A Tribute to Shaka Ssali: The Legend Who Inspired Me & Generations

By Joshua Kyalimpa 

In the year 2000, as a young, ambitious journalist with a burning passion for uncovering the truth, I embarked on an exciting journey that would shape my career in unimaginable ways. I had participated in the World Bank’s Development Marketplace of Ideas, a global competition seeking groundbreaking proposals. To my delight, my proposal, titled Booster Dose to Anti-Corruption Efforts in Uganda, was selected among the best from over 20,000 entries worldwide. The invitation to present at the World Bank in Washington, D.C., was a dream come true.

But there was one problem—I had never traveled outside Uganda before. No family ties, no connections, and no guiding hand awaited me in this foreign land. The only name I could think of was one that had inspired me from afar—Shaka Ssali. The veteran journalist whose powerful voice had echoed across Africa, giving voice to the voiceless, challenging authority, and holding the powerful accountable.

Through a friend, I obtained his contact. In those days before WhatsApp and easy international communication, a phone call or an email was the only hope. With a nervous heart, I called him, uncertain of what to expect. But to my amazement, the response I received was not from a distant TV personality but from a brother, a mentor, and a warm-hearted Ugandan at heart.

“Ndugu, I have listened to your programs on the radio. I’m happy to welcome you to D.C. Just tell me when you arrive, and I will pick you up at the airport. I stay not far from Washington Dulles International Airport.”

True to his word, Shaka was there when I landed. Not only did he pick me up, but he also took me straight to a supermarket, ensuring I had everything I needed. When I hesitated to pick anything for fear of overstepping, he simply smiled and assured me, “My job is to take care of you, Ndugu.”

That night, in his spacious yet modest Washington home, he personally prepared dinner, refusing to let me lift a finger. As I watched him cook and later clean up, I was struck by his humility. This was a man whose voice commanded respect across continents, yet here he was, embodying the values of generosity and simplicity.

Years later, when I became President of the Uganda Journalists Association, I had the privilege of hosting Shaka for a media dialogue in Kampala, sponsored by the U.S. Embassy. The security detail and the deep respect he commanded confirmed what I had always known—Shaka Ssali was far greater than he ever let on. He was a giant, not because of titles or accolades, but because of his unwavering commitment to truth and his love for people.

Shaka Ssali was more than a journalist. He was a bridge between Africa and the world, a beacon of hope, and a testament to the power of journalism done right. His legacy will live on in the countless journalists he mentored, the truths he uncovered, and the lives he touched.

Rest in power, Ndugu. Keep holding that microphone in the heavens.