Welcome back from the naughty corner

To the people of Uganda — welcome back from the naughty corner, Internet shutdown.

Not fully free, not fully connected, but at least allowed to peek outside. We were grounded. We didn’t agree with it. We complained. We checked the Wi-Fi like it had personally betrayed us. But somehow… we survived.

Let’s be clear before anyone misreads the tone: the shutdown was not funny. For many people, it disrupted livelihoods, cut off communication, and amplified uncertainty during an already tense moment. That reality matters and shouldn’t be brushed aside with jokes and emojis.

But here’s the uncomfortable truth we don’t talk about enough.

When the internet went quiet, some of us were forced into a pause we had been postponing for years. Not because we wanted to log off — but because we had no choice.

At first, the silence was unbearable. Fingers still twitched toward apps that refused to load. WhatsApp groups stared back at us, lifeless. The refresh reflex kicked in, hard. And that’s when it hit us: we didn’t know how dependent we’d become on constant connection.

Slowly, something shifted.

Meals were eaten without scrolling. Conversations stretched longer than three sentences. Radio and TV stations made a dramatic comeback. Some people slept earlier. Others discovered they could sit with their thoughts without immediately numbing them with timelines, memes, and breaking news that was neither breaking nor new. Also, a basic text message to the UK cost me 600 Ugandan shillings. Ouch.

It wasn’t magical. It was awkward. It was boring. It was revealing.

Because in that quiet, many of us noticed how exhausted we’ve been. How constantly connected we are. How rarely we allow ourselves to simply exist without consuming, reacting, or performing online.

This isn’t applause for the internet shutdown. Access to the internet is a right. Connectivity matters — especially during elections and moments that require transparency. No one should be forced offline to learn balance.

But the experience did expose something we avoid admitting.

And here’s where this quietly becomes a cybersecurity conversation.

Because the same habits that had us refreshing empty screens

are the habits scammers, misinformation, and panic thrive on.

Constant urgency.

No pause.

No space to think.

If we struggle to sit with silence,

we’ll struggle even more when fear, pressure, or “act now” messages show up.

That’s why moments like this matter.

They reveal not just how connected we are —

but how prepared we are.

Cybersecurity isn’t just something we deploy.

It’s something we practice.

Something we raise.

So welcome back from the naughty corner, internet shutdown.

And maybe — just maybe — we don’t need to reload every habit we paused…

especially those of us who stayed put, skipped the VPN gymnastics, and lived.

Let’s not wait to be disconnected to remember how to disconnect.

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