The American “Solidarity Forever” trade union battle song was meant to say it all: in unity there is working-class strength; strength to negotiate workers’ rights even though there should be no need to have to “bargain” for just rewards.
Perhaps a little research can reveal if we – less than a million of us – really boast, proportionally, too many national holidays.
Crime – as trade and profession Just the briefest of my own grass-roots, man–in-the-street brand of “philosophising” about the implications of the behaviours now being exhibited by some “new” personalities in high places.
-Primo passes pellets Most of you will bear with me and this short sharp blast on my own personal trumpet.
Any of you ever heard how Forbes Burnham inveigled Barrister-at-law Desmond Hoyte to join him and the PNC in sophisticated, but activist party politics?
Emanating from my brief paid-up membership but years-long support of and for the People’s National Congress (PNC) – 1973 to around 1996 – I was one under–35 who admired Leader Forbes Burnham and wondered about the brash, ubiquitous, once-powerful Deputy, Hamilton Green.
– Remembering Thomas Didymus Thick, fast and sustained the comments, criticisms, suggestions flow via the media, recreational spots, “workshops” and from government and opposition.
This land is my land. Whose? You would be right to suspect, even conclude; that I like to explore definitions and meanings in my old dictionaries.
Greetings! As I hereby present one of my very brief – and rather escapist – pieces today.
– truth and healing The Special (?) Organised Crime Unit, the State Assets Recovery (?) Unit, the Financial Intelligence (?) Unit, The Customs Anti-Narcotic Unit, the Investigative Arms of our National Revenue Authority, the newer “units” and departments under the Police, especially Mr Blanhum’s Criminal Investigation Department CID- all the above, before and after the APNU+AFC installation in the corridors of authority, power and responsibility, were/are meant to secure us, taxpayers and law-abiding citizens, from those who pilfer(ed) our Public Purse.
Here are some relevant definitions from one of my old-time dictionaries. (Are dictionaries still in use by the dot-com generation?) “Jubilee” – a” fiftieth (50th) anniversary.” “A season or occasion of/for celebration.” “Golden Years” – the advanced years in a life-time.” “Golden-Ager” an elderly and often retired person (usually engaging in club activities.”) “Golden” Wedding Anniversary –
See how brief I can be today. As I comment on America’s DEA.
If there is any society on our planet that is absolutely, perfectly classless, I have not yet been convinced about its existence.
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.
-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.
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.
What follows, from paragraph two hereunder, are my recycled thoughts first published here more than three years ago.
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.
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?
With a week to go before the ordained day, I know that many will be preoccupied, so today I spell brevity.
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 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.
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.
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.
Do I dare ask? How relevant is trade unionism in Guyana today? (I’ve just done so.) Unnecessary question you say?
Today is to be among my briefest offerings. But hopefully, effectively terse and pointed.
Sixteen years ago I “approached” a young lady living in a section of West Ruimveldt in the Georgetown Capital.
The virtually-premature ministerial salary increase generosity aside, I share my thoughts on issues of authority, power, humility in fair-minded service and political personality changes.
Three “trivially significant” and introductory points: Public Servant above refer to workers employed by the Government via numerous entities.
Escapist-like, today I veer away from all those current issues of national significance, which too often tend to be stressful, provocative or controversial.
(but did she disappoint him?) In my earlier life, or a phase thereof, both as a young professional and a more activist political Party member, I was obliged to attend most, if not all, of the Congresses and General Council gatherings of the “paramount” People’s National Congress (PNC) – my party of choice.
Here I go today venturing into an issue of “uncharted waters” for me.
I don’t mean that the “professional”, recidivist criminals are actually choosing law school to qualify themselves as attorneys.
I had given myself up to this month end/weekend to feel free to criticize harshly but constructively, the still “new” May 2015- Granger Administration.
The dissatisfaction, expressed publicly, by the former Alliance For Change Berbician activist and one line in a recent Stabroek editorial have given rise to the following comments today.
Today I’ll appeal to even my regular readers – as well as the curious casuals – to bear with this brief Sunday–School/Bible –lesson– like “lesson” intended to capture the element of the concepts implicit in my wordy lead caption.
What manner of “human” cracks an old lady’s skull, tramples her battered body, perhaps strangles her, then drinks a beverage from her refrigerator?
How dare I – a non-academic, a non-political scientist, a non-professional, qualified analyst or philosophy “logician” – attempt to advise a new government how to entertain or respond to a political/parliamentary Opposition-aggressor, seemingly dedicated to being uncooperative?
What better manner in which to begin my own Emancipation Mini-series of columns than to quote from President David Arthur Granger – the historian?
(First of all, I’m hoping that this offering is one of my lazy-days, time-out pieces.) Hundreds of thousands of Guyanese citizens live in the United States of America and Europe.
It really was a bit of a co-incidence finding a batch of my “historical” notes on CARICOM, along with a related newspaper clipping of a few years ago.
I suspect that I’ve “grabbed” your attention with my lead caption. Because that’s what I intended: to arrest your interest for the next eight/ten minutes.
Hello there my nationalistic, patriotic Guyanese friends, please try to tolerate my vastly different view and perspective – perhaps provocative – on the issues mentioned in my lead caption today.
Today this should be my most brief in weeks. Much of it is necessary summarised repetition.
What should a citizen – young, or matured and experienced – understand about (the concept of) patriotism?
This man-in-the-street, 23-year-old column welcomes the Presidency of David Granger, as well as his brand-new administration which should be unfolding, personnel-wise, as you read this.
Pardon me, but dammit! I have a deadline to meet editorially which precludes me from awaiting even the significant, substantial preliminary results from Dr Surujbally’s GECOM, the authorized, Constitutional Election Commission.
I hinted at this intriguing editorial which appeared in the State-controlled, PPP-oriented, government-friendly Guyana Chronicle of last week Tuesday (April 28, 2015).
I am not surprising myself today – my penultimate piece before our May 11 D-Day-when I am finding it challenging to write on something different and relevant at this time.