching football where they sit for hours on end talking about their friends and other men’s cars! And now they have social media...
You see them looking very serious on their smart phones and wonder what sense they are exchanging – kumbe it is all useless gossip. If it was all business communications they were making on social media, then they wouldn’t be always broke and trying to borrow money from us at work places.
And now in the season of weddings, I don’t know how much we have been contributing for their nuptials. In the past, real men used to fund their weddings alone.
But now they call endless meetings to coax money out friends they had long neglected. But why should a real man expect others to help him take a woman! That is Kampala's middle class society for you.
These big boys no longer even want to leave home. In the past, every boy could not wait to reach teenage to be allowed leave the parents’ house and build his own shelter. Yes, I said build, with his own hands.
Today some fellows stay in their parent’s homes past the age of 25! And they want to be called men! It is nice and proper for a girl to live under her parents’ roof until a real man takes her. But now these she-men of today!
I even know some of these bearded male babies who use their parents’ transport to go to work. So what kind of work is that to which you are carried by your mother like a kid going to nursery school?
In short, I have had it with Kampala. I am making enquiries if Nairobi still has some real men then I’ll relocate. I am fed up of competing for space in hair salons with men.
