Looking on as Anil tries his hardest to legitimize 'badjohnism' and 'thug behavior' by calling it grassroots is funny, but not as funny as Prakash's endless parade of political lightweights to endorse him as their candidate, taking the term rent-a-crowd to a whole new level and cost.
The World IQ definition of grassroots is: "the political processes which are driven by groups of ordinary citizens, as opposed to larger organisations or wealthy individuals with concentrated vested interests in particular policies." In other words, if you have to compensate them in any way, you're doing it wrong.
Moving on.
Listening to the Mayor of Arima Ghassan Youseph and Minister of something or other Dr. Lincoln Douglas throw their considerable nothingness behind Prakash Ramadhar's campaign seems to serve them more than it serves him as the exercise put titles and faces to names heard only in passing and at the bottom of the news. Prakash seems to be going out of his way to twist Mr. Dookeran's arm for an endorsement and seems willing to do anything to get it, even if it means using Dr. Douglas as his go to boy so as to escape making the dubious claim himself.
Knowing Mr. Dookeran and his love for fair play the little that I do, Prakash may indeed force him to choose a dog in this fight and, if rumors of his young protege's role in his (Mr. Dookeran's) untimely leadership demise is true, it is highly unlikely that Mr. Dookeran would ever endorse Prakash Ramadhar for anything, and especially not for Political Leader of the COP.
With a mere six days left to go in this campaign I have surrendered predicting where these two might attempt to take us next and am just as eager as everyone else to sit and watch as they put on their show.
Who else will Prakash scare up an endorsement from, the janitor at the Flagship House, the doubles man in Barataria, who knows? Or maybe the wife of the cousin of someone he met in a taxi one day. In other words, it's anybody's guess, but one thing is for certain, all of his endorsers thus far have had one major trait in common and that is they are all searching for validity and relevance themselves.
Anil on the other hand has a seemingly bottomless pit of money or a magician's touch with wringing full value out of the meager twenty five thousand dollar spend limit as set down by the election commission; one fully expects him to top his City Hall tassa side entrance with a pan side and fire eaters for the next debate, and maybe a sixteen piece orchestra for the one after that. His onstage attempts at embarrassing the other candidates by cramming stats and figures and regurgitating them when prompted seems to be backfiring as some have been heard to say 'methinks he doth spout too much.'
Want an answer on the economy? Anil has the latest figures from top, bottom and sideways.
Want to know the weather for the next two weeks? Check Anil.
Want to know who in the Party is guilty of beating their spouses? He might be able to help there too as he seems all knowledgeable. Maybe he has his own crystal ball, maybe he has a psychic on the payroll; who knows, but with this quirky guy anything is possible so don't blink as you might miss it.
Am I making fun of the two of them?
Yes, but they started it. Instead of the sober debate confined to ideas exchange based on facts and track records, we are treated instead to a big top show complete with clowns, jugglers and stilt walkers. The humiliating thing is the membership seems unable to appreciate how the Party of high morality and integrity is appearing to onlookers and outsiders of the Party, because if they did they would be having none of this side show; if they did they would instead insist on the New Politics they signed up for, the New Politics they voted for and the New Politics they joined up for.
Not the Anil and Prakash Amateur Hour, not at all...
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