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LETTER OF THE DAY - Political lessons from a funeral
published: Tuesday | October 17, 2006 <DIV class=KonaBody>
The Editor, Sir:
I choose to bypass Trafigura and dwell on one line of a news report that could hold the key to future peace in <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">Jamaica</SPAN>. It comes from The Sunday Gleaner, page 3 and relates to the <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">funeral</SPAN> for the mother of the Bartlett brothers. The line I am highlighting: Prime Minister Portia Simpson Miller, who read the second lesson.
My scenario: We have seen in the last two weeks the eagle swooping in for the prey in the Trafigura affair. Images from <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">George </SPAN><SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">Orwell's</SPAN> Animal Farm flash across my mind. I see Squealer justifying what <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">Napoleon</SPAN> says as "tactics, comrade, tactics". Animal Farm (or is it Parliament?) closes with shoutings, banging on the tables, sharp suspicious glances, furious denials.
Fast-forward to Saturday, October 14 and the scene is sombre. Two esteemed, decent, well-liked politicians from the JLP bury their mother. To support them, our esteemed, decent, well-liked (words repeated for emphasis) Prime Minister, right alongside the Opposition Lea
LETTER OF THE DAY - Political lessons from a funeral
published: Tuesday | October 17, 2006 <DIV class=KonaBody>
The Editor, Sir:
I choose to bypass Trafigura and dwell on one line of a news report that could hold the key to future peace in <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">Jamaica</SPAN>. It comes from The Sunday Gleaner, page 3 and relates to the <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">funeral</SPAN> for the mother of the Bartlett brothers. The line I am highlighting: Prime Minister Portia Simpson Miller, who read the second lesson.
My scenario: We have seen in the last two weeks the eagle swooping in for the prey in the Trafigura affair. Images from <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">George </SPAN><SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">Orwell's</SPAN> Animal Farm flash across my mind. I see Squealer justifying what <SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: orange! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">Napoleon</SPAN> says as "tactics, comrade, tactics". Animal Farm (or is it Parliament?) closes with shoutings, banging on the tables, sharp suspicious glances, furious denials.
Fast-forward to Saturday, October 14 and the scene is sombre. Two esteemed, decent, well-liked politicians from the JLP bury their mother. To support them, our esteemed, decent, well-liked (words repeated for emphasis) Prime Minister, right alongside the Opposition Lea