Keith Rowley speaks of poor black people with contempt. With a disconnect of their condition and the role that the government that he has been a part of for more than thirty two yeasts has played in the destruction of the black male in Trinidad & Tobago.
He carries the leash he has worn held by the rich for his entire political career as a badge of honor, and sings the praises of the wealthy without acknowledging the impact of the narco trade, the HDC ghettofication of communities for profit, or the fact that Trinidad continues to be one of the most corrupt countries in the world.
The external forces that plucked him from obscurity in Tobago and placed him as a black face in a safe seat is ignored. He pretends that trillions stolen in this country through contracts in the PNM friend and financier plan has not dug a hole for these black youths. I’d invite him to Cocorite to see the wall that big money built where the access to the sea used to be for one of the most vibrant fishing communities in the country, but he wouldn’t recognize the destruction of hope and opportunity in a country where the leaders lap from a saucer placed for them by their deep pocketed handlers.
Keith is an interloper. He successfully fooled black people into thinking he was one of them so he could blame them for their condition, instead of harnessing the power of of state to lead them to a better life. In that regard he is essentially the axe handle in the analogy, made of the same wood as the tree, but no friend to the tree.
The repeated message of Hinds, Rowley and others in the PNM to black males who find themselves this morning with no role in their culture other than to secure the revellers and wash out the piss truck is that they are on their own.
The greatest trick ever played was when Eric told them ‘Massa day done’ The plantation national movement has succeeded at being both responsible and unaccountable for the tragic state of affairs of the black male, left with no role in the economy of Trinidad other than drawers of water and hewers of wood as promised.
Phillip Edward Alexander