In a recent interview with NPR, Museveni said it is the rich like him who will truly help "the ghetto people" of Uganda and that he draws inspiration from George Washington, the first president of the United States.
"I want to do what Washington did to work for the economic and, in some cases, even political integration of Africa," Museveni told NPR.
Washington, however, did not seek reelection after two terms in office. Museveni said that's because the U.S. electorate and economic systems were more sophisticated.
"When the social direction of a society is already set, then anybody can run it. The problem is that, you know, because the direction is not set. So it's very risky," he told NPR. "People don't know whether to go north or south ... If people are really clear that the direction is the north and everybody is no longer -- there's no more argument about that, then anybody can lead. I can say, now you know the way, let me go."
If we unite, pool our resources, we have to power to create our "FB" overnight.
Announce the collaboration. Set up a crowd funding platform.(assign "stock" based on the amount raised) Hire Patriots working in tech. Free Speech exists.
Imagine the amount of money patriots could raise for such a project. It'll be the biggest fuck you to cuckerberg and his commie friends.
BONUS SCENARIO : DJT puts up a multi-million dollar Buy-in into the company!
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Pedes I hear shots were fired into the chamber. ??? Can anyone confirm?
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