Hypocrite of the Week

This week, the honour of primo hypocrite bar none must go to no other than the leader of the nation, the man who has made lying and double-speak into art forms. Barrow’s saccharine tongue and oratorical genius were on full display at this week’s presentation of the Budget, set off by his trademark glasses perched at the very tip of his patrician nose. But apart from a select few FoBs and SoBs who are still enjoying the sweets and so are lulled into near orgasmic stupor by Barrow’s bulls@#t, the majority of Belizeans are getting the sense that the man can sure speak pretty, but thing are getting worse out here.

Mr. Barrow seemed a little frustrated during the presentation; so frustrated in fact that he behaved like a sissy and threw a tantrum. The dis-honourable gentleman stood up in the honourable House and tried to tell Belizeans that they would be taxed up the wazoo, but the cost of everything would go down. According to the learned fellow, he is imposing a 25% increase on GST which will bring in an additional $42 million into government’s coffers, but we Belizeans astonishingly will be paying out less. According to the brilliant PM, then, this $42 million additional revenue will probably just appear out of thin air, since he says that we poor Belizeans won’t feel the pinch.

Mr. Barrow’s obvious frustration has been born from the realization that his golden tongue is fast losing its luster. Belizeans are catching on to his antics and realizing that the equation just doesn’t add up. On one side of the equation are the lofty and practiced proclamations of the PM; on the other side of the equation are ‘haad’ times like never before. See, it doesn’t add up.

The frustrated gentleman will see no reprieve in coming days, as people realize that Barrow’s UDP colleague was speaking the truth – he is all glitter and no substance. His fits of verbal expression may well be written up in books of poetry, but that doesn’t do anything at all for the people out here who are reeling from the effects of economic stagnation. Barrow’s many-syllabled ramblings are doing nothing to stop the bloodshed on the streets. Barrow’s lyrical genius is doing nothing to put food on the tables of the 43% of Belize’s impoverished, or to send their children to school.

Dean Barrow will remain in our annals as the premiere hypocrite of our times – a true symbol of gleaming rubbish, golden nothings and sparkling dust in the wind. The sad thing is that the gentleman is possessed of so monumental an ego that his own hypocrisy is lost on him.

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