I won't even bother to comment on the big ring cricus this time around. That is one poppy show that is inexhaustibly ridiculous.
My concern is the smaller, up and coming tent of baboons, buffoons, and vampires that are waiting in the wings for their chance to hop onto the main political stage and dance their silly jig.
Generation 2000 (G2K), PNP Youth Organization (PNPYO), and to some extent the Young Professional Caucus of the People's National Party (The PNP Patriots) have arguably contributed nothing of any major significance to the political discourse other than to parrot the rhetoric of their seniors.
Many view them as incoherent lackeys bent on the acquisition of power and political favour by any means necessary. Others view them as pawns in a game of oneupmanship to prove which party has the more vocal base.
I largely view them as a teaming barrel of crabs. None necessarily brighter than the other, but all scrambling upward, tripping over each other to get there. Most will be left behind and disappear into the darkness at the bottom of the barrel (where they largely belong: I know, I went to University and High School with some of these simple creatures) and a few, having perfected the art of analingus, bullshittery, and duplicity, finally emerge form the barrel as MPs (Morally Perverse).
Where are the fresh young voices whose tongues have not been tainted brown?
Where are the bright young minds that are unafraid to challenge the status quo?
Where are the fearless young people that want real change in their country and that are willing to elevate the level of political discourse above sophomoric tit for tats?
Clearly not present.
Still waiting to be inspired....
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