the Crocodile

Things have been busy over the last couple weeks, two trips back to back ( I thought I had retired) but not a problem. I love a challenge and if things proceed as planned then the trips would have been well worth it.
The last trip was actually to NYC, one of my most favorite destinations, and this time was no exception. The one thing that I got mixed up was that it was Thanksgiving. How in hell do you mix up Thanksgiving? Well I did and probably because it means nothing to me personally but it sure meant something to a lot of other people.
Like any large city on the globe NYC is great because of the voices on the streets. One would hear every language on earth including those with an American accent. At the hotel we stayed at we were greeted by a Trini from south, the housekeeping staff were all Spanish speaking, very few of the restaurants or stores that we visited were serviced by red blooded Americans. Of course the taxi drivers were all Middle Eastern. Makes you wonder if all those with the weird accents were expelled in the morning NYC would be a ghost town.
Yes we do have a favorite restaurant in the Big Apple and we did get a reserve and as luck would have it our server was French. After having lived in NYC for the past 30 yrs, Michel still has an accent. He listened to our accent and immediately asked where were we from. With our reply he blurted out 'V S Naipaul, the House of Mr Biswas'. Apparently he lived in Brooklyn as a new immigrant and his neighbors were all Trinidadians and in order to better his English he read Naipaul.
In a city of eleven million people what are the chances of meeting a 'Michel'. My life partner's experience was a store CSR also blurting out ' Ay ay, how dis white lady talking wid ah Trini accent? ' Amanda was from Guyana.

The world indeed is a very small place even though we might think that the rock is the only place that ever existed hence we are still on a steep learning curve thinking that no where else on the planet has gotten the politics right.

And why would I say that? Well, how about we start with the imbroglio with the second highest office on the rock, the Chief Justice. The first highest office has already been dealt with regarding housing allowances, the fashion police, signature wine at the official residence, major boufing for all and sundry by the current office holder and a series of maybe not so becoming behavior of a President.
Back to the CJ. The accusations of questionable behavior is now front page news and for the Office of the Chief Justice to simply say ' no comment' is not good enough. Especially where persons involved with the different issues have come forward and admitted to being part of the circle of 'bacchanalia'. Not one single individual in Officialdom is above the law nor above the reproach of the ordinary citizen.
How can a citizen of the rock go before a judge and feel for one second that they can receive a fair trial knowing that there is all kinds of stuff going on behind closed doors?
When will the Colonials leave our shores for good? This nonsense of the Honorable 'this' and the Honorable 'that' being above the law of natural justice whilst being compensated with taxpayers hard earned money is now over. Enough of the Colonial B/S. The rock is now a Republic and the time is now long overdue that we respect that.
They answer to us not the other way around! The President, the Chief Justice, the PMOTT all are to be respected and in turn we the people demand that same respect from them.
The PMOTT makes the most asinine remarks when asked about a riot in the Beetham. The people are rioting, innocent people's lives are being threatened by thugs, bandits from the area and the police are now waiting on media coverage to see who broke the law?  Based on yesterday's news the PMOTT should stick to the 'fashion runway'. At least being a 'runway model' one does not speak.
I have my own conspiracy theory about the Beetham economic zone, the illegal drug trade, the Government in office and the financiers of all political parties, why on a rock this size we have a murder rate of nearly 34 persons per 100,000, never a single seizure of guns and ammunition at sea - always at an abandoned lot with not one person being arrested, drug blocks operating within spitting distance of a police station and I can go on and on.

And now, how do we end on a high note? There is always something good happening on the rock. Today I experienced the best service in not one, but two, service areas. I absolutely love where I live but the officialdom gets me down. The people of the rock are good, decent, responsible people. Why do we attract the worst in the politics is beyond me.
Looking at the politics being played out in other countries I guess we could say we are middle of the road. Hey, they just replaced a leader in Zimbabwe with a guy nicknamed ' the Crocodile'.

Stay up rock! It will happen, one day!

Good night and good luck!