Cutting off Las Cuevas bay?

THE EDITOR: I read recently that the estate which surrounds Las Cuevas Bay is being bought by a well known real estate developer for the sum of six million US dollars. Considering what is being asked for Pigeon Point, Tobago this price is a gift.

I ask you Sir to look at a map of Trinidad and you will find: (a) with the exception of a small area in Chaguaramas there are no clear water areas on the entire west coast of Trinidad. (b) the south coast is muddy all year round. (c) on the east coast there is a small public bay, Balandra. To the south there is the Cocal estate with rough and muddy water six months of the year. Further south is Mayaro, a beach area that has been developed piece meal with very limited access for the public. (d) in the north Maracas bay is the one area that the public can enjoy. To the far east is Blanchisseuse with very few bathing areas. (e) this leaves Las Cuevas bay. It is twice as large as Maracas and if properly supervised and developed it can be a beautiful resort for my children, grand children and for the hundreds of thousands of Trinidadians who can’t afford a million dollars or more to buy a beach home. Unless you act and act now the people of this country will lose their heritage. Only the rich would benefit from this sale. The thousands of poor Trinidadians a hundred years from now would look back and ask the question, what Government did that to us? Mr Prime Minister the price is reasonable. Please don’t allow this land to be taken away from us and the generations to follow.


DEBRA  ROMANY
Arima

No culture without criticism

THE EDITOR: The somewhat hysterical reaction to Peter Minshall’s informed review of Carnival Messiah suggests that we take time out to consider the role of the Theatre Critic. Simply put, the Theatre Critic is one who is requested to attend a performance, evaluate its content objectively and to have his findings published.

Ideally, this person should be knowledgeable in the history of theatre, be an expert in the art form he is covering, understand the dynamics of theatre production, and be able to express his thoughts cogently and coherently. However, the relationship of theatre critic, community and artist can sometimes be an ethical minefield, and this is where the integrity of the reviewer is questioned and often attacked. It is almost impossible to avoid seeming conflicts of interest. Do the critic and the artist (performer, director, producer etc) have any sort of relationship outside of the night of the show? Is the critic a friend of the artist? What if the critic is also active in theatre? Has the critic had pre-production discussions with the director/artist. And so on. What then is the benefit of a review? For the theatre goer — it is an opportunity to pit one’s evaluation of a shared experience with that of an expert. It may influence the decision to attend the performance or not. For the artist — it is having an assessment of the work, which he may or may not agree with, but it is an opportunity for reflection.

For the producer there could be financial repercussions, positive or negative. Reviews can affect the box office and/or enhance promotional material. (Although one should never forget the efficacy of word of mouth, especially in TT). And then again, what of nation building? A production cannot be reviewed in isolation. Promotional hype can place a production in a special place, put it in the national sanctuary and criticising ‘we ting’ can be considered unpatriotic. We all live in the same small community, work together, discuss concepts, and approaches. Readers and writers have to work through real or imagined biases to get the best out of the offering, which after all is the reason for the exercise. Let us try to be a little more mature in approaching theatre reviews. “Criticism is the means by which society becomes aware of itself. There can be no culture without it.”


MARGARET WALCOTT
Petit Valley

Plea for HIV testing in South

THE EDITOR: I am requesting you to publish a humble  plea of a citizen of Trinidad and Tobago, to the Health sector via the daily Newsday.

I wish to plead with the Ministry of Health to focus some attention on the Queen’s Park Counselling Centre and Clinic known as the QPCC and C department, Southern division. Presently they are “squatting” at the San Fernando General Hospital, ward 17 to be precise since they had no other space to carry out their service. There areonly two offices in Trinidad that do HIV/Aids testing. One in Port-of-Spain and the other in San Fernando General Hospital. However, only the one in Port-of-Spain is fully functional since three doctors are working there and absolutely none in the southern division. This is total nonsense! I went there to get tested, only to be told to go to the northern division, since no doctors were present. In order for blood work to be done, a doctor must be present to authorise the act. This is ridiculous! I live in South, am I really expected to go to Port-of-Spain in that “mad crowd” with only three doctors at work? When would I get service? Is that the best this country can do for a deadly disease such as HIV/AIDS? I witnessed pregnant women coming from places such as Rio Claro, Caparo and Preysal only to be told to go to Port-of-Spain as well. They have to return to their respective residences and travel to Port-of-Spain another day. Is that making sense to you?

