I know you are probably wondering why a lil girl like me writing the Prime Minister of Trinidad & Tobago. But after reading last week's Sunday newspapers in the latrine, I just had to write you.
Pat, my parents voted for UNC in the last election, so we thought Bas would be the Prime Minister, but lo and behold that dead-prick Robbie gone and make you the Prime Minister.
So we say, well okay, no problem we can't change that so we going with the flow. But then my father's boss was kidnapped and after he paid the ransom, he was released so he closed down the business. So my father, who has 14 children, got a job painting stones with CEPEP.
Then my oldest sister gone and elope with Mr. Big from Laventille and next thing you know somebody with a gun wipe out Bigs and his whole generation, my sister died too - I think you called it collateral damage.
Mr. Patrick we don't have electricity, so if you having problems reading this, it is because I writing in the dark, and if you are getting a bad scent is because we have to conserve the one barrel of water we have, so after I read the papers in the latrine, I did not wash my hands. And while you and that dumb cunt Hazel having breakfastes, me and my remaing 12 siblings have to eat provision with saltfish and mauby for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Well one of my brothers was working in Caroini Limited, but you closed that down, so he selling weed. My mother was afraid you will close down BWIA because you and that dick, Valley taking too long to make up your minds, so she working on George Street, she wears these nice fish net stockings and halter back tops to work. Sometimes she works until wee hours of the morning, so she comes home so tired, she can't walk properly. She is hourly paid, so her black purse is always full of money. But we always spend out the money at the pharmacy because thanks to Gold Teeth Raheal, Monostat T (for yeast infection) is not covered by the CDAP program
Well one of my sisters was working at NBN, but you closed down that too, so she just moved out of home and when we saw her in Port of Spain yesterday, she said her new address is Tamarind Square. It sounds posh, but I did not understand why she walking around ruffled-haired & topless in the city.
Well, I was listening to your last budget from the neighbor's radio, and I hear that my parents would not be paying tax next year because they are earning under $60,000 for the year. Well, they were not paying tax anyhow because Daddy does pay the Gang Leader in CEPEP the tax and Mummy say her salary tax free long time now.
One of my brothers joined the Police force and the whole village had a big Ramayan Yagna because he was the first Indian in this village to be a policeman. But after a few months he left the job and sold his uniform and gun to Mr. Big's cousin in Laventille. Now he have a real good business packaging the powder he brought home after a raid.
During one of my mother's rare sobre moments, she said: "Don't worry, the Prime Minister is a visionary, he knows what he is doing!" Well I don't know if she was being sarcastic, because I think you are a duncy head fucking asshole. How the fuck you expect poor mudder cunt people like we to survive. I wish the mystery bomber blow up Hazel pussy while you taking your Viagra. And that whole pack of pricks you have for ministers, I wish someone will lasso them all together and feed them fucking provision saltfish and mauby until it comes through their mudder cunt noses, and they are all poisoned to fucking death. We did not need a blimp, with your fucking head full of so much air, we could just let you go, and maybe, just maybe you will get lost in fucking space.
Indian people this fucking God forsaken country doh have a mudder cunt chance, after all the fucking contribution we make to all yuh lazy, teifing sorry ass. All ah allyuh is a set of neemakarams, and all yuh only care about branding and blinging. Doh save a fucking cent for the future and fuck away with education, even if it free.. That is why all yuh so fucking clueless and most of all yuh either in jail or fucking dying from Aids.