IS it that time already where the people who run the island and the people who want to run the island go head to head in the nastiest of ways? Urgh…can’t someone please wake me up when it’s all over? Please?
Anyone who reads my work will know that I don’t talk politics and this is not solely for the fact that it is mostly a grey area for me and in order to avoid making a fool of myself, I choose to steer clear of the topic. It is mostly for the fact that St. Lucian politics in particular irritates me to the core.
I am not one of those people with their heads in the sand mind you. No, my eyes are wide open as I stand by observing all that is going on like a hawk.
But as an undecided citizen, I just can’t seem to be able to spot the lesser of the two evils that form the St. Lucia Labour Party and the United Workers Party.
Yes, there are some ministers/parliamentarians that I actually like and think have done and or are doing good work but because this goes across the board of yellow and red, I still can’t figure out whose box I’m going to be ticking.
Now, I know that it is part of my job as a journalist to give reports about the works, whereabouts and “whatyamaycallits” of both the current ruling party and the opposition party but you people don’t make it easy with the endless mud slinging and below the buckle remarks.
The level of childishness is insane as well…how could I have confidence in a bunch of “adults” to run my island home when they choose to waste precious time, energy and money of back and forth insults, slanderous campaigning and tit for tat come backs for each other’s jabs.
Should I be proud to call someone who calls his opponent “Granny” or the people who called their opponent “Poodle” MY parliamentarians? Really?
And that’s just the light stuff. The campaigning during the last election was really embarrassing as people went far too personal…Why one’s sex life should be compared to her work ethic and potential, I don’t know but yep, people went there and supporters lapped it up.
I really don’t care that it is done in other countries. Like I’ve said, my concerns are for SAINT LUCIA and it’s like my mum and many other parents have said to their children: “If such and such jumps off a cliff, would you do it too?”
So far as annoyed as it makes me, I’m glad that true colours are being revealed because I can hand on heart say that I am neither a Labour nor Flambeau supporter…in fact, I would most probably feel rather insulted if anyone tried to label me as either red or yellow.
Another thing that I’m happy about is the fact that I can call people out on their nonsensical antics without feeling like a traitor to my party.
When I say nonsensical antics, I’m talking about the mystery and controversy shrouding affairs like Jufalli, IMPACS, Grynberg and the Queen’s Chain.
Yes, I like the rest of the nation would still like answers and until I get them, I will continue to see the people involved as shady and dishonest.
You know what I would pay good money to see? A U.S style debate where the members of each party face each other to verbally duke it out.
I mean, why can’t this happen? Why isn’t it happening? I don’t care if it lasts for an entire week but I know that at the end of it all, there will be answers and most likely the politicians would have gotten all the “maypwee” off their chests and would use the money for advertising and campaigning for more pressing and important matters.
I have no personal ill feelings towards any of these politicians…they have done nothing to me personally and to be honest, I find a few of them quite cheerful but where work is concerned, I just feel that so much more needs to be done.
So the inevitable looms, bring on the aggressive campaigns and over-zealous supporters who resort to obeah, hanging effigies in the streets and traumatising the young ones, the accusations of politicians for unfortunate tragedies, the defacing of public property and the sporadic fights and feuds between clashing reds and yellows.
The time has come where Saint Lucia will become like the U.S with the Bloods and the Crips and locals will have to watch their backs if they wear the wrong colour in the wrong place.
We’re in the days where my email inbox is inundated with back and forth emails from each party with either invitations to press conferences to bellyache about the opponents or with press releases of childish responses to the opponent’s initial press release…sigh.
With all that is coming, I will do my job and bring for the reports but I will not enjoy a single bit of it.
I actually feel sorry for the talk show hosts, both on TV and radio who will have to entertain the party hacks and the die-hard supporters even though the hosts themselves might be enjoying it to the max.
But it is actually the undecideds like myself that I feel sorry for. The craziness is just beginning, so brace yourselves people because it is going to be a bumpy ride.
Bring on election day so that we can elect the bunch of people from the same stagnant pool…both red and yellow because I know that nothing will change but I just want the noise to stop already.