Dressed to kill

Dec 08, 2015 Features / Columnists, Freddie Kissoon

Have you seen the Brian De Palma thriller, “Dressed to Kill” starring a unique and world class actor married to a Guyanese woman? In the movie, Michael Caine plays a psychiatrist who goes about killing people. You can lift the title of that film and apply it to society in Guyana.
In Guyana, the people who wear expensive clothes, own luxury houses, drive fancy cars and whose bank books are as high as when the stallion meets the sun, have some nasty dimensions to their life, like literally murdering people. I read somewhere about society in one of those Asian republics that emerged after the break-up of the Soviet Union. I can’t remember which one it is; it may be Uzbekistan. But I may be wrong.
The writer described a most surreal situation where the famous and the infamous, the powerful and the notorious, the politician and the thief, the police officer and the drug baron could be seen dining openly in public or attending sporting events together or in hushed conversation at the cocktail circuit.
Such a situation is identical in Guyana. A rich drug lady is pictured with the President. An unimaginably rich family compels its workers to buy their own soap and toilet paper for use in the family owned business in downtown Georgetown. One can well imagine the large attendance if such a family throws a garden party.
The killer of Monica Reece is quite accepted in the upper classes of Guyanese society. That man probably has more middle class friends from the crème de la crème of Guyanese society than the politicians, doctors, lawyers, engineers and beauty technicians. When he was President, Bharrat Jagdeo could be seen at Buddy’s Night Club with some unsavoury characters. Hundreds of patrons passed by the table to shake the hand of the Champion while his questionable friends enjoyed the moment.
While President, Jagdeo embraced as a friend, a multi-billionaire, who ordered his workers to imprison NIS inspectors on his work-site. For that Jagdeo should have lost his presidency.
I wonder if that Asian republic’s surrealism is more extensive and permeating than Guyana’s.
A high level operative in the Office of the President is discovered inducing a homosexual relation with an underage boy. But the enticer finds himself on the Rights of the Child Commission. Then his two Presidents promoted him. He was literally the de facto boss of the entire state media landscape. He turns up as a debater on television sitting next to decent journalists and editors from the private media who were happy to engage him. Interestingly, he sat right next to the snobbish and elitist guy who rules the waves at Stabroek News. Guyana is a morally disheveled, lost world.
President Ramotar turned up at the funeral service of Commissioner Henry Greene and heaped so much praise on him that if such a eulogy was to be measured in terms of gallons, it would amount to oceans of waters. But Henry Greene was one of the most corrupt, debauched and profane men who ever donned a police uniform. Out of safety for my life and fear of libel when Greene was alive, I did not bring out ninety percent of the perversities we, in the media know about Greene. For more on Greene read the Wikileaks tapes.
This same Ramotar told Mark Benschop in 2010 that he, Ramotar believes in moral politics. It was not that Ramotar was lying. Ramotar does believe in moral politics. The only problem is, that he doesn’t know what moral politics is and wouldn’t recognize it even it appears like Jaws on his lawn
Some rich people are like the Michael Caine character in “Dressed to Kill.” These people have status and wealth and connections in the Guyanese society. The Joneses cozy up to them but they kill people.
Remember the heiress who left a few millions for her handyman in her will? Her ultra-wealthy children thought that was too much for such a low level employee even though he worked forty years for the woman.
The children then organized a hit on the poor handyman. If these children throw a party the Who is Who in Guyana would turn up.
The wealthy class accepts that dirty things have to be done in the name of money. Like the killer of the Robb Street granny. By now citizens in and out of Guyana who followed the Robb Street granny murder trial know who killed her.
A man from a car importation firm went all dressed up to Albouystown in search of hitmen to kill granny. They killed granny. Somewhere out there, Monica Reece’s mother still cries.

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