THE most recent cocaine bust, involving one Tishana Edwards, shows the extent to which persons are going to explore in the trafficking of drugs. I am speaking about the lengths persons would go to sell the white stuff. 

They sell their bodies; that is, violate that God-given sanctuary when they swallow large numbers of packets of the drug, paying little heed to the danger it poses to their very lives; some even died when the packets burst in their stomachs.
They sometimes strap it on themselves; make false compartments in their suitcases; place drugs in wigs, in the weaving of their hair, in vegetables and other eatables such as cakes, pepper sauce, fruit juices. And now, rum liqueur.
It is like a Pandora’s Box, as the list goes on and on, with no end in sight, not forgetting the fact that drug trafficking has no age range. And when a 78-year-old man was caught transporting the narcotic, he, too, was about to board a plane bound for New York.
The illegal trade has no gender, race, nor religion. Even the handicapped have come in for dishonourable mention. I know of a wheelchair-bound lady who is serving time right now for drug possession with intent to traffic. Therefore, the list of possibilities for drug trafficking seems endless, with the preferred route being North America.
You see, the North American destination is within close proximity to Guyana, since many of the traffickers have their contacts there already, whether by way of friends or relatives living in the metropolis. So, the next logical thing to do is organise things down here in Guyana, and get the stuff up to the lucrative North. It is as easy as that. For this simple reason, drug-trafficking remains an attraction to those wanting to make quick, big money, while it remains a headache for law enforcement.
Drug trafficking has an endless list of vile implications, chief of which is the risk to life and limb; but the madness goes far beyond the scope of our imagination. When one can show no respect for their suckling newborn, it tells you where we are in this dungeon called drug trafficking.
I mean, this young lady does not have any respect for herself; that is already an established fact. But my God! Do show some respect for your newborn!
Kudos to the alert CANU team at the Cheddi Jagan International Airport! Keep up the good work!

NEIL ADAMS