simple farmer

the devil has many representatives and children in guyana
today i visited this son of shaytan to remind him that he has to go
it was a slow start to the day as school is not in session so less traffic and less people. and not he usual flow of Bishops students to talk to and remind them about nandlall the psychopath. or that india has abolished the caste system and untouchability etc etc
guyana being the racial utopia tha it is, a lot of east indians [straight haired negroes] take it personally when they see you out thre saying nandlall must go. being held hostage by nandlall and crew for so long, they display classic signs of stockholm syndrome. they are invested in their captors success

of course not all straight haired negroes are held captive by shaytan & co. the only ones who stop and talk to me are older east indian men whose brains were fully developed before freedumb was unleashed on guyana in 1992
an 80 year old man stopped to talk
yall are the reason these people still in power
by yall, he means curly haired negroes

yall sit back too long and ‘low these people fuh get like dis. dese people mad but yall never do dem nuttin fuh stop dem. you know dese people robbing me? they not paying me my full pension and is because i used to work for burnham and arthur chung til he dead. dat man burnham was a good man. de best man dat eva run dis country. i went and see minister ___________ for my pension. you kno wuh he tell me? i going to lunch. de man never see me and he know me you know. dem got to go man dem wicked bad.

you get a lot of thumbs up and waves and head nods. some people mouth keep up the good work, with you all the way, don’t stop the struggle etc
none bother to stop and join me
what you see in their eyes their faces and body language is the fear that has enveloped this scuntry.

everyone want to go to heaven / but no one want to die

there’s a certain sub-set of east indian men who pass and take it upon themselves to reclaim their women on the protest line. they wont talk to me or anyone else but zone in on the woman who has gone off the track
why are you doing this? this govt is a good govt. everybody happy in this country
that’s for another show by itself, but you get the picture

no one called me a low life today or hurled any obscenities at me. at least i didnt hear any 🙂
one negroe pulled up in the passenger seat of a car and screamed in a most aggressive tonetell me what is your plan for the country since you want nandlall to go
get out of the car
no tell me
hello! you want me to outline my vision for guyana at a stop sign? [he sudddnely turn me into a presidential candidate]
yes! talk i listening
are you fucking crazy? how can i explain that at a stop sign et out of the car
yes i am crazy
ok well there you go. get out the car if you want to talk to me
ah coming back
you do that
that could only have come from a crazy fucking negroid

Saphier Husain-Subedar stopped his car briefly to remind me to vote for him as he is the only man ready to run guyana. better than all the rest. forgot the even had a political party

there are two forms of lunacy i tackle on a regular basis from young and old alike
bai yuh ain frikken dem people lock yuh up
and
yuh wastin time. dem people stayin in power. nuttin cant change dat
these are terminal patients

ron robinson, jumbie a man and a woman came by and filmed a skit for stretched out magazine and left. cant wait to see dat

anil nandlall came by and the vehice stopped as he read my sign. you want see in the vehicle but you know the joker is reading and probably filming
it slowly went up the road and entered the yard
shortly after two policemen came marching toward me
i said hello the first one who went by and turned my back on the second as i saw him angling towards me

what is your motive?
what? Motive? Read the sign.
who you with? How many y’all here?
I am by myself. I don’t know who is out here. Who sent you? What’s your motive?
see how you getting. I doing my investigations
OK let’s start over
no we done start a’ready
OK nandlall is a psychopath
so who and you out here?
i said i by myself i don’t know how out here
who’s dem people?
i don’t know. people come and go all day
so what you trying to do?
i am not trying to do anything

he was a shabbily dressed corporal.
i ignored him for a while but he found his way towards the front gate of nandlall’s lair with the other cop who walked by earlier was.
it’s then i realised the black tinted white car PNN 4388 was back with brown suit and somebody else.
shortly after a woman sergeant i’ve seen about before came. walked past me and joined her compadres
more time went by and nandlall re-emerged from his lair. instead of going on about his business he circled the block and came back around to check me out. his vehicle stopped for a moment then rolled on
but not before me reminding him that he has to go

as the devil representative rolled on the rain came and washed out the police from under the tree. they ran into the security hut and kept an evil eye on me from a distance