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Part of that story needs a fact-check, Don Hector

FeaturesPart of that story needs a fact-check, Don Hector

There are people who will grab on to the first piece of truth that passes by and run away with it as though it is gospel. I really don’t want to say anything bad, so I’ll just say, ignore that type, walk away from them, everything that comes from them you let enter your ear – only an ear plug can block out sounds – yep, let it enter, and just as fast as it did, file it away for another day.

Now I want Don Hector to know that when he publishes his book, he’d better not be like Assad. I don’t know whose gossip Assad was entertaining, from where he got the idea that when a paper-educated man drops a missive in Belize, we should all gawk and swallow. Oh no, no, no…

…Wait, I shouldn’t be saying anything suspect about him. He has a big job, and I and we should leave him be in his cocoon, until he and his team have smashed every ridiculous argument Guatemala regurgitates from the time when they were one of the world’s terrible nations. Oh yes, Guatemala has polished up some, though they have not yet brought all their evil men to justice. I’m no revenge hound, but what that old man was extradited for, it’s not for man to let pass. He has to go to court and answer.

Per that nation, forgive me for using the term, ridiculous, for that shouldn’t be applied to any individual or country, but I’ve turned this Guatemalan claim every which way and it makes no sense to me. But let me leave that, for if I don’t I’ll end up mentioning The Hague hero again. Okay, just let me say this: his books have a lot of points and worth, but he must think that his tireless research gives him license to make or steer truth about the NIP.

To bottle truth, some people say it has three sides, but we all know that in many instances there’s a lot more than that. So, you get your first piece of truth, and properly you file it, and then the same with the next piece, and so on, until the picture is, is 90% clear. We’ll never get a hundred, not until we cross over to the other side.

There is simple black-and-white truth, and lies you accept as truth because you’re a biased so and so. Sometimes you have to run with the first part of the truth because of time — you have to act, pronto. I can’t think of any of these surface or shallow truths off the top, so let’s put those aside, they are not what we are about.

Ah, Don Hector, he’s putting together a book, a most fascinating book, and he’s revealing bits on his social media page to whet our appetite. His last insert had to do with Independence Day, and my, those of us who didn’t trust George Price have taken our licking, as we always do. Hey, most Belizeans like Albert Vaughan, for his music, but what the hell is wrong with him to be rubbing salt in NIP wounds? What he needs to do is explain how come he knows what the UDP will do before they do it.

The PUP, the finest masters of propaganda until D Barrow came along, did a major job putting negative paint on the NIP, but one fact cannot be swept away and it is that the National Independence Party (NIP) was positive about independence, 100% for it. We just didn’t want independence under Price! The other fact to note is that if PSWG was the “white” one, he could not have done it without George, just as George didn’t do it without him.

Ah, our independence, this week I have to pay my respects on the passing of Brother Carlos Santos, and express much love to his family. Brother Carlos, a mentor, was big on Independence Hill on that first Independence Day, and on the eve he expressed disappointment that I was not fully on board.

Hmm, Don Hector wrote last week about amorous George, and nobody’s going to query that, because from age old that’s how it is when boy meets girl. Boy meets girl, boy topples over, and oh the end of that is always a glorious thing, almost. I know you haven’t forgotten about a little fall a way back when.

In the Garden Ms. Eve twirled Adam around her little finger, a forbidden aapl got bit, sin entered the world, and since then we are paying the price. Ah, about our Price, did he back out of love with the concurrence of the damsel so that he, Price, could give his undivided attention to the mission, gaining independence for Belize?

Naa, and those of you who’ve seen the movie before, please don’t tell. My cousin, Hortense Deshield, Aunt Tensi to me, was a big NIP, and that’s how I know there’s absolutely no chivalry in the story. Look, if anybody should know about the shadiness of Price, it is the NIP. Aunt Tensi said the real deal was that Brother George was in too much political mischief and he was terrified that his dastardly secrets would come out if he shared pillow. Take your pick, but everybody knows that man who lies with woman, will talk.

To brotherly love

On seeing John and Patrick together, I bet Rick Blaine of Casablanca movie fame was resurrected and said: I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Of course, Rick’s from way over there in (then) French Morocco, so he wouldn’t have known that our boys were political bedfellows before the turn of the century, and that what we witnessed last week was a split urgently mended to stop a common rapper from taking the podium on Independence Day.

An entire nation exhaled when they saw those two hugging up at Youth for the Future Drive. The Americans, our old rival from colonial days, were enjoying our discomfiture, but we don’t care about them. It’s the Caribbean we have to watch. We wouldn’t want those Calypsonians making songs about us, like they will about a common pugilist running for president of the Philippines. Is there no end to ambition? Doesn’t anyone know their place anymore?

I hope the Filipinos have an 11th amendment to check that Pacquiao, who once got knocked out cock cold by Juan Manuel Marquez. But, maybe the guy knows his arithmetic and history. Maybe such a test is in their 11th amendment.

But Rudolph, yu want back eagle

I can’t believe the same young man who was reporting agony because blackbod di pitch where eagles yooz to land, would throw a haymaker at the new Covid measures which everyone agrees were influenced by money matters. I understand the questions, but in his piece, “Despite the Crisis, nuh touch the money!” on page 41 of last Friday’s Amandala, Brother Rudolph A. Neal neva play.

You’ll have to read Rudolph’s piece yourself; all I can tell you is that in describing the government’s exemptions for tourist havens named San Pedro, Cay Caulker, Hopkins, and Placencia, Rudolph expressed ire over the decision with vicious hooks, such as “crafty”, “disrespect”, and “ludicrous”, and he railed a barrage on double standards — “people wanting to have their cake and eat it too”, which he called a slap in the face.

Hmm, a lot of vaccinated tourists who have booked hotels, and protocol-trained hoteliers, noh mi wahn hapi if the new Blu had shut it all down for two weeks. For the ouster of blackbod and the return of eagle, risk tek and people kiss up to folk who have the money.

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