For many years until a couple of weeks ago, when you went walking in the streets of Kampala, it was advisable to have some loose change on you. It was your insurance in case you literally stepped on somebody’s tomatoes.
Stepping on somebody’s tomatoes was not some figure of speech, but a physical likelihood. For disorder has been Kampala’s order of the day since August 1972, when the government conducted an economic ethnic cleansing by expelling all people of Asian origin accusing them of “milking the economy”.
