LUCIAN PM WHO ONCE FELT LIKE GOD NOW FEELS CRUCIFIED
It ain't easy being a head of state in the teenage years of the 21st century. Nothing is right on the island and the world, which usually can spare some foreign exchange, seems to have to gone totally wrong. Not to mention broke.
Kenny Anthony could have swallowed his pride (and all the mean things he said about Tom Chou) and tried to cut some kind of deal with Taiwan where they invest in St Lucian agricultural restoration and community development, freeing up some government resources for capital development.
But, after the Rochamel Affair, everyone knows that if there is one thing that is worth more than the well-being of the nation, it is the leader's vanity, I mean, face, I mean, pride....you know what I mean.
At the recent opening of the Gros Islet Municipal Center - which remains closed to this day, by the way - The FLOGG used new special hi-tech cameras to look into the heart and mind of the messiah....I mean, the prime minister. Here is a small sample of what we found. First...
Kenny Anthony has been making the same promises for so long that he can make effective speeches in his sleep. As a matter of fact, these days, he can't even hear the words he's speaking and how far removed they are from reality. But, no problem. St Lucians love a leader who says all the right things without actually giving a shit. Why do you think Julian Hunte could never be prime minister? That stupid nigger couldn't stop caring.
And now, a look INSIDE THE MIND OF KENNY ANTHONY
(It more than stinks.)
(Did a pot just comment on the color of a kettle...?)
(Aa, Bon Dieux, he kwayeen...)
(Don't kwai, Kenny, don't kwai...)
(Good boy, get it together...)
(That's it. Count your blessings.)
(Put your hand in the Hand of The Man with...I don't know the lyrics, but you know what I mean.)
Not the end.
We just start.