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It wasn't me

After an enjoyable time in Europe recently and then a couple days in England, looking at what happened in Manchester and then last night in London really tells you that we live in one crazy mixed up world. In Manila, in Kabul the carnage continues. Buses being blown up, stadiums under attack, crowded market places anywhere the most damage can be done. Even though the attacks continue, despite the intelligence and surveillance by the various agencies, the speed at which others are arrested and detained amazes me. Apparently it takes approximately 30 officers to keep track of one suspect. The resources required are substantial but the various governments understand that the protection and safety of the citizens is paramount.
Our garbage can bomber has never been identified.

The fun in the sun and rain continues, we wake up in the morning and spend the day happily going about our business assuming that all is well. I guess just like the unsuspecting persons in London last night.
The problem is how can we for one moment think that all is well? Not when it is revealed that the DNA Act is just that, an Act. Nothing has been done for the past [5] years since the Act was passed. No DNA samples have been taken from anyone as identified under the Act. Deportees, suspects, detainee or accused. Worse, no reason is given for the failure to discharge this responsibility. An article in today's Express goes into detail identifying the findings of a Joint Select Cmt on National Security. 
Once again, the 1962 Colonial Office still exists with the Chief Personnel Officer, charged with staffing the Forensic Science Center, failing to do so and that's OK. It is OK not to put the necessary things in place to ensure the safety and security of our citizens. It is OK to do nothing and when it hits the fan everybody sticks their finger in their ears and claims 'it wasn't me'. 

Exactly like what is happening in the Judiciary, the entire system is in disarray, turned upside down by incompetent fools and you hear them whistling '... it wasn't me...' whilst sipping a 'Cockspur'.
In October, 2016 it was reported that photos of two children, purportedly the children of the Attorney General, were circulating showing them handling automatic weapons. After denials, who took the photos, age limits on handling weaponry, the identity of the children, who let them onto a shooting range, who authorized what, which parent, inquiry, questions in the Parliament, hours and hours and hours of officialdom time and money we finally, after eight long months, hear that a now retired Brigadier was the person behind the entire episode.
How very convenient, the now retired Brig I would assume will continue to 'draw pay' so there is no issue here, he cannot be dismissed because he is no longer in office and as usual in the land of sun, fun and rain everybody goes home happy campers. 
The Tobago ferry service disaster continues. It would seem that from Mason Hall to Port of Spain this is not an issue. It would seem that those persons who are responsible for the disaster are just not inclined to get it fixed with alacrity [this is the newest word being used by those in office]. The ruling party, the THA seemed to be seriously unconcerned about the disastrous effect this lack of a ferry service is having on the population and the economy, both in Trinidad and more so Tobago. I guess if it does not affect me directly then it is not so. Like Morvant not having water for weeks and the MP for the area blaming the opposition party.
Again, the mood of the people is reflecting a real desire to spin the 'sea and sun, rum and fun' politics on its head. The people of T&T are under strain, they are being affected by the happenings in their everyday life, like the 53 persons on remand having to have their cases started from scratch, the Tobago ferries, the bligh 'Mr Alacrity' got with the Cumuto affair, roaming and romping and all else.
We will survive but the next time we go to the polls it must be with a true vision as to how we govern ourselves.

Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
An' if I stay it will be double
So come on let me know.
- The Clash - 1981

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