A comment stimulated by my recent piece on “honest businessmen”; our challenged University’s struggle to produce “relevant” educated citizens and (election) talk about our society’s “polarisation”, have all caused me to revisit these issues today.
My brevity today indicates that this offering is one of my “time-out productions.”
Guess what? I’m pretty sure that in last Friday’s offering on issues related to same-sex/gender matters, Guyana-wise, I had promised to take a long time out from such topics.
I’ll probably leave this lead subject alone after this treatment. I’ve explored, cursorily, male and female homosexuality in two previous pieces over the years.
Occasional association with GAWU President Komal Chand was good enough to arouse my interest – and curiosity – a few years ago.
It just had to be one of the early issues of this year’s elections campaign.
Since I’ve decided not to vote for anybody to lead me, I certainly have to abide with other people’s choice.
In my lead caption and “story”, it’s former Police Assistant Commissioner Paul Slowe I mean.
What happens if you ask coastlanders – especially our under-20s – what and where is “Region Eight” in Guyana?
Long-given promises and the realities in this Big, Beautiful, Blighted Land have turned me into something of a “Doubting Thomas”.
This offering, which threatens to be my most brief in months, attempts to provoke thought about two central issues in the news as they relate to the “character” of government and governance here these days.
Today’s lead topic is re-cycled from 17 years ago. Why? Because I am utilizing my rarely-used right to be professionally lazy; and also because migration to the USA has been a powerful blight in our national lives for some three decades now.
At Guyana’s elections time just who raises the spectre of race first?
This will be one of those relatively “lazy”, time-out pieces today.
I have to meekly concede. My consistent indiscipline makes me again, intervene, intrude into what Dr David Hinds describes as “essentially black people’s business”.
The Ministry of Culture has attempted to make good on its pledge to “widen the menu of activities” that it was sponsoring or endorsing as part of its official Republic Anniversary programme this year.
I’d guess that, at the minimum, half of our population is aware of the origins and reasons for the annual festival that is Mashramani.
Don’t Plunder the Public Purse
Today’s offering, in one sense, may be considered as a tribute, of sorts, to the Kaieteur News, the other acknowledged private “independent” newspaper in this country.
After proudly chalking up eighteen (18) years of this column, non-stop, last Friday, I’m taking one of those “time-outs” to be most brief today.
And Purely Personal, After 18 years
Ironically, I’ll understand if readers turn to something else after just a minute or two of glancing at this.