Dear Editor
So here is where things come to a “greed life section.” Remember that true leaders don’t buy voters. When politicians go to the people, they promise things to them and even give them a little money in exchange for voting for “X.” When that happens, he or she spends a good amount of money. When they get elected and get into their seat, the first thing they think about is to make back that money that they spent during their campaign. They become self-interested and start doing things under the table and take advantage while they can. Investors come in and there they agree, under the table, and start selling the country with no one knowing, especially with this new passport issue.
Hmm, well now it came to light, but yet, the Prime Minister is avoiding proper procedure to investigate the hustle. Well, this is not the only one; there are more scandals, but I will not go more into that because of the “culture aspects” of politics to some people of Belize.
So sad to see and hear what is happening to our country, but Belizeans need to stand up and think for the future. Belizeans have been fooled and blinded by these politicians for decades.
I got this tale for you! Once upon a starless midnight there was an owl who sat on the branch of an oak tree. Two ground moles tried to slip quietly by, unnoticed.
“You!” said the owl.
“Who?” they quavered in fear and astonishment, for they could not believe it was possible for anyone to see them in that thick darkness.
“You two!” said the owl.
The moles hurried away and told the other creatures of the field and forest that the owl was the greatest and wisest of all animals because he could answer their question.
“I’ll see about that,” said the secretary bird, and he called on the owl one night when it was again very dark.
“How many claws am I holding up?” said the secretary bird.
“Two,” said the owl, and that was right.
“Can you give me another expression for ‘that is to say,’ or ‘namely?’” asked the secretary bird.
“To wit,” said the owl.
“Why does a lover call on his love?” said the secretary bird.
“To woo,” said the owl.
The secretary bird went back to the other creatures and reported that the owl was indeed the greatest and the wisest animal in the world, because he could see in the dark, because he could answer my question.
“Can he see in the daytime too?” asked a fox.
“Yes,” echoed a mouse. “Can he see in the day time, too?”
All the other creatures laughed loudly at this silly question, and they set upon the fox and his friends and drove them out of the region. Then they sent a messenger to the owl and asked him to be their leader.
When the owl appeared among the animals, it was high noon, and the sun was shining brightly. He walked very slowly, which gave him an appearance of great dignity, and he peered about him with an air of tremendous importance.
“He’s god!” screamed a Plymouth Rock hen.
And the others took up the cry, “He’s god!” So they followed him wherever he went and when he began to bump into things, they began to bump into things too.
Finally, the owl came to a concrete highway and he started up the middle of it, and all the other creatures followed him. Presently a hawk, who was acting as outrider, observed a truck coming toward them at fifty miles an hour, and he reported to the secretary bird, and the secretary bird reported to the owl.
“There’s danger ahead,” said the secretary bird.
“To wit?” said the owl.
The secretary bird asked him, “Aren’t you afraid?”
“Who?” said the owl calmly, for he could not see the truck.
“He’s god!” cried all the creatures again, and they were still crying “He’s god!” when the truck hit them and ran them down. Some of the animals were just injured, but most of them, including the owl, were killed.
Well, you see, that’s what happened to the Belizean people, by the leader of this country. Think, Belizeans, before you choose a leader to run the country. We have the power to choose a better Belize!
Capistrano Sho