During the January 24, 2010, from about 4pm, I was a polling
agent at the Tunapuna Hindu Primary School. Whilst functioning in that
capacity, every time a person wishing to vote entered the polling
station where I was stationed and showed a party card, I strenuously
but politely objected to such a display, because the party card bears
on its face the signature of Basdeo Panday inscribed above the words
"Political Leader", which meant that the person was contravening
election rule that debarred anyone coming into the polling station with
such literature openly displayed. That rule, by the way, was made by an
election committee that was appointed by those who lost the election,
not those who won it.
The above is written to reinforce the reality that to display the
party card within any polling station was taboo on election day. In any
event, of the several hundreds who came onto the school compound that
day only to be denied the chance to vote, nearly all had a party card
in their possession. They were blanked because their names were not on
the voters' lists used on the day. Those lists, by the way, were
compiled by the said committee that was appointed by those who lost the
election, not those who won it.
To read now of "thousands and thousands" of party cards being
suddenly discovered at Rienzi Complex is a source of amusement as must
as shame. Why? Because the ones who appointed the said committee at all
material times had total control over the ins and outs of that property.
Accordingly, gentlemen, please stop the shyte! Your antics are
pathetic...and that's a most diplomatic description, okay? You were
soundly beaten, fair and square! Like I already said
*,
the mood of the electorate ---not just the UNC's, eh?--- is to
defenestrate those blocking progress. Right now, the only thing between
you and their wrath is the newly-elected Political Leader, Kamla
Persad-Bissessar. If I were you, I'd hasten to perform
aarti
( आरती ) to her to enhance the prospect of your being forgiven and
welcomed back into the fold, as the prodigal son was, rather than
continue your nonsensical display which can do naught but enhance your
reputation as sore losers.
Alas! You are not I! Therefore, the best course now for each and
every one of you is forthwith, if not before, to pack up and leave,
lest there be fire instead of mere ire against you next time.
*
What I previously said (corrected to reflect that Dr. Moonilal, not
Comrade Wade, won one of the three Deputy Political Leader posts):
date: 26 January 2010 19:26
subject: CORRECTION: NATEX Election 2k10 Preliminary DMO Report: The fire next time?
Dear Honourable Elected Gentlemen and Gentlewomen who contested against
and or openly decried and or campaigned against the "KamJack"
candidates,
Someone has to break this bit of news to you:
In case you haven't yet gotten it, in the absence of a
constitutional recall provision, the just-concluded National Executive
election was, in fact, as much a referendum on your performance as
parliamentary, local government or trade union representatives as it
was on your guardianship of the party since you assumed the latter
office.
That, except for Dr. Moonilal, the results turned overwhelmingly
against each one of you ---especially, horror of horrors, in your own
constituency--- shows quite vividly how despicable your performance as
such representative had become ---in the eyes of the voters who,
formerly, were utterly devoted to you, for, if your performance as
parliamentary, local government or trade union representative was what
it was supposed to be, one of two things would have happened:
- You would have not been humiliated in your own constituency,
- You would have accurately read the vibes of your constituents, thus been an avid supporter of the "KamJack" team.
It's
now history what took place, therefore, if, somehow, you are to retain
the salutation of honour for the time being prefixing your names, you
must do the honourable thing and forthwith resign from elected
parliamentary, local government or trade union office, to let fresh
minds vie for the thus-created slew of positions.Any otherwise course, I fear, shall leave the newly-elected
Political Leader with a string of albatrosses neath her tresses, which,
in short order, may raise the still-seething ire of the waves who
rejected you to such a pitch that'd ignite a fire next time.