On the evening of December 14th, we got the news that our colleague Honourable Cerinah Nebanda had just died and was lying in one of the private hospitals here in Kampala. I was among the first members of parliament to get this information. I rushed to the clinic and confirmed that she had died. Since then, we have been trying to find out what caused her sudden death.
The day before her death, the president held a special address to parliament. He said that the health sector in Uganda had improved, and there were enough drugs in health facilities. Nebanda said that was not true: in her own constituency, there were no medicines. The president had promised to organize a trip so they could together inspect the health facilities in her district, especially those affecting her own people in the district.
Nebanda was a vocal, outstanding, courageous and fearless MP. She would confront everybody, including the president, if she was convinced that the position they took was not in the interest of the people.
Nebanda was healthy. Even on the morning she died, she had been to parliament. So something happened within a short span of time, and it caused her death. We thought that, being a high-profile person and an outspoken politician, she had maybe been poisoned. Everybody thought there could have been foul play.
That’s why we immediately gathered at hospital. We agreed with police, that the family would bring in a pathologist and that the government would bring in a pathologist to try to establish cause of death. But later on, the police behaved quite strangely and said that observers like me should not be part of the process. This raised a lot of suspicion within the public arena.
When the pathologist nominated by parliament and Nebanda’s family was about to board a plane to South Africa, police arrested him. Samples were forcefully removed from his bag. Some of us who were part of this process were later arrested, accused of stealing the body parts of a human being, and arraigned before courts of law.
As I was travelling to my constituency on Christmas Eve, I encountered a road block that had been mounted to look for me. The police said they had instructions from the powers above to stop me and bring me back to Kampala. When I asked why, they said they didn’t know, but had been so instructed.
I was brought to a police station in Kampala, and spent five days in the cells, although our constitution clearly states that a suspect should not be held for more than 48 hours.
The police had already announced before we entered the post-mortem room that Nebanda had died of an overdose of narcotic drugs and alcohol. We question how they can make such a conclusion even before the body was opened.
Our clarification to the public – that we should wait for a laboratory analysis of the samples – probably annoyed the police, who wanted the people to believe she had died of an overdose.
However, it is still an option that Nebanda has been poisoned.
Maybe the attempt has been to subdue MPs, and make them fear being critical in the debate. But I don’t think it will achieve that desired result. If anything, MPs are going to be even more energized and more vocal, more critical, outspoken, independent-minded and objective in the debate.
Threats, arrests, even attempts to kill people – they cannot weaken me. Never.