It does seem that Idi Amin has died and no one mourns. I suspect there are a few that do, but no one admits such publicly. It could solely be that one guy who hated his wife so much he whacked her and then invited Idi over for dinner to rid himself of the evidence. Surely someone has something good to remember about Idi Amin. I can say on his behalf that the only thing I absolutely know about the entire country of Uganda, other than it is in Africa, is that it was once ruled by Idi Amin. The guy is dead, they long pulled his statues to the ground, and he can't hear all the hateful things people are saying about him. I guess you can say what you want, can't you? Just think, though, that although all the things being said about him are bad, there are likely more people who have something to say about him than will have anything to say about you when you die. It may just be that being infamous is a step above being just famous. That is something, isn't it?
Posted by Tiger at August 16, 2003 01:59 PM | TrackBackI remember a line from a book once: "Notoriety wasn't as good as fame, but it was heaps better than obscurity."
Posted by: Drumwaster at August 17, 2003 05:37 PM