Trini elections barrel of fun

Take the US President. If we pull him aside and whisper, “Georgie, you know you could hide the election date in your back pocket?”, he’d want to know if we’re from St Ann’s!

Granted we may not be all there, politically — but middle Americans have their own dementia too. They eat, drink and sleep polls. So the “sepee” was for the Obama camp in the inner city ghettoes to spray-bomb “Democratic City” on anything that didn’t move; and for the McCain posse in the rural backwaters to jump up and shout, “Republicans ‘til we die!” That kind of dotishness would have “confuffled” the swing voters, skew any straw polls — and easy as cheesy, McCain would have slipped through.

Okay, Obama won — but that was because the incumbents never heard about “ceepep’, or about mounting a road-paving blitz in his tail.

And now, the moment of truth. The Democrats have to realise that politics has a morality of its own, so they need to take a good look at our parliamentarians’ attire, tacky as they might be. So, forget Congressional dress code and off with those Gucci and Armani ties, guys. Yes, you can! Otherwise, Obama might as well kiss his Afro-American presidential term goodbye.

Then McCain let me down. Why couldn’t the spirit have moved him to put on a red beret and tell his opponents to look in a mirror? Admittedly, the US election might be better than ours — but ours is a barrel of fun!

JEROME AUDAIN

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