Dear Freedom House: I am anti-corruption, anti-abuse, anti-violence and many other things. I am not anti-government nor anti-PPP. I am not pro-government or pro-PPP either so do not get your hopes up. However, I am pro-truth and you do not intimidate me. On this note then, I think it’s time we had a talk because it seems that my peers are either too afraid or … Continue reading To Freedom House
The Guyanese culture is a layered thing with many folds in which to hide weapons. It has become cultural for us to hurt each other. But I’ve found that the weapon which hurts a man the most is a single word carefully aimed at his heart. One word can rob a man of self, reason and hope. What moves a man or woman among us … Continue reading If you call my brother a slave I shall answer you.
Many a bottom house raja and rani have told me that there is no race problem here in Guyana. They must really think that my belly is too full of that grassroots thing for me to not notice the hate, anger and bitterness that simmer just under the skin of my country men and women; men and women whose minds have been chronically abused by … Continue reading They brand us, play us and cast us aside
Dare I risk taking on the Jaganites and the Burnhamites? Dare I question the counterfeit images of dear old Cheddi and dear old Burnham that have survived for my generation to see? My only answer is this: why else do I have a mind if not to question everything endlessly so that in the end I may believe only in those things which I have … Continue reading The ashes of Cheddi and Burnham
My identity is my own. I do not appreciate being branded politically because of my skin colour. Last time around, I stood at a rally screaming in favour of the AFC. Who knows where I’ll be next time around. Maybe no place close to any of the madness that happens here in Canecutopia. Because quite frankly, I’m tired of racist politics and I’m tired of … Continue reading Being East Indian does not automatically make me PPP
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