In my 50 years of struggle and 32 years in the media, I have been called nasty, vulgar, defaming things that I expected from sick minds once you decided to face the public with the extreme, unshakeable willingness to define your beliefs and your extreme, dedicated refusal to let other people dictate your narrative, define your life for you and shape the way you see philosophy, nature and the world.
It is a sad human who allows society and the world to do that to them. As for me, I really don’t care if I look through my car window and see you laughing at me. I will not even for a fraction of a second become curious as to why you would do so. I don’t care and never will. I am not bothered even for a tiny fraction of a moment what others think of me.
I was in a paroxysm of laughter for a long period when Henry Jeffrey described me as a Trumpian narcissist. I thought he would have said I am a poor academic, a poor columnist, a superficial activist. Or he could have got personal like the PNC youth leader Jermaine Figueira. He wrote that I have a disheveled appearance.
I hope Figueira’s so-called, neat external appearance is matched by a neat internal appearance, but I doubt it. I hope Figueira’ s lust to look like Denzel Washington does not catapult him into the kind of person Burt Bacharach wrote about in the hit song of Dionne Warwick, “Do You Know to San Jose.” Here is the relevant part of the song Figueira should pay attention to:
“In a week, maybe two, they’ll make you a star,
weeks turn into years. How quick they pass,
and all the stars that never were
are parking cars and pumping gas.”
Figueira’s party has lost the 2020 election. I am sure with the loss of resources that Denzel Washington look may take a beating. I may very well drive up to Linden one day and see him pumping gas. But back to Jeffrey. Of all things that Jeffrey could have used against me, he chose to paint me as a Trumpian narcissist. What an irony! A narcissist, especially a Trumpian one, by nature projects his personality and preserves that projection as a life and death goal.
The only things I project in Guyana are my little black dog that is the most beautiful thing in the world and my Kaieteur News column. I don’t socialize. I eschew any kind of gathering. No one in this country can say they have seen me at this or that function. I don’t have a smart phone, a smart TV, a laptop, a Facebook account. I never participated in social media. Which part of my existence conforms to Trumpian narcissism?
It is the very Jeffrey who is a Trumpian narcissist. In a matter of months, he has projected his personality onto the stage by forming a political party, ANUG, contesting the national election, and in a weird psychic display of narcissism is now adumbrating that the 2020 election was characterized by intentional rigging by the PPP, that the existence of any kind of anomalies, even if it is one or a hundred, calls into question the validity of the election.
Jeffrey is now singing from the songbook of the party he was born into – the PNC. I have always considered Jeffrey the most consummate political grasshopper Guyana produced. He joined the dictatorship of Forbes Burnham as a young man and became a propagandist for the regime, heading Burnham ideological college at Kuru Kuru.
After Hoyte de-burnhamized the PNC, he fell out with Hoyte and joined the PPP. He became a senior PPP minister from 1992 to 2009 when he was removed by President Jagdeo. He was assigned the role of Ambassador to Suriname but a quarrel over salary derailed that status. In 2015, he joined APNU and spoke on their platform. I recall listening to him at the Stabroek Market Square. I thought he was trying to emulate his hero, Burnham.
In 2019, Jeffrey and Ralph Ramkarran founded ANUG. The party contested the election but Jeffrey could not have stood as PM candidate because of his English connection. ANUG produced the dynamic PM in attorney, Timothy Jonas, who in charismatic ways exposed what Mingo, Roxanne Myers, Lowenfield and Claudette Singh and APNU+AFC are doing. Then Jeffrey did his grasshopper thing again. He wrote that the 2020 election could not have ended legitimately because of the bloated list. He has now concluded in his writing last week that the bloated list has vitiated the election. This man calls me a Trumpian narcissist. Really Henry?
(The views expressed in this article are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the opinions of this newspaper.)
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