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'who the cap fits'

There is something about listening to Bob Marley that puts you in a place to keep you peaceful and calm, ready to deal with all that is thrown at you. The last track tonight is 'Crazy Baldheads' with its chant ' chase those crazy baldheads out of town.' A fitting refrain to deal with the nonsense of T&T.

Is it that the MP who has just been fired, for the second time, as a Cabinet Minister is now going to resign as the MP for Port of Spain South? You cannot be fired for mis-behavior in public office, fraternizing with criminal gangs, breaching all levels of security at the highest level and walk away as though nothing happened. Making the excuse that we are 'Sea Lots' and therefore all is well is just not good enough. Trinidad and Tobago is not 'Sea Lots,' T&T is made up of solid, hard working families who are not persons of interest by the police.
The MP for Port of Spain South must do the right thing and resign as the parliamentary representative for the people. The ruling party must not accept her nomination as the candidate for a bi-election, this must be the end of her political career.
And what of the security at the Presidents Office? How many times have we as citizens been pushed off the road by the President's entourage with screaming sirens, only to discover that as a person of interest by the police that you can actually get your picture taken with the said President in his own office? A bunch of jokers, that is the only way to describe the farce taken as security in this 'Destination Unknown.' Obviously this so called person of interest was not under surveillance as we speak.

The issue of the MP for Port of Spain South creates a whole new question as to crime in the Republic. When the ordinary citizen sees criminal activity being part of their daily lives and they cannot understand why is this happening only to realize that their MP is part of the deal. Is this the reason why drug blocks around the corner from Police Stations are allowed to operate, Maraval and Crown Pt being perfect examples? Is this why in the sleepy village of Las Cuevas the police can state that the drug gang from the village is responsible for a particular situation? Do you know the population of Las Cuevas? What BS is this?
This issue of the MP walking with a person of interest to the police to her swearing in is far more serious than her just having an error of judgement. It shows that the Ag CoP is clueless, is a complete idiot, has no right in the position and should be removed as the MP has been removed.

Canada is celebrating its 150 years of Independence from Britain. I don't know why this infatuation with Britain but each to their own. What I like is 'Canada Day.' Once again I propose we celebrate 'T&T Day' and do away with all ethnic recognition. We all arrived and all contributed, why is it that we cannot all be recognized as the builders of the nation?

One of the basic tenets of governance must be that you cannot protect your own. As Bob would say 'who the cap fits'.

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