I OFTEN pay scant regard to idiots, but a deviation on this occasion may be deemed appropriate in the midst of Mr. Harry Gill’s latest stench similar to that emanating from the garbage pileup around the City. From all accounts, Mr. Gill is his usual self, understandably so because of a tragic childhood. Mr. Gill’s sudden shift from an intelligent discussion to a personal attack on my character is only to be expected, because of his limitations.
As far as I know, I have never been part of any illegal sale of properties.
The public is generally dismissive of the likes of Mr. Gill, whose behaviour is neither unusual nor rare, as contributors to the Kaieteur News’ anti-government bashing club; he is among the privileged few who are guaranteed a space in that paper. 
Instead of sticking to the original subject, Mr. Gill resorted to a notorious accusation against me about forging signatures as part of a new wave of Kaieteur News attack on my character. I have repeatedly denied this notorious lie Mr. Gill has resurrected.
What next, Mr. Gill?