IT is an incredulous thing to contemplate when the daily retort of the neophytes of the main opposition party is to make mountains out of molehills.
In this episode of their clown show, the molehill is once again the President’s dancing moves.

These neophytes seek to school the President of the Republic on what they, in their myopic minds, view as inappropriate dancing when Dr Ali indulged his party comrades gathered for the 32nd Congress of the People’s Progressive Party last weekend.
As is customary, the delegates took time out to socialise during the talent show which featured as the main event of the scheduled cultural night of the congress. And, as is also customary within the party, the rank and file and the party’s leadership would suspend protocol and commensurate among themselves with full vigour and camaraderie.

In this instance, during a musical interlude, Dr. Ali was prodded by the men and women of the party to take the floor and stage and dance to the rhythms of the Tasa drums, and he did. The subjectivity of the intensity of his dancing, not surprisingly, has become a preoccupation of leadership hopefuls of the PNC-led APNU, Roysdale Forde, and others of his ilk.

Let us be clear: the PPP’s congress is not a state event, nor is it an event that should concern the folks in the PNC, save and except for them to gauge the strength of our party’s muster, to inform and humble their misplaced ambitions.

Most Guyanese who have been availing themselves of the myriad of empowerment opportunities being created by the PPP/C government, be it in housing, education, technical skill training, employment, entrepreneurship, community development, and the other benefits flowing to the citizenry since 2020, would agree that there is much to celebrate in this country, for the transformation that has begun and the bounty of wealth creation that is sure to flow to all, shortly.

Unfortunately, on the flip side of our society are the fringe elements of the Grinch’s camp who refuse to see anything good, positive, or remotely joyful about their country or its ongoing transformation. They are unrepentant, unshakeable sour pusses who can see only what is beyond their snotty noses and that picture always registers in their little minds, as a glass half empty. And, as the nature of the Grinch compels them, anyone who dares to digress from the narratives of their poisonous cool aid brew is attacked and ridiculed with insults, race hate, and calumny.

The reality in this country though, is that the PNC leaders have been long estranged from the masses and working-class, and have become a sorry, pathetic product of their own making. Over the years, they have foisted on the people, dictators; socialites and wannabe aristocrats, and the so-called bourgeoisie, who could hardly bear to greet the ordinary people with handshakes, or countenance the simplicity, camaraderie, and joy with which Guyanese are known to flavour their daily lives in every nook and cranny.

These utopian nincompoops have become foolishly levitated far beyond and above the reaches of the people, even among their own political support base, and are daring to project such follies as the political standard and decorum that all politicians should embrace.

Roysdale Forde, et all, should watch and learn valuable lessons for their kindergarten, out-of-touch approaches to politics and social relations with the Guyanese electorate.
Meanwhile, the Head of State of the PPP/C government and his team will stay grounded with the people and where there is music, we’ll let it play on, and where Dr. Mohammed Irfaan Ali is present, he will dance on!