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Bobi Wine, a musician running for president, was standing on the front porch and a preacher was anointing him with a bottle of olive oil. This is the fourth week of the Ugandan election campaign, and he needs all the Official Easily Distracted By Jazz And Wine Poster hot Shirt help he can get. The wine then turned to supporters in his garden. “They come with bombs and tear gas, but we come to God,” he sang in Luganda, punching the air. “Even David beat Goliath because he believed in God.”

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Wine (real name Kyagulanyi Ssentamu Robert) describes himself as David in this story; Goliath is Yoweri Museveni, president since 1986. And until now, Wine says, the journey “is hell”. In Hoima, the police and the military surrounded his hotel, blocking a scheduled radio show. At Migyeera, he slept in his car because he claimed, the Official Easily Distracted By Jazz And Wine Poster hot Shirt police had asked hotels not to let him in. In Luuka, he was arrested for violating Covid-19’s restrictions, sparking nationwide protests in which the state shot and killed many people.

It is December 1, a Tuesday, and Wine reappears with an entourage of old friends. Dan Magic, his music producer. Eddie Mutwe, his boxer bodyguard. Francis Zaake, a 29-year-old congressman, was on crutches after being beaten by police. There are also fans. A group of young women wearing red robes tells stories of struggles as domestic workers in Saudi Arabia. “[Wine] was in the slums,” said one. “He knows the life below.”

And as Wine departed, waving from his sunroof, it was “the people below”, about balance, who lined up on the streets to greet him. They screamed from the shops and ran through banana gardens. The men broke the branches to wave their hands in greeting. Mothers hold babies with one hand and punch the air with the other. A group of students dashed out of their classroom and stared at the convoy in amazement.

After two hours Wine arrived in Kayunga, the town where he was going to settle the first protest of the day. Suddenly there was tear gas everywhere. The wine is bent forward, the cough is dry. A car has stopped, white gas is rolling from an open window. The young man ran away among the houses that were roofed with corrugated iron, frantically passed the panicked chickens. Then they ran again, cheering loudly as before.
The procession was now on the reverse, past the startled villages in a cloud of dust. The wine was trying to get back to the highway, but the police truck was blocking his way. He started walking, then jumped on the back of a motorbike. The police quickly let the car pass.

Wine, back to his car, to town. More delirium. Add tear gas. He stopped to interrogate the police. Then there was a loud explosion and a cloud of smoke as a tear gas grenade exploded behind him. Police will then claim that it was thrown by one of Wine’s associates, despite the opposite video evidence. Dan Magic was hit by bullets in the Official Easily Distracted By Jazz And Wine Poster hot Shirt mouth, with rubber bullets or debris from the explosion; Wine got into the ambulance next to him. A policeman assigned to accompany the candidate was also injured.

They drove to a nearby medical center, where police shot down the street to clear the crowd. On the benches outside, the patients waiting cowered in fear; a mother pulled her daughter closer. Wine, the dusty frayed hair, was clearly painful for Dan Magic. “His face was broken and teeth came out,” he said, as doctors were bustling behind him. “They are targeting our lives.”

But Wine continued. His target now is Jinja, the city at the source of the Nile. Processions are under construction: motorbikes and cruisers and police pickup trucks and communication trucks, which run along both lanes. There was a man sitting on the roof of the car on a kayak with a beer in his hand. There was a man lying motionless on the tarmac after an accident, a bicycle in a ditch.