Cowboy Thompy trying to catch the fatted calf.
When a man’s dream becomes his obsession then acts of desperation become his ideal. There is no other way to describe David Thompson’s act of desperation two weeks ago. The occasion was the unveiling of the statue to the Rt. Excellent Errol Barrow and the reopening of the fabulously renovated Independence Square.
It was a national event for which the unity of our Nation was under the international microscope. After all, our National Heroes were chosen primarily because of their work on behalf of all Barbadians, both at home and abroad. It was not an occasion to showcase any narrow political interest or the stage for Thompson to display his obsession to lead this country. It was an event for which Barbadians simply wanted to honour one of their most outstanding sons.
Why then did Thompson feel he had to plan a DLP march? Why did he have to bring along his rent-a-crowd and instruct them to cheer at every mention of his name? Why did they not cheer at the mention of Mr. Barrow’s name? Why did they feel they had to cheapen Mr. Barrow on his day?
These paid hecklers have not advanced the cause of the DLP in any way. They have only reinforced the widely held view that nothing is sacred in Thompson’s obsession to get his hands on power to slaughter the fatted calf.
Long time DLP stalwarts held their heads in shame and were heard to make less than complimentary remarks about the behavior of Thompson’s rent-a-crowd. Out of disgust a senior member was heard to say that the only way the Dems can defeat Mr. Arthur is if he, an old veteran, did a “John Compton”.
But to hire a rent-a-crowd to scream your name every time it is mentioned and then to go to the microphone, stand before and audience including present and former Prime Ministers of distinction, the likes of Sir John Crompton and deliver one of the most intellectually empty speeches ever may best understand why it was not Mr. Barrow’s wish to have Thompson succeed him in St. John. Barrow’s worse nightmare has been realized and today his children the ones to whom his greatest work is attributed have been cast out from the house he built and scattered across our political landscape. Clyde Mascoll stands to date as the latest casualty of Thompson’s attack on Barrow’s life work. And it will get worse.
We are going to see Thompson and his goon squad engaged in all sorts of activities to foment trouble in this country. They will continue to use the call-in progammes with gay abandon to foist their views on the public and infiltrate national organizations.
But they shall fail. Barbadians have time and time again stated that they have no confidence in Thompson. As one faithful Dem supporter confessed last week, he is not a “people’s person”. He must not believe that going to every dub fete and pretending to be one of the boys will fool anyone, he just does not have it.
Furthermore after 20 years in public life, we are still unsure of his philosophy and programme for this country. As Minister of Finance his only solution for solving the unemployment problem was “bus fare and lunch money”. Is it not he who defied Erskine Sandiford and set up a commission to introduce casino gambling into Barbados and the author of Barbados’ biggest political lie?
Barbadians must not trust this reckless Wild West cowboy, David Thompson.
