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Ministers, presidential advisers should come to the ghetto
Dear Editor,
When the coalition took office there was great expectation among supporters and even non supporters, who recognized a change had come. They longed to meet those ministers of government and presidential advisors in their communities to share their hopes, dreams and aspirations for the promised good life. They should walk the streets of those villages to see the degradation of the social amenities and playfields which are overgrown with bushes. But unemployed frustrated young people are asking the question where are the ministers and advisors to the President? What advice are they offering to President David Granger? When will they come to the ghetto to meet the people and discuss their problems? They have separated themselves and held themselves aloof, which is a recipe for political disaster.
I remember those days when President Linden Forbes Sampson Burnham and his ministers held regular town hall meetings to feel the pulse of the people. Let the campaigning begin now; let the young people know where they can go to be trained to be employable, especially those who are without academic qualifications and are unskilled. They want to know in their situation how they can acquire house lots. They dream of better days, but now, to many today it seems an elusive dream.
The government should not leave the people guessing; let them be aware of the programmes and policies because only then can they begin to play their roles ‒ and we all have roles to play in national development. We should not be taken for granted; President Granger is doing his best, but he needs the commitment and dedication of his ministers and advisors to ensure the good life.
Yours faithfully, Ras Aaron Blackman Field Marshall still prances around as though he is in the uniform of commander-in-chief. Some are slow learners; that one is not missed by any save for sycophants, dividers, and milk drinkers of the worst sort. He is not missed in the least.
There are some others no longer on the political scene similarly not missed. I do not mean the chaps who took the cash and ran; word is that some documents ran with them. What I do regret is that the opportunity was missed to offer them some prime state-owned real estate for accommodation with free clothing thrown in for good measure. Well, they can run, but they cannot hide. Here come the special prosecutors.
Then there are those who are present but might as well announce publicly their MIA status for the scantiness of the contributions they deliver. Nestled in the pantheon of the pathetic are those lost in the parliamentary maze and reduced to that time honoured Guyanese pastime of heckling to disguise their bumbling and stumbling. Nobody is fooled. From where do they get these people?
Incidentally, it came to my attention that a handful of these so-called legislators had occasion to both refer to and quote me (yes, me of all people) from the printed media record during the 2017 budget debate. Clearly, these guys are too lazy and mentally encumbered to do their own heavy lifting. There could have been some copyright violations, but there is no challenge, as I count this as part of my ongoing public service to render a helping hand (letters) to those devoid of the acumen, industry, and sagacity to construct their own arguments and fight their own battles with their own instruments. Still, I feel somewhat tarnished that three of them found it necessary to call my name. How in this country so many of these remain for so long is a mystery to me.
The final instance on which I comment has to be about that fellow who must be missing something. I am astounded that anyone can be so limited and so naïve to believe that that Gecom appointment could be resolved by voluminous offerings in the media as to the merits of their position, when case law and precedent are meaningless in political junkyard dogfights. And this is what that is. It is a matter better polled in the rum-shops and marketplaces, for those are the places where the real people of this country live. Nobody is moved or impressed, though there could be some who are amused. Just check with the Head-of-State. The posturing and ranting are nice, but not necessary. I suggest a recess for counsel in honest private practice. He will not be missed.
Yours faithfully,