Dear Editor,
I must preface by stating that I'm no friend or supporter of either the Jamaica Labour Party or the People's National Party. There are individuals in both that I have admired, and even adored, but as many as there are that I could look at with adulation, there are as many that I loathe.
Let's get this straight, too. With a few exceptions, if I adore you, I'm referring to your behaviour, words, actions, and style. Similarly, if I dislike you I'm really referring to the disdainful and dishonourable things you have done to your Jamaican people. I think you get my drift.
Of late, I've fallen out of love with quite a few politicians that I used to care about. There is this one that I thought was a harmless older man, but he has let me down badly with his own words. To make matters worse, instead of offering a heartfelt and sincere apology, he has gone on to further compound the issue with terrorisations. That kind of feeling is hard to mend. I have crossed him off my list.
There is another one that I used to love, but he too has gone and got himself wrapped up in non-compliance and bolshiness. If our leaders flaunt non-conformity of the very rules they expect us to live by, then what's a nation to do? What's the point of agreeing to live by a certain code of conduct only to excuse yourself as you please?
I think I can only talk about one more love. I run the risk of exposing too much and I refuse to tell of more than three loves in my life, albeit political. This sweet-talker had made so many promises, and I believed every single word I was told. I fell hook, line and sinker. What a fool I've been! To top off the cruelty, my love began to endorse some things and stay silent on other things that, in good conscience, I could not fathom or put up with any longer. Lord knows, I had invested so much in this relationship which, by the way, was only in my mind. I had no choice but to end it last night. My heart is broken, but I will go on. My next love will have to come good on the honesty, bold on the economy, strong on the leadership, and muscular on crime. At the risk of being called certain names, I may fall again. This time, I hope it'll be sweeter.
Sandra M Taylor Wiggan
sandra_wiggan@yahoo.co.uk
Fallen out of love with politicians
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I must preface by stating that I'm no friend or supporter of either the Jamaica Labour Party or the People's National Party. There are individuals in both that I have admired, and even adored, but as many as there are that I could look at with adulation, there are as many that I loathe.
Let's get this straight, too. With a few exceptions, if I adore you, I'm referring to your behaviour, words, actions, and style. Similarly, if I dislike you I'm really referring to the disdainful and dishonourable things you have done to your Jamaican people. I think you get my drift.
Of late, I've fallen out of love with quite a few politicians that I used to care about. There is this one that I thought was a harmless older man, but he has let me down badly with his own words. To make matters worse, instead of offering a heartfelt and sincere apology, he has gone on to further compound the issue with terrorisations. That kind of feeling is hard to mend. I have crossed him off my list.
There is another one that I used to love, but he too has gone and got himself wrapped up in non-compliance and bolshiness. If our leaders flaunt non-conformity of the very rules they expect us to live by, then what's a nation to do? What's the point of agreeing to live by a certain code of conduct only to excuse yourself as you please?
I think I can only talk about one more love. I run the risk of exposing too much and I refuse to tell of more than three loves in my life, albeit political. This sweet-talker had made so many promises, and I believed every single word I was told. I fell hook, line and sinker. What a fool I've been! To top off the cruelty, my love began to endorse some things and stay silent on other things that, in good conscience, I could not fathom or put up with any longer. Lord knows, I had invested so much in this relationship which, by the way, was only in my mind. I had no choice but to end it last night. My heart is broken, but I will go on. My next love will have to come good on the honesty, bold on the economy, strong on the leadership, and muscular on crime. At the risk of being called certain names, I may fall again. This time, I hope it'll be sweeter.
Sandra M Taylor Wiggan
sandra_wiggan@yahoo.co.uk
Fallen out of love with politicians
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