Letters & Opinion, Sounding Off

Let’s Cut To The Chase

By Rochelle Gonzales
By Rochelle Gonzales

TODAY my sounding off will leave you to make up your own minds on a matter that not only irks me but is a major scourge in our society, that people are either too scared, situwez or prudish to talk about.

It’s going to be short, not so sweet and to the point.

Why is it that we continue to allow people with money and “power” to act above the law, commit dirty acts, get away with crimes and generally spit in our eyes and call it rain?

I am only one person but my neck aches from shaking my head at the absurdities that take place all around me and people continue on with life pretending to be oblivious of it all.

Almost on a daily basis, I hear accounts of men and women who are very well known and are supposedly outstanding citizens of the island getting up to all sorts of blatant criminal acts and I’m left to wonder, well why aren’t they paying for their crime? Why are they still walking amongst law abiding citizens like myself?

Recent circumstances in the local media have roused up a major buzz of the predatory ways of certain individuals. Now can someone tell me why, if SO many people know about the deviant behaviours of these individuals, why oh, why, have they been allowed to continue for so long without being prosecuted?

Now I know that some might say that all what I’ve heard is just hearsay, rumours and that there is no proof to prosecute, but again I say if the reports are factual, surely by now someone, somewhere could have gathered enough evidence to mount against said individuals.

For legal and managerial reasons I am bound to be as discreet as possible, however, people with their thinking hats on should know exactly what I’m carping on about and whilst I don’t like speaking for others, in this instance I will be the mouthpiece to say that what the high class perpetrators might think is well hidden in the dark has always been exposed as if standing in broad daylight and the masses are disgusted.

And what disgusts me more is the fact that the offending parties always have their pity parties filling up the airways and social media at the slightest misfortune that befalls them or after they have passed away.

What about their victims whose lives have been destroyed and they are left to pick up the pieces or at least try to pick up the pieces on their own? They are forced to live with the pain, the anger or the shame because if they dare open their mouths, their lives would be at risk.

One thing commonly said about St. Lucia is that it is a lawless nation and I find that to be a monstrous and bitter pill to swallow, but one that I have to nonetheless because whilst I’m constantly hearing roadside conversations about people being sent to prison for cases like marijuana possession and self-defence, I am yet to hear about a well-known individual being even fined for the same acts or worse.

Is this just? Should I send out a call for criminals to get rich and famous so that they could continue on with their criminal lifestyles in peace? This is seemingly the case and the realisation that C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) is a sad, sad one.

Who is to blame for this sad fact? Who is responsible? Surely it is not for one to bear but all…the blame should be spread evenly because as a society, we have collectively fed and raised this monster with our silence and tolerance.

If what I have said has offended anyone, then I am sorry but I am not sorry…wear that cap with pride.

Rochelle entered the Media fraternity in May 2011 as a fresh-faced young woman with a passion for the English language, a thirst for worldly knowledge and a longing to inform the world of what was happening around them, whether it was good or bad.

She began as part of a small news team at Choice Television, which falls under the MediaZone umbrella. She was hired as one of the original members of the newly created Choice News Now team...Read full bio...

 

4 Comments

  1. the legal system is made to serve the one who have a lawyer to defend him.
    money talks and can afford lawyers, a poor man cant.

  2. What an ambiguous set of ‘Mape-wee’. While agitating the charge of the Light Brigade you were unable to make one cohesive charge directed at a ‘Rich and above the Law’ like an Allen Chastanet who has engaged in an onslaught of pernicious acts of lies and deception against the population of Lucians – “SIR, SIR, SIR, MY EARPIECE IS NOT WORKING IN KWEYOL, SO SIR, SIR, SIR, I WILL HAVE TO ASK YOU TO SPEAK ENGLISH, then the EARPIECE will understand” ?? is you serious ?

    Criminals in high places and above the law ? Rochelle, I present Allen Chastanet the master illusionist and magician. If I but knew who were these “criminals above the Law” – Guy Joseph ? Claudius Francis ? Ricky Weightlifter ? Ezekiel Joseph ? Gale Rigobert ? who the hell are you calling out ? Pedophile Priest ? Linus ? and you want me to call names to get me excommunicated? lol pas mwen.

    The Charge of the Light Brigade

    Half a league, half a league,
    Half a league onward,
    All in the valley of Death
    Rode the six hundred.
    “Forward, the Light Brigade!
    “Charge for the guns!” he said:
    Into the valley of Death
    Rode the six hundred.

    “Forward, the Light Brigade!”
    Was there a man dismay’d?
    Not tho’ the soldier knew
    Someone had blunder’d:
    Theirs not to make reply,
    Theirs not to reason why,
    Theirs but to do and die:
    Into the valley of Death
    Rode the six hundred.

    Cannon to right of them,
    Cannon to left of them,
    Cannon in front of them
    Volley’d and thunder’d;
    Storm’d at with shot and shell,
    Boldly they rode and well,
    Into the jaws of Death,
    Into the mouth of Hell
    Rode the six hundred.

    Flash’d all their sabres bare,
    Flash’d as they turn’d in air,
    Sabring the gunners there,
    Charging an army, while
    All the world wonder’d:
    Plunged in the battery-smoke
    Right thro’ the line they broke;
    Cossack and Russian
    Reel’d from the sabre stroke
    Shatter’d and sunder’d.
    Then they rode back, but not
    Not the six hundred.

    Cannon to right of them,
    Cannon to left of them,
    Cannon behind them
    Volley’d and thunder’d;
    Storm’d at with shot and shell,
    While horse and hero fell,
    They that had fought so well
    Came thro’ the jaws of Death
    Back from the mouth of Hell,
    All that was left of them,
    Left of six hundred.

    When can their glory fade?
    O the wild charge they made!
    All the world wondered.
    Honour the charge they made,
    Honour the Light Brigade,
    Noble six hundred.

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