Another deadly virus is on the rise, syphilis. It is another sexually transmitted disease that is held responsible for the rise in children’s death rate. On a daily basis, babies have to be aborted due to the this virus. Many babies are still-born and absolutely nothing is being done in attempt to save them. All these nationwide awareness programmes have no effect whatsoever if citizens cannot get a simple test done to know for sure if they are carriers or not! When the nurses protested in Port-of-Spain, in relation to this specific issue, they were ridiculed by the public and yet no help was rendered to them. Please assign a few of those Cuban doctors for assistance or at least transfer one doctor from the northern division to the southern division. If it is impossible for a doctor to be there on a daily basis, his or her presence on a weekly basis would be highly appreciated. As a tax payer, is that too much to ask for?


ANESHA  RAMOUTAR
Woodland

Mastana needs bigger venue

THE EDITOR: My name is Nalini Rudolph. I live at  Centenary Street, Tunapuna. I am a singer who started my career on the peoples’ programme, Mastana Bahar.

I wish to state my disappointment in the National Broadcasting Network (NBN) and Trinidad and Tobago Television (TTT) in the treatment of the series Mastana Bahar. This is the longest standing programme of this kind that reaches and encourages the people, both young and old alike to do something good and positive for themselves. Being a contestant myself for the past five years. I have seen through first hand experience the kind of impact the show has had on the youths of the nation. At present, I am a semi-finalist on the programme and I wish to state, that among others I find that the facilities provided at the television station are too small and very uncomfortable. I would like to have the programme taped at an outside location where we the contestants and the public would be most comfortable. I hope that the relevant authority would read this letter and take into consideration the problem we have at the studio and the suggestion of a solution being to tape the series — the rest of the semi-final — at an outside location.


NALINI RUDOLPH
Tunapuna

For box of chicken

WE LOOK to our judges to set and maintain standards for our society. When so much about us is crumbling, when respect for women has deteriorated to the point of easy abuse and disregard, we expect that the judiciary, at least, would champion their cause, that our judges would impose exemplary punishment on those found guilty of offences against women and that their remarks would encourage a greater appreciation for those of the gentler sex.

That is why we are surprised and somewhat dismayed by the observations of Justice Herbert Volney when he rejected the leniency plea of an Arima man who pleaded guilty in the Port-of-Spain First Criminal Court on Wednesday of having sex with a cow. Through his attorney, the 35-year-old gardener told the judge that he never had sex before and because of his poverty he could not afford to get a woman, not even a prostitute, so he had no other choice than to have sex with the Holstein heifer. Expressing his disbelief, Justice Volney pointed out that in many parts of the country “one can get a woman for a box of fried chicken.” In our view, the judge’s remark is unfortunate, unwarranted and even distasteful, as it tends to convey a very poor opinion of women and the level of their moral conduct.

Bestiality, of course, is a repulsive offence and one agrees with Justice Volney in dismissing the man’s absurd excuse for committing it. To discourage others who may be so tempted or inclined, the judge’s two-year jail sentence on the offender was also perfectly in order. It was open to the judge to condemn this unnatural act in the strongest possible terms. Apart from the indecency of it, the animal in question had to be destroyed resulting in loss to its owners. There was no need, however, for the judge to attempt to refute the man’s excuse by expressing his view of how easily a woman can be obtained in various parts of the country. What he virtually told the offender was this: You didn’t have to resort to a cow because you are poor, you could get a woman for nothing more than a box of fried chicken.

Is that the judge’s estimation of the moral fibre of women in our country, regardless of their occupation? That you can easily find them willing to surrender themselves for a box of fried chicken? On what is he basing such a view? And how did he come to acquire this knowledge? The judge’s off-hand sentiments will not help in the need for our society to develop a greater respect and regard for our women. It smacks of a kind of chauvinism that has long been an active, even motivating, element of the Trini male’s psyche. The abuse which women suffer in our country stems partly from that kind of attitude; it is all too prevalent for us not to inveigh against any view that may tend to belittle or degrade or reinforce traditional and inherited prejudices. When such a view comes from the Bench, which also has a responsibility for upholding standards in our society, we must express our dismay. An experienced member of the Bench, Justice Voley should know better.

‘Golden bed for politicians’


As I recall, some years ago I was having lunch at a table with a group that, by the merest coincidence, included a young lady from Ghana. We weren’t talking about anything in particular when the conversation drifted to a “human interest” story that had been receiving quite a bit of international play at the time.

