We hear of beautiful stories and related parables of the flock of sheep and their shepherd. The sheep is commonly known to be a follower rather than being identified as a leader. In rounding up a flock of sheep, oftentimes one of them usually wears a bell around the neck so that the others can follow. Hopefully, the choice is one that has been dependable, perhaps trained to lead and one that has gained the confidence of others. When one of the sheep goes missing, it is the reliable, resourceful and relevant shepherd who goes after the lost animal to rescue it.
In Guyana, we have seen the PNC becoming a lost cause, daily growing into an insignificant entity as the members cling on to the last straw before submerging into the deep sea of forgetfulness. Since being convincingly beaten at the last Local Government Election, we have witnessed desperation seeping through as they wipe their perspiration, searching for inspiration in order to regain recognition. The PPP/C winning by some 68% of the voters choosing not to vote for the PNC, has posed not only an embarrassment but posted another slap in their face and posited a bigger hurdle in their dilemma. Losing traction is scary and walking on slippery ground is challenging while falling is dangerous. The sudden stop can be injurious. Ringing the bell is now being ignored; the sound is no longer music but a sour note and falling on deaf ears.
Trying to put shattered fragments together is laborious, more so when the pieces keep staying unglued. Many have chosen to turn their backs on the PNC and cross over to the PPP/C. They have finally realised that they have been backing not only a loser but a party born out of the gut of devious making, ideals which can never be honoured and principles which are meant to decorate as a paper value. Trying to make excuses is a lame cover up and diehards are waking up to a freshly brewed cup of coffee offering the aromatic fragrance, a sweet taste and the warmth of humane temperature to satisfy the thirst and hunger of the wandering Guyanese.
A lost sheep has room for recovery by an attending shepherd. But when the loyal sheep decided to depart from the flock and bid the shepherd a frustrated goodbye, it is the shepherd who becomes the lost one. Going North rather than South is the choice of cold over warmth. Come September is not only a popular song but the reality of bidding farewell to summer and expecting the fall of autumn. Attempting to land a ton of influences in the PPP/C backyard in Queens is the highway to disaster as has been proven. To harness 12 lookalike, mind you, 4 of which being reporters and cannot be counted as a catch, is certainly not close to half of the crowd in attendance, even if you use the calculator provided by the PNC.
Misplaced as a lone shepherd without a flock, seeking greener pasture in a desert is certainly a typical example of the blind leading the blind, no disrespect meant to the genuine blind. The biggest joke of the season, is on a man who does not know which constitution he is following, fails to recognise a legitimate Government but accepts the Government money for a job approved by that Government. When will these guys stop making a fool of themselves in the public domain? Guess the man is simply wutless and has no kinna! How sad that the PNC will never learn.