Black History – and ideas for black business
Basdeo questions Bharrat
After completing twenty-three years within this ‘paper and column, regulars would appreciate that I am not given to – or can’t manage – the more academic, more analytical/philosophical reviews and assessments, whilst discussing or exploring issues.
A strange car, the shop, the wedding house
-We’re 23 today!Strange how one can juxtapose seemingly oblique, or very unrelated events, personalities, reminiscences, when one vivid, even startling bit of drama unfolds.
A President of pardons and compassion?
Just one anniversary IdeaAgain disregarding my preference for staying away from certain “hot” issues that attract current national attention from the more qualified, I nevertheless, feel obliged to repeat my own perspectives on matters related to capital punishment.
-Dunbar, Hitler, Merkel, Europe
What follows, from paragraph two hereunder, are my recycled thoughts first published here more than three years ago. They merit timely repetition today because the Georgetown Municipality’s attempts to regularize or upgrade haphazard, even illegal vending, squatting, years-long violation of City by-laws have attracted quite a few self- righteous criticisms from the community or the “brigade” of vendors and their self-appointed representatives.
-Our vote, our voice - managing ourselves
During May-June last year they solemnly and spitefully promised to deliver what we – meaning all those not with them – seem to be receiving: A cheated-not-defeated/oppose-expose-depose parliamentary and political opposition.
Ole-time masquerade, other trivia
Well, well, well, do you realise that this December’s Christmas Season is the first one that young Guyanese, twenty three years and young, will spend not under a PPP government?
-Concerning Dr Thomas’ credibility
With a week to go before the ordained day, I know that many will be preoccupied, so today I spell brevity.
- Mr Farook, U.S. Citizen; Mr Hongbo, Guyanese Citizen
Okay my annual Yuletide lamentation is becoming, for me, as traditional as all the universal and (very) local activities and traditions now associated with this “joyous” Christians Festival being celebrated in December.
The motivation for these remarks comes from the stimulation I frequently get from the analyses and even advisories in some Sunday Stabroek editorials.
The Brigadier-Veteran, Ex-Cops, Retired Public Servants
The whole concept of the Guyana-brand of “junkies” is worth some additional study even though I suspect much has already been attempted with respect to this unwanted social phenomenon.
-That 1955 split, Cheddi, Ashton, Forbes
I invite readers, both my regulars and casual fans, to decide whether (all) the following is factual, true and an accurate record of a very recent war-room-type strategy meeting by executives of the opposition People’s Progressive Party (PPP), as they planned another round of responses to all the Granger government is doing right and doing wrong as they, the PPP, fights to stay relevant even necessary.
-Cheddi’s Red House – and the split
Ignoring my preference for avoiding immediate comment on issues of simmering significance, sometimes better left to others blessed with sharper intellects, wider experience and more analytical attributes, I, never-the-less, plunge into two conversations today.
- The NYPD in G.T., Our diaspora
Do I dare ask? How relevant is trade unionism in Guyana today? (I’ve just done so.)
Unnecessary question you say? Because if Guyana is supposed to be a modern democracy one element of that status is the right of workers to be represented by trade unions of their considered choice.
- Those wasted billions!
Today is to be among my briefest offerings. But hopefully, effectively terse and pointed.
And the observations and shared opinions and advisories which follow are substantially derived from the views of editorial print media writers of this past Sunday.
-Concerning some other ministers
Sixteen years ago I “approached” a young lady living in a section of West Ruimveldt in the Georgetown Capital. But because of the deplorable conditions of what passed for “roads” and pathways, I balked at accompanying her home.