The story was that of the wife of a young Ghanian government minister who had bought “a golden bed” in Britain for a small fortune. Naturally, the idea of corruption on the part of her husband was the first thing to cross our minds. That trend of thought was brought to an abrupt end when the Ghanian woman informed us that the “golden bed” girl was a personal friend of hers and came from “a filthy rich” family, if you’ll excuse the term, and buying a “golden bed” wasn’t the big thing that they were making it out to be. Beside this, she did not only possess independent means but she couldn’t care less about any possible embarrassment that might have been caused to her husband or the government by her “If-you-have-it-flaunt-it” style.

Now supposing — and we’re only supposing — that the wife of one of our government ministers was reported to have ordered her own “golden bed,” bedecked with the finest diamonds, would it be fair to jump to conclusions about her husband’s financial integrity before establishing whether she had independent means of her own, especially before her husband became a minister? Even so, her extravagant displays of opulence might be somewhat embarrassing to her husband, the Government and even the country. I’m aware that there are a number of foolish people who’d buy the excuse of the “protection of privacy” argument and tell us that “it’s none of our damn business.” But let’s be real. It’s quite possible for some “ketch-arse, scruntin” politician to accumulate massive wealth at the public’s expense in bribes, kickbacks and so on and so on. The only guarantee that the public has is that the politician’s net income, assets and liabilities be known (at least, registered somewhere) before assuming office and monitored thereafter until he/she demits office. This helps to keep a check on the dishonest ones as well as safeguarding the interests of the honest ones, as in the absence of compelling evidence to the contrary, there’s the facile assumption that “all ah dem tief.” No doubt, there are fellows who behave as if the national cash register belongs to them. But should everyone be painted with the same broad brush?

It has now become a standing joke that a fellow could first be asked, “Boy, how is it that such large sums of some money have found their way into your foreign bank accounts or have passed through them?” The initial response is to play possum. “Who me? What accounts? That’s a lot of rubbish and political propaganda and dirty tricks, yuh mad or what!” On being confronted with incriminating, documentary material, the story changes to some bizarre or bogus version until the whole thing is “dismissed” as mere allegations about which my lawyers have advised me to say nothing further and, hopefully, the matter will die “a natural death.” Now I don’t have to tell you that just as there are “lawyers and lawyers” there are “allegations and allegations.” I’m reminded of the judge who once inquired, in his court, “Who made this allegation?” A voice blurted out, “Me, my Lord, I am the alligator!” It occurred to me that some people could well be skipping on the slippery slope of credibility challenged integrity, pursued by a host of “Alligators!”

I’m aware of the saying that, “the law is an ass,” and it’s mostly applicable when there is a clear “Travesty of justice” or where the miscreant is “let off” through some legal loophole or “legal technicality.” Of course, the lawyer will tell you that, “it’s my duty to assume my client’s innocence,” whatever my own “feelings” about his innocence or otherwise. I’m reminded of the story of the fellow who thanked his lawyer thus: “You are so persuasive, you almost convinced me that I didn’t commit the crime.” I must, however, point out that in some cases of great public interest, especially in politics, a trial conceivably take place, concurrently in two courts to wit, “the legal court and the court of public opinion.” An issue may be “resolved” in one court and remain unresolved in another. Now a case that comes readily to mind is the one involving the leader of the Opposition and former Prime Minister, Basdeo Panday. Now I’m not so rash or foolish to say anything that can possibly be construed as prejudicial one way or the other, so I’ll confine myself to what is clearly in the public domain.

Put simply, Mr Panday appears to having omitted to report certain amounts in certain accounts. He’s publicly admitted, among other things, that they may not be his accounts. Far it be from me to venture any further, but I’m like most average citizens, a bit puzzled to hear that Mr Panday was charged under a statute that had already been effectively repealed at the time of its supposed infraction. I’m still more puzzled to hear that after two years in office not a single member of the PNM has filed   Declaration of Assets. Now if the recent newspaper reports are indeed accurate, then not only has government not laid in parliament the forms for public officials to declare their assets and incomes but PM Manning has been contemptuously indifferent to the Commission Chairman’s concerns. Manning’s reported handling of the “integrity issue” smacks of an unbelievable arrogance and political immaturity and insensitivity and a well known PNM propensity “to talk the talk about  integrity and a corresponding reluctance to walk the walk” in this twilight zone of “transparency.” Dr Eric Williams’ interest in integrity legislation never went beyond “lip service” and the beat goes on!

