Lead kindly Light
You see how things does happen? Ms. Mottley broadcast on the radio that: “I know we like to say that God is a Bajan, and I do believe that God is a Bajan…” Next thing we know, a big-up priest ups and tells the Bees that in the last election: “It was God’s vote. God chose you. God picked you. God elected you.”
I never hear about God voting in elections here before. And Verla may want to bring a case to the CCJ for outside interference influencing the result. Of course, if, as Mia says, He is a Bajan, then He had every right to vote.
I am not getting into that. But if Ms. Mottley is a God-appointed leader, she will need help interpreting even her own words as Daniel did for King Belshazzar or Joseph for Pharaoh. And those Cave Hill Chaldeans and political scientists should’ve explained certain inconsistencies long before now.
For instance, Ms Mottley has oft said: “Many hands make light work”. Yet she is sending home workers. On the face of it, that makes no sense, so what else could it mean?
In my interpretation, “light” here refers to the proverbial “light at the end of the tunnel” which we are hoping to see. The “hands” are the economists who are supposed to make the light work. So how many economists do you need to make a light work? I don’t know. According to one quote: “Given 1 000 economists, there will be ten theoretical economists with different theories on how to change the light bulb and 990 empirical economists labouring to determine which theory is the “correct” one, and everyone will still be in the dark”.
So don’t expect too much too soon. Owen Arthur and Dr. Delisle Worrell seem to be making sense but Bert has other ideas. Maybe we should add God as a consultant. He’s good at lights: A word on happiness. “The Gallup organisation”, quotes author Bill Bryson, “[says] 1957 was the happiest year ever recorded in the United States of America”.
Surprisingly, in the boom years that followed, happiness took a downward turn.
“People were wealthier than before, but life somehow didn’t seem as much fun… what had once been utterly delightful was now becoming very slightly, rather strangely unfulfilling. People were beginning to discover that joyous consumerism is a world of diminishing returns”.
There was now nothing much to do with their wealth but buy more and bigger versions of things they didn’t truly require . . . . “Work and buy” became the mantra for living.
Alas, we too, have fallen into the material consumerism trap. Cell phones, electronics, brand name clothes, the works. Can we rescue Barbados back from this stressful, high pressure, dog-eat-dog lifestyle to one where we rely more on our own resources, avoid spending so much foreign exchange and maybe even be happier? I don’t know.
But if Independence means anything at all, we have to break free of the foreign manipulators who have sucked us into a lifestyle we can’t afford and don’t need to afford.
Finally, this columnist has fought a lonely, one-man battle against CCJ membership. Swimming against the tide is no fun, but seeing how the EU bullies are punishing Britain for simply wanting to leave, he objects to having Barbadian affairs dictated by an external body from which there is no easy exit. For the record, he has consistently pointed out that countries way smaller than ourselves, like Monaco, have their own final appeals court.
He enjoins other West Indians to cooperate fully in trade and tourism, to help each other in times of disaster, but never to surrender their sovereignty. The peoples of Grenada, Antigua and Barbuda have spoken loud and clear. Nor were they alone in his opinion: God too, voted, No. For verily it is written: the voice of the people is the voice of God.