If Da Noh Soh!

Shyning a light on Dean…

In 2008 Prime Minister of Belize Dean Barrow was one of three CARICOM regional leaders who got an audience with then US President George Bush at the White House in Washington D.C. By all accounts, or I should say by Barrow’s account, the visit was a stunning success. But aha, we all know by now that Barrow is the master of deception. What the bald headed one didn’t tell us is that he made a monumental gaffe while meeting with then President George Bush. According to reports reaching this eager-eared columnist, instead of discussing matters of importance to Caricom and to the nation Barrow decided to use his allotted time to ask President Bush for a pardon for his son Shyne. Can you imagine that? For his stupidity Barrow allegedly took a tongue lashing from Barbados Prime Minister David Thompson, who had to remind him in just what capacity he was representing the region. But hell, seems like Barrow IS a legend and power only in his own mind, cause both his plea to President Bush for a pardon and his letter to New York Governor Patterson were ignored. And the other thing is, Barrow shouldn’t be attempting to use his position for his personal agenda, because he sure as hell hasn’t done that for anybody else who may have needed his intervention. More on this next week…If Da Noh Soh!

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Moving on up…

Can you believe that there were actually people who fell for Finnegan’s bull that his loving nephew Shyne who holds multi-million dollar music contracts in the US was going to move into an expansion he is building on Goldson Avenue? Well, the joke’s on you. Straight from the airport, Shyne rented an entire floor at the Radisson Fort George Hotel. TEK DAT. So Uncle Finnegan came up with a doozy of a story to explain that, saying that Shyne was traumatized by his time in prison and just wanted privacy…lots and lots of privacy. And now the news is that Shyne is moving up, up , up, to the penthouse suite of the posh and luxurious Renaissance Towers, where he will take up residence. That’s funny on so many levels…not the least of which is Prime Minister Barrow’s low regard for the man who owns Renaissance Towers, Luke Espat, who is now saying that he and the PM’s son are very close. But the more interesting question is – what about the expansion to Finnegan’s house. When he was accused of using money from the Venezuela funds to finance that expansion, he was quick to say that it was being built with money from Shyne. So now that Shyne is moving on to different pastures, it would be extremely interesting to hear what old fart has to say. Venezuala money anyone…If Da Noh Soh!

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Minister of Health & Milk

The Minister of Health just got back from an official visit to Rio de Janeiro and proudly claimed that he had brought back what he called a milk bank. Well, imagine how medical staff laughed at him when they found out that it was just a refrigerator where they could store milk. Damn, it scares me to think that these people actually go abroad to represent us. And the part that’s not so funny at all is that it seems that in our health system, the babies are dying before they even have need of the milk…If Da Noh Soh!

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Living the good life…

Big momma is living the high life right about now…you better believe that. Fancy rides, ‘special friends’ high up in the Ministry of Natural Resources…she got it made. There I was, minding my own business near to the CEO’s home when I had to get out of the way of a Mirab truck making a special delivery. No biggie, I got out of the way so I wouldn’t hinder progress. But being the curious sort, I noticed what I thought was a traffic officer directing the truck and made my way over to engage in conversation. As I got closer, I thought it strange that the traffic officer wasn’t in uniform, but figured, what the hell…they probably don’t make uniforms that size, so I’ll excuse it. But lawd have mercy… imagine my surprise when I got close enough to notice that it was Big Momma directing the traffic in front of the CEO’s home. Boy, did I get out of there in a hurry, cause she scares the hell out of me. For most of us life is haad out ya, but for Juliet Thimbriel and her special friend, these are the best of times…If Da Noh Soh!

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No wonder he’s smiling…

I came across an article in the Guardian, which is required reading if you’re a chronic insomniac like myself, by the way. It showed a smiling Gaspar Vega, Minister of Natural Resources, and spoke in glowing terms about the amount of land transactions which have been processed. About the only thing missing was the name of those special persons who claim that they can provide ‘unlocking’ services for any land transaction which has become mired in bureaucracy for whatever reason. The Berges brothers have been heard to claim this special skill. So has Salva in the West. As we understand it, the ‘unlocking’ comes with a small ‘consideration’ attached, so we say again, no wonder Gapi is smiling..If Da Noh Soh!

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