Think on That

The screams of a Toshao faded into silence and no one went to enquire.

Another American fast-food restaurant is opening in Guyana and some of the people call it progress.

Something about standing in lines especially for a long time is distressing to me.

The cries of a child can break one’s heart. The cries of a child watching their father lying lifeless on the road under the weight of a truck that was driven by a reckless driver are haunting.

Guyana’s shame is no longer subtle. No longer can we hide in the shadows wearing masks masquerading as what we are trying to be as a country.

President Ali recently announced that every Guyanese household would receive a $200000 cash grant.

Guyana is a country where tensions are brewing and perhaps a playground for criminals.

Imagine waking at 6 am, turning on the tap and there is not a drop of water.

Melissa Atwell is a human rights activist who resides in the United States.

Cotton Tree Backdam West Coast Berbice remains a haunted place. Just four years ago it was there where the lifeless bodies of Joel and Isaiah Henry were found.

In Matthews Ridge at an abandoned airstrip 4.4 tonnes (8,000 pounds) of cocaine was found buried.

Like many Guyanese, I prefer to live in Guyana. This is home and no matter where in the world one travels there will never be a place like home.

Often, we see reports about missing teenaged girls. Sometimes it is reported that they returned home but without any information about why they were missing, if they were harmed and if there are interventions to protect, guide and counsel them.

Every year we celebrate Emancipation and still some people are yet to be free.

There is trouble on our roads. The results of recklessness reached a point of crisis eons ago.

The screams of the nation’s children should wake us. Young children burning in fires should shake us.

In May, I went to Cuba for the 21st ASSITEJ World Congress and Performing Arts Festival.

Whether we want to admit it or not, most people are followers.

Children walking aimlessly on the streets when they should be in school reflects a failed society.

The “B” word is not used officially to describe the Indigenous peoples of Guyana.