Skip to main content

'Mr Gentleman'








Well he did it, in a real Trini way. I guess 'by all means necessary' meant just that. Swim, paddle, tow and inside of a pirogue and finally landing like a great conqueror at Toco. He even brought along a banana tree to plant as a symbol or proof that he had been here. He did however make his point and he sure achieved his goal of being relevant for part of a day. Personally I thought it was brilliant, well maybe not the part about him asking how many views/likes on FB, but the fact that he showed how ridiculous the entire ferry service had become.
Next week there will be a sitting of a Joint Select Committee of the Parliament to deal with the issue. I can only assume that a lot of information will be put out into the public domain and all appearing before the committee will have a chance to give their side of the story. I certainly will have my own side.

A new person is sworn in as a Minister of Government and at the same time appointed as a Government Senator. PMOTT's prerogative! How in God's name could you as the person being appointed fail to inform the PMOTT that you were also a citizen of another country. That tells me that you are not a very bright person. You knew that you were a citizen of another country yet you are swearing an oath pledging allegiance to Trinidad and Tobago? Not for one minute did you think that you were deceiving the PMOTT, the President and worse the entire country?
I am sorry this guy, this blunderer, cannot be sworn into any public office ever! The PMOTT's office must be held responsible for the error and someone should be sent packing. These are the mistakes and downright missteps that create the problems in our country. No one is ever held accountable. So the Mr Gentleman lied on taking his oath of office, what is it that we can look forward to if for some crazy reason the PMOTT goes ahead, has the guy work his 'simidimi', and he is reappointed. There is already a history of reappointments with this administration.
I guess if the Mr Gentleman is reinstated then we might very well see another public showing of a protest this time by 'oath' and not 'boat'.

The issue of money, cash money, is very worrying. The PMOTT makes a chilling statement to the effect that the country has literally run out of money. The payment of salaries to public service employees is now a serious problem as the receipts by the Central Government is not in keeping with the drawdown. The trade union movement met with the PMOTT and all of a sudden things have gone quiet. So what is the deal, is there a freeze on all public service employee emoluments? Is there a shrinking of the public service work force? We the lowly taxpayer would like to know what is happening with our economy and how does the PMOTT intend dealing with this very serious economic situation.
When one looks at the recent blunders, missteps and questionable dealings one must ask what is going on? Since the Mr Gentleman is so bright, running a bank in a foreign country, even though he forgot who he was, maybe he should be running the finances? But then what would the real 'patron' do?

We are celebrating 55 yrs of Independence on Thursday and I still remember the days in and around that time. Standing on O'Meara Rd in Arima waving my little paper T&T flag as the Princess drove by. We also had a bun and parlour juice. OK, 55 yrs have gone and we need, yes, you guessed right, a new contract with the people.
I will be out and about watching the parade on Tragarete Rd, backhoes and chiller trucks and great marching band music. Cannot wait for the ole talk!

People we live in the absolute best country in the world, needs a little work!

Good night and good luck!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Peace and quiet

When you hear the words 'perfect' or 'the best' it makes you feel like a million dollars. Human nature is weird, a simple compliment can turn a whole story into a week of joy! And, yes, I am speaking about the Sunday night popcorn! Apparently, tonight was exceptional. I hope the rest of the week translates into 'perfect'. The horrible news of the deaths of two cyclists over the weekend came as a real shock. We both know a number of people who cycle for good weekend sport and to hear of Joe Brown being killed in an accident was truly heart-rending. When we heard of the accident we started to think of all the people we know who cycle and just hoped it might be somebody we did not know. Is this how it works, you hope that it's not someone you know, what about all the people who actually know the person? Truly a sad day! RIP Joe and Joanna! The issue of cycling and motorists is one that every country I am sure goes through. Is it that the main roads are for...

slug patrol

Time is an illusion!. Albert Einstein, and he should know. Today is already the 1st of March and it seems that we are hurtling through our galaxy at warp speed heading somewhere. The first Carnival Band launch will be in five months, parang music in eight,   and then the whole cycle begins again. This weekend is Pagwa  or the festival of Holi aka the festival of colours. Thousands of Hindus and citizens alike on the Rock will participate in this wonderful, happy ritual of spraying 'abeer' on each other in true friendship. Like many religious festivals it always has something to do with good over evil. Maybe we should declare this entire year the year of Holi and allow the good to take over and remove the evil.            I cannot fathom what is happening on the Rock with the PMOTT appointing a twice sworn -in and twice subsequently removed Minister. This time it came as a thief in the night, even though they really surface that way ...

collapsed

One of the great things about living on the rock is one is subject to all kinds of natural phenomenon. I know we don't get snow, no, we leave the good parts out for the Canadiens and even those living in northern Florida. We have rain, sun, hurricanes (every so many years), mud volcanos, an entire lake of asphalt, salt ponds, 100% humidity and earthquakes. This morning at 2.27 nature did not disappoint, I first heard the rumbling, thought what the hell is wrong with the #$%^&& air conditioner and then the lovely roll started, the creaking of stuff in the room and then she was gone. I have two Rock earthquake stories, not that earthquakes are funny. In Arima where I grew up in the 'boys room' there was a set of barbells under the bed, under my bed, and loose barbells make the loudest sound when rattled by an earthquake. Motto, go to a gym if you live in an earthquake prone area. Guyana has very few earthquakes that are actually felt. Years ago I read where a fam...