In the fading light of a Gulu evening, groups of young men and women from about 16-35 years, often labeled "ghetto youth," gather. To the casual observer, they are a symptom of urban idleness. _To the political strategist, they are a resource—cheap, abundant, and potent._
What is unfolding in the Acholi sub-region, however, is not mere political mobilization; it is a dangerous social experiment with human lives, a short-term tactical gain that is mortgaging the future of a generation and the stability of a region still healing from profound trauma.
The trajectory is chillingly clear: from the desperate, unstructured violence of the Aguu street gangs, born from the ashes of displacement camps and a lost childhood, to the newly "official" political foot soldiers know as "ghetto youth". This evolution is not organic progress; it is a calculated metamorphosis, engineered by political patronage. The vulnerable youth, grappling with the intergenerational wounds of conflict, poverty, and systemic neglect, are being handed a new identity: not as students, apprentices, or future leaders, but as instruments of chaos on demand.
The mechanism is simple and tragically ancient. Handouts—money, alcohol, promises, and a fleeting sense of belonging—are exchanged for political muscle. These youths are deployed to intimidate opponents, disrupt gatherings, and create a visible, threatening presence that signals control. In the short term, it works. The chaos is sown, the message is sent.
But what is the real cost of this transaction?
The payment is not just monetary; it is a validation of violence as a viable livelihood. It teaches a generation that their power does not lie in their intellect, their skill, or their civic voice, but in their capacity for disruption. It formalizes a gang mentality, dressing it in the cloak of political service. When the election drums fade, the music of violence does not simply stop. The skills honed, the networks built, and the appetite whetted for easy gain remain.
_This is the central, terrifying question the political manipulators refuse to confront: What happens when the handouts fade?_
History, from Sierra Leone to the favelas of Brazil, offers a grim playbook. Political militias, once their patrons are satisfied or replaced, do not peacefully disband. They do not return to non-existent farms or phantom jobs. They morph. They evolve into criminal enterprises, protection rackets, or autonomous armed groups. The loyalty purchased with a few shillings is not to a nation or an ideology, but to the highest bidder or the most powerful warlord.
The youth manipulated today to "cause chaos" for a political party are learning to topple order. The same tactics used to harass opponents can be turned against the state itself when promises are broken. The "ghetto youth" of today, armed with political experience and a sense of betrayal, can become the uncontainable movement of tomorrow. By teaching them that power flows from the barrel of a mob, the political class is unwittingly—or recklessly—arming its own future overthrowers. Is this where Ugandans want to remain after Museveni?
Specifically for Acholi, this exploitation is a profound betrayal. The region has walked a long, painful path from the horrors of war and the LRA insurgency. The focus for a generation has been on healing, reintegration, and rebuilding the social fabric torn apart by violence. This political strategy actively unravels that fabric. It re-traumatizes a population by making public space unsafe and it hijacks the energy of youth who should be at the forefront of reconstruction, not destruction.
It substitutes the hard, long-term work of creating educational pathways, vocational training, and meaningful employment with the addictive sugar rush of political handouts. It tells a young man, "Your future is not in a classroom or a workshop; it is in this envelope, for this dirty job today." The path we are on is a deadly trend for the future.
My warning to political actors: The youth of Acholi are not a problem to be managed with handouts. They are a generation of immense potential, forged in adversity, waiting for a real chance to build. Using them as a shortcut for political mobilization is not just unethical; it is an act of profound national sabotage. We are sowing chaos today and calling it a strategy, forgetting that the whirlwind we reap tomorrow may be one we can no longer control. The choice is stark: build the youth, or watch them become the force that eventually tears everything down.


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