Guyana has me scratching my head
Something must be wrong with my country—horribly wrong. Almost each morning in the past month and now at the start of this month I wake up to news of someone being killed. I remember at the end of last year, I hoped that the New Year would bring the peace and quiet for which this country had become well known. That has not been the case.
I would not detail the murders, because everyone knows about them. There are more news agencies than there ever was and each of them broadcast the horror in chilling detail. The electronic media even publish the gruesome photographs.
There was a time when the public made known their displeasure at the publication of these photographs in the newspapers and even by the television stations that featured a newscast. Today, the country is taking these things in stride.
In fact, the younger people actually rush to see these photographs with ghoulish glee. Something must be wrong with my country. Continue reading