Dear Editor,
The local frenzy over global warming cools, Copenhagen returns blissfully to the heavier suds of Tuborg and Carlsberg, and Guyana waits for the foam of dreaded Januaries. But there remains one piece of unfinished business: it is national recognition of the President for his efforts. President Bharrat Jagdeo must be congratulated for the single-minded devotion demonstrated recently. I cannot recall a similar dedication on any other issue since his ascendancy. Neither Buxton, nor flooding, nor Roger drove the man to such lengths. Open the paper and prepare for a shower; open the paper daily, and a virtual tsunami inundates readers on the travels, pursuits, and reports of the leader’s vital and influential contributions in the rarefied atmosphere of climate control deliberations. According to the state organ, he is a one-man army, an indefatigable worker, and an irresistible force on this issue.
Our very own President is the toast of world leaders, potentates, and a one-time king in waiting, now useless and reduced to the ornamental. Before our very eyes, the Guyanese man of the moment became a ‘Great Dane’ or an ‘Honorary Viking.’
If any credence is to be attached to that same paper, little Guyana was transformed into valiant David (Bharrat) striding resolutely in the vanguard of climate protectors out to save the world. Congratulations are not enough; nothing less than admiration and adoration will do.
Therefore, for single-handedly rallying the troops, leading the charge, and scaling heights unimagined, I nominate His Excellency for Man of the Year. Correction – make that International Man of the Decade. It would be a small recognition, given that his overseas adventures and entanglements also produced laudable domestic credits.
By virtue of his undivided interest and efforts everywhere else, much success has been realized in vanquishing all other matters of domestic significance to the landfill of irrelevancy and immateriality. In the grand scheme of things, developments at Rusal and Guysuco became back-burner, kerosene age matters; torture and US court proceedings dissipating exhaust fumes; and reports about corruption and narcotics scourges evidence of carbonized minds.
The leader remains determined (like the people at GM) to ignore the warning knocks from his own engine room, and to convince himself to catalytically convert those same sounds into positive emissions of vitality and synchronicity.
Meanwhile, the nation does well to suppress its troubles, stand to attention, and applaud. It is time for all to salute Olaf Bharratdahl Jagdeson. Since men and women of high station have fallen over themselves to pay tribute to the Esteemed One, mudheads should now follow suit, and quickly recognize our International Man of the Decade. If some have their way, it might even be of the 21st century… I think I hear the sound of trumpets. On the other hand, might be a rogue iceberg on the loose.
Yours faithfully,
GHK Lall