Death of service?

HOSPITALS, health centres and other institutions of the national health service exist to provide an essential public service but we must wonder how many persons employed in this sector really understand the meaning of the word service. In an area of the State adminisration where we expect the concept of service to be most conspicuously and professionally demonstrated, we find instead a level of indifference, insensitivity and even callousness that is quite depressing. Whatever the problems of our hospitals may be in terms of manpower shortage and insufficient equipment — and it is clear that Minister Imbert is moving at full speed to rectify these inadequacies — there should certainly be no shortage of basic humanitarian concern for the patients who come to these institutions expecting to receive professional treatment for their health problems.

Yet we find, for example, ailing members of the public being treated as if they were nuisances, annoyances, bothersome individuals coming to test the patience of the personnel serving at various hospital out-patient clinics. They sit on benches and wait for hours before they are attended by nurse or doctor. There seems to be no concern to expedite the process, no appreciation for the fact that these are citizens suffering from various sicknesses and the purpose of the clinic is to provide them with the treatment they need. No one offers them a word of encouragement or informs them about when the doctor will arrive or even offers an apology if he or she is particularly late. What is disheartening is the total lack of concern or empathy for fellow human beings, fellow citizens in fact, in various levels of distress; no sense of urgency to relieve them of the pain or discomfort or physical damage of their particular ailment.

One understands that conditions at our hospitals may be far from ideal, that shortages in staff and equipment may exist, but this should be no reason for professional personnel to “take it out on the patients.” In any case, it is our view that persons who choose a career in the nation’s health service should be motivated by a desire to ease the travail of suffering humanity; like the priesthood, it should be something of a special calling in which job satisfaction is found in halting, reversing or at least relieving the effects of disease on the human system. And this motivation should be keener in treatment of the poor who do not have the wherewithal to consult private doctors or hospitals. The people who rely on state hospital clinics are largely in that category; they have no where else to go for the medical attention they need and they should not be regarded as public nuisances. In other words, persons who decide to become doctors and nurses should not pursue such professions because they believe they can earn a comfortable living from it; they must have a basic love for humanity, for their fellow human beings and citizens. But apart from the health sector, it seems to us that the concept of service has generally lost its appeal among those who administer and provide the various services of the administration. Most public servants do not seem to regard themselves as such and are no longer prepared to go the extra mile to ensure that members of the public are well and efficiently served. This can hardly augur well for our efforts at building a nation. Service that is based on love for citizen and country is what strengthens a society. When that spirit fails, the converse applies.

Think about it

The Newsday headline yesterday screamed “Bloody Tuesday.” And indeed so it was. On that day two bombs claimed at least 80 civilian lives in Iraq and Israel. And we are not at war. This is peacetime? You could have fooled me.

Consider the irony of the UN headquarters in Baghdad being the target of a bombing. The UN personnel are not in Iraq either as invaders or occupiers but as men and women whose main goal was to help the Iraq people overcome effects of the military conflict and to restore normal life. And yet they were considered a “soft” target in Iraq where the war is supposed to be over but where every day brings death. As UN Secretary General Kofi Annan expressed dismay and shock he described the bombing as an act of unprovoked and murderous violence against men and women who went to Iraq with one purpose only, to help the Iraqi people recover their independence and sovereignty. In Israel where suicide bombings are regular, Tuesday’s was still a shock and we ask ourselves what would have led another bomber to destroy buses in Israel in which children were among the passengers?

In an attempt to at least explain the Israeli-Palestinian conflict one commentator spoke of the nightmare in which Palestinians live, most unable to get medicines. Sixty percent of Palestinians, he stated, live below the poverty line. This, he said, spurs revenge from groups such as Hamas, the never ending jihads despite all the so-called road maps to peace. Will we ever find the road map to true peace in this world? Will world leaders ever truly understand that “might” is not “right” and that the use of brutal force almost always has a domino effect. You bomb me, I bomb you. President Bush, comfortable at his Texas ranch, could talk tough because he is safely miles away from the carnage. But what about those whose daily lives are marked by terror and death? In our own land we experience the effects of runaway crime and violence despite all the police plans known by so many names that are just that, names, labels. If a policeman stops you on the road today or comes to your home or business place, how can you be sure that the man is indeed a policeman and not a criminal in cop’s clothing? IT is a terrible state of affairs. IT is a terrible way for us to live where even we cannot be sure of those who are there to protect and serve us.

