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The Rise of the Armchair Activist

By Sam Rawson

Kony 2012 (Image courtesy of Invisible Children)

If you’re on Facebook, Twitter or any other form of social media, than the chances are you’ve already heard about the Kony 2012 viral campaign that launched earlier this week. In less than 24 hours, the 29 minute documentary, produced by the non-profit organisation Invisible Children, received more than one hundred thousand views on Youtube. When I last checked, this number had already grown to over 52 million! To put it in perspective, that’s more than the entire population of South Africa.

The video documents the atrocities committed against civilians by the Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA), led by Joseph Kony, focusing mainly on the brutal abduction of children to be used as sex slaves and child soldiers. (The LRA was formed in Uganda in 1987 and has been active in Uganda, the DRC, the Central African Republic and South Sudan). It encourages people to ‘make Kony famous’ by taking part in a worldwide guerrilla marketing campaign, complete with posters, stickers, and garden signs. The overarching message: if everyone knows about him, the chances of him being ‘stopped’ are greater. (What exactly they mean by ‘stopped’ is never fully addressed.)

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Kisses from Katie

By Sam Rawson

Recently, I read “Kisses from Katie”, a book written by 23-year-old Katie Davis, an American girl who is now living in Uganda and mother to 14 Ugandan children.

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When first hearing of Katie’s story, the question that immediately popped into my mind was, “Is she crazy?” A young, single, homecoming queen from Brentwood, Tennessee, mothering 14 orphaned or abandoned girls in rural, pothole-riddled, poverty-stricken Uganda?

No husband to help get the kids up. No family down the road to call for help. No dishwasher. No washing machine. No well-staffed hospital or chemist around the corner. Basically, none of the conveniences that so many mothers from developed nations (with fewer than 14 kids) rely upon every day.

I was intrigued to find out just how she managed to bath, tickle, love, feed and nurture all these girls while so far from the support system of her family and friends. Not even one paragraph in and I discovered her secret. And it didn’t have anything to do with dishwashers or help on speed dial.

Her secret was simply Jesus. Every second of every day. Through homework, tears, sickness, potholes, and dinner time. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.

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