THE EDITOR: I have been a resident of Laventille since my family brought me here from St Vincent when I was a child. I have watched with horror the way this lovely hillside has been neglected for more than 60 years. Today it is the roaming ground of killers with guns who have no regard for human life of man, woman or child.
I therefore made it my business to go to the meeting which Jack Warner had on the Greens on Tuesday.
A clever man indeed. For while the crowd was almost 100 percent Afro-Trini, few were truly of Laventille, even fewer in the crowd wore green, to prove I believe that he did not bring with him his travelling circus. Knock, knock one for him. The people of Laventille were largely locked behind their doors afraid of even looking out a window. Those foolish enough to sit below the street light playing an innocent game of cards have ended up in the morgue.
I went because when a man is hailed as the new Messiah, I want to listen. I expected him to tell us the truth, that he was part of the Government he is now calling corrupt.
I wanted to hear the following: Knock, knock, Mr Warner. Why did you have to leave Fifa? Innocent until proven guilty.
Knock, knock, Mr Warner why were you at the Hyatt when bribes were being handed out to Concacaf Officials to get them to vote for the Arab man whose name I can’t remember?
Knock, knock, Mr Warner, why were you unable to defend yourself before the Simmons Concacaf enquiry whose report dammed you for financial matters?
Knock, knock, Mr Warner who do you think you are fooling by legal action against Concacaf? I hope I live long enough to see you sit and squirm in the witness box under cross- examination.
Knock, knock, Mr Warner, tell us about the old fire truck that $6 M was spent to haul up from Blanchisseuse hill.
Knock, knock, Mr Warner, do you really believe people are taken in by your totally hypocritical apology in which you tried to make out like the Pharisee who, striking his breast in the Synagogue, tried to tell God that he was not like other men. Remember the phrase “sounding brass and tinkling cymbal”. That’s what you are.
Knock, knock Mr Warner, when in Laventille, why did you not speak directly to the killers, some of whom might well have been in the crowd. Dare them to reveal themselves before you so that in your reincarnation as a messiah you could cast out the devils and demons.
Knock, knock Mr Warner, do you really think people accept you now to be better than those with whom you associated for the last seven years, but did not know of corruption?
“Sounding brass and tinkling cymbal” Corinthian 1, chapter 13, “Mr Knock knock”.