I think that this country needs to lighten up and try smiling a little. With no one else around capable, other than one cartoonist, I have assigned the heavy responsibility to myself. It has a lot to do with that statement from the esteemed chairlady of the accused, vilified, and battered beyond recognition national entity named GECOM. She is reported to have said, “he who asserts must prove.”
The media outlets went to town and had a field day with that one, as that was the trumpeting page one caption of quite a few of the more respectable ones; those that are still so recognized and hailed. Like I said, we need something to introduce some humour and laughter in these brutalized parts. But make no mistake: the chair was dead serious. It was good to see her come out swinging and aiming for the chin. Or was it, may I say, a little below the belt buckle in the instance of the exuberant Mr. Gunraj, PPP lead vocalist?
Before moving on, I have to take issue with the honourable chairwoman: prove? Since when has anybody in this country stepped forward with anything resembling proof on anything? Surely, she should know that this is why there are so many social felons, political self-enrichers, and public service professionals have made out like bandits. Why does she think (Guyana too) that there are so many unsolved crimes and cold cases? I now understand why the dratted elections recount is taking so long. Proof! Sorry, ma’am, Not happening here, so don’t hold breath.
After being pounded into near submission and made to cower on the ropes with defensive elbows held high, it is refreshing to see the embattled chairwoman come out of the shadows like a raging, ahem, spitfire. Discretion made me pass up on a particular creature of wild feline variety. Not me! I aint messin wid dah laydee and dem peeeple. Or as one of those long-ago calypsonians confessed, “I ain’t ridin pun dat.”. A man has got to know his limitations is the hard lesson I remember all too well from Clint Eastwood during his Dirty Harry Era of vigilantism.
And political and electoral vigilantisms were exactly what the chair and her team had been subjected to first, and then battered into a near unrecognizable pulp first by the mighty PPP and its finely tuned and sweetly purring (depends on who is listening) machinery of attack dogs straining at the leash to please a demanding and unforgiving master. Then, it was the turn of the so-called civil society people, who laced into chair, chiefs, and the assembled bottle-washers with one uncivil fusillade after another. According to the high caste penthouse people, those assembled bottle-washers were there for one purpose only, which was a word beginning with an ‘r’ and ending in ‘ING.’. The wiser in the midst could spend the rest of the year trying to figure that one out. I cannot recall (and I am not hedging) more pungent and barbaric attacks in all my years on anybody, including child molesters and serial murderers. And given the laps I have travelled, that is many multiples of the years compiled by the losers and assorted political lowlifes around here. One would think that families had been attacked and honour besmirched. This politics of ours does make men mad. As to the already mad, I do my best imitation of the chair when under siege: I am operating under a self-imposed gag order.
It was expected that the opposition and its army of handpicked guerilla fighters (anybody who thinks that anything else is taught at Patrice L University is dafter than should be allowed) would be the only ones doing the dirty jobs, such as stooping low to: 1) attack women, who were not defending themselves; 2) send into early retirement a certain Returning Officer, whose name rhymes with dingo (that would be the Australian wild dog, for the untutored nearby); and 3) lambaste anonymous junior staff people at GECOM trying to make an honest living. Honest living? At GECOM? Now, who is the one who should be certified and put away?
Well, I was wrong, because abomination upon abomination, now the coalition has risen from out of the dark deep sea to deliver one foray after another at the barricaded and, for all intents and purposes, locked down GECOM. Talk about piling on! As Eddie Hooper would have moaned, or is it taunted, where are your friends now? From all appearances, GECOM does not have any friends anymore. It is on its own.
Now to return to earth and the serious stuff, the president himself had said: Let GECOM do its work. Apparently, the memo did not reach his key people, who clenched upraised fists (looks like that old Black Power salute, if you ask me) and let the poor people over there have it smack in the kisser. The coalition people must have been too busily occupied with what the PPP people feared they were doing. That is, fixing things underground.
Oh well, it is precisely this kind of country that I had in mind when I left the good ole USA. Now I get to celebrate Memorial Day on Monday, and Independence Day for the rest of May. Great country, this one is.
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