One wonders why it has taken the authorities all these years to stop taxis driving with sirens that imitate official ones. I cannot count the number of times I have pulled aside believing that an ambulance or fire engine was trying to get through the traffic, only to see a maxi-taxi fly by siren blaring, a grinning driver laughing at my stupidity. Peace pays dividends is an old saying but peace has never come easily. It has to grow out of the goodwill of all men who, despite their leaders, remember the ordinary people who are the ones that are made to suffer, who are called to make the ultimate sacrifice in the end. Tuesday’s bombings in Iraq and Israel were as senseless as they were brutal. The events of today’s world fill us with pessimism but we cannot afford to lose hope. Peace will come one day.


jstarr@newsday.co.tt

Little wisdom in ‘waiting to live’

THE EDITOR: Most people are familiar with the phrase “waiting to die,” but what has been occupying my thoughts increasingly over the past few years is the phrase “waiting to live.”

I suppose I have been very fortunate to have had experiences that have led to me to think along these lines. When I was six I learned the important lesson that one should not wait to live. This is a concept that probably comes to most persons later in life. My parents had paid a visit to New York and had brought home a delightful doll’s house that could be assembled on a table. The sides of the boxes were painted with doors and windows and the furniture was supplied to set up this doll’s house. Like many parents of those days, however, my parents taught their daughters to play with the toys but also to care for them. When the children had finished playing, the toys would be carefully put away. While that was a valuable tenet in its way, it was also very often a source of great frustration.

So, the doll’s house was taken down on a few occasions and my sister and I enjoyed it for a while. But then we had to dismantle it and pack it away once more. As I recall, we may have played with this set on five or six occasions, maybe even fewer. After a few months, the town in which we lived caught afire. The fire spread rapidly and our beautiful doll’s house was lost. I never forgot that experience and I imagine I must have harboured some resentment at the fact that we had enjoyed it so little. In more recent times I have had a few of my friends say to me, “When I have done this I will be able to do that,” or “When I have the time I shall do such and such.”

My view is that this can be taken to extremes. I have the firm conviction, borne out all the more by recent global events, that life does not wait for one thing to happen before another “kicks in.” Waiting to “live” will prevent someone from doing much that he really wants to achieve. I have found it more satisfying to cram as much into a day, a week, a month, as one can. This may not appeal to everyone, and I do not expect it to, but I would never write my friends, or attend some classes, or visit some places, if I did not squeeze in the time. If I wait too long, the opportunity will surely be lost!


CYNTHIA M BIRCH
Port-of-Spain

No recognition for other swimmers

THE EDITOR: I feel compelled to write this letter after observing the media coverage of the TT swim squad that represented Trinidad and Tobago at the 2003 Pan Am Games.

It seems to me that the only member of the squad was George Bovell! Now I know the boy is quite skilled and deserves the praise that he has received, and maybe even more, but I feel sorry for the other athletes who were minutely recognised for their efforts. You should have seen the faces of the other eight swimming athletes and support staff on arrival at the VIP lounge at Piarco where they were greeted with a sign saying “Congratulations George Bovell III, Anil Roberts and Other Swimmers.” Not to mention George Bovell’s own brother Nicholas who was jokingly referred to as “George Bovell the Second” by Coach Anil Roberts. You should have seen Nicholas’s face. There is much to tell about the treatment many of the swimmers on this team endured in Santo Domingo, while specific swimmers  given special treatment, stayed in separate hotels.

There is also much to tell about how club rivalry leads to the unfair treatment of athletes and believe me, this has nothing to do with skin colour. It is unfortunate that the swimmers cannot tell of these injustices that faced them for fear of being victimised by their own Trini officials and financiers. Shame on you Anil Roberts (Coach) and George Bovell Senior (Manager) for making your other swimmers, who sacrificed just as much and, some even more than your star swimmer, feel as if they were worthless. Shame on you the media for writing paragraphs upon paragraphs and publishing front page upon front page on George Bovell and only briefly recognising the other athletes who were Linda Mc Eachrane, Shartelle McLean, Catherine Lee Ha, John Littlepage, Ayeisha Collymore, Nicholas Bovell, Shannon Duval, Matthew Houllier. And shame on us, a forever accepting public, that will blatantly see injustices taking place in so many forms and never stand up against it.
            
TONY DUKE
Port-of-Spain