Letters & Opinion, Politics

Why Mr Prime Minister?

Image of Prime Minister Dr. Kenny Anthony

The Editor:

Based on Dr. Anthony’s latest attack on Guy Mayers, the new chairman of the United Workers Party (UWP), I am moved to ask the following questions for public consumption:

When did Dr Anthony first know that Guy Mayers was the sole person responsible for IMPACS? Did he disclose this to anyone previous to his ranting and raving at Vieux-Fort last Sunday? Why didn’t he tell this to the people of Saint Lucia when he addressed them in March this year on IMPACS? Why did the former police commissioner have to suffer such humility and embarrassment, quitting his job, if someone else was responsible for IMPACS?

–Peter Josie. 


  1. EC$5000 says you cannot get atop the VFort Calvary Hill, with a megaphone- at high noon on a Saturday –
    spewing such gaseous overly ripe eggs .
    I doubt very much you ever visit – even with a contingent of Royal marines as escort.
    You did spin much hay in said constituency-in your salad years, n’est pas?
    Ah, the irony, oui!

  2. Your X-Mas card reads:
    ” You’re a mean one, Peetar Judas Josie
    You really are a heel
    You’re as cuddly as a cactus
    You’re as charming as an eel, Peetar Judas Josie!
    You’re a bad banana
    With a greasy black peel!
    You’re a monster, Peetar Judas Josie
    Your heart’s an empty hole
    Your brain is full of spiders
    You’ve got garlic in your soul, Peetar Judas Josie!
    I wouldn’t touch you with
    A thirty nine and a half foot pole!
    You’re a vile one, Peetar Judas Josie
    You have termites in your smile
    You have all the tender sweetness
    of a seasick crocodile, Peetar Judas Josie!
    Given the choice between the two of you
    I’d take the seasick crocodile!
    You’re a foul one, Peetar Judas Josie
    You’re a nasty-wasty skunk
    Your heart is full of unwashed socks
    Your soul is full of gunk, Peetar Judas Josie!
    The three words that best describe you
    Are as follows, and I quote:
    You’re a rotter, Peetar Judas Josie
    You’re the king of sinful sots
    Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched
    With moldy purple spots, Peetar Judas Josie!
    Your soul is an appalling dump heap
    Overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment
    Of deplorable rubbish imaginable
    Mangled up in tangled up knots!
    You nauseate me, PEETAR JOSIE.
    With a nauseas super-naus
    You’re a crooked jerky jockey
    And you drive a crooked horse, PEETAR JOSIE!
    You’re a three-decker
    Sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
    With arsenic sauce!

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