I tried before. Didn’t get anywhere helping Excellency Ali. Due to stubbornness, no and get lost don’t faze. I try again. Think twice, Dr. President. Ease up, go slow, with the big haste to get former brother now Opposition Leader, Mr. Azruddin Mohamed out of Guyana, and in a Florida pen. Pres Ali is being reckless, taking unnecessary risks. Extradition can be a two-edged sword. Mohamed out of the picture, but Mohamed in the news. Bad news. Precedents exist.
A simple question asked of Pres Ali in his long-delayed, long-awaited press engagement led to his self-entanglement. Meeting with Mr. Mohamed, WIN, OL, MP, PP (political philanthropist), PPP-Q (quarry), and AT (American target). The short version of that inquiry was the president made a royal mess of the question. I heard that the president had better days. He could not have had a worse one. When to meet, if to meet, is not an occasion to beat about the bushes. There isn’t much to say, other than Dr. Ali is Dr. Ali, and there are no two like he. The problem was that the worst was yet to come.
With the speed of a social media wildfire, it flashed: the Mohamed Trust or Team Mohamed with a rebuttal. Call it calculated or call it clever, it was still revealing. For there was Mohamed Irfaan Ali in the flesh (not some malicious AI sketch) around the fleshpots and in the company of -guess who? A senior member of the Mohamed brain trust and family trust. El Padre Mohamed in person, and both Mohameds looking as happy as a lark on an electricity lamppost. It was of old times of living high, living large, and living with the Mohameds. Pres Ali may try his best to disown them now, but he can’t disown those good times, those times of brotherly love, those prosperous times. He can try to shake their embrace from his existence. But failure would be his reward. The post from the Mohameds confirm the precarious position in which Pres Ali has backed himself.
Before that cyberspace callout, there were those phone texts. Recall those texts that told so much in relation to watered down duty on a spruced-up Lamborghini (among other luxury spaceships). My take: Tangled webs enjoy a close relationship to tangled tongues and tangled feet. The president tried some shaking out and brushing off his linens. Damage control. Didn’t work then, wouldn’t work now. Some things have a habit of sticking to their sources. So, first there were phone texts. Then, there’s that recent picture of Pres Ali in good company and having a ball. It went around the world several times, and in less time than it takes a minibus to get from Stabroek Market to Bourda Market, and that’s on a Sunday morning before 6 a.m. Texts and cyber pix, I lump in one and term that strategic leaking. Wanna play tuff, okay; let’s see who’s more street tough. I remind all Guyanese of something: at this stage, Mr. Azruddin Mohamed has nothing to lose. In fact, he could prosper from extradition. Bring it on, babes.
What else does this wily operator have? How else would this new man of politics that Guyanese have watch grow before their eyes play his cards? Oh, he has a bag of them, for sure. He has shown adeptness at getting insurance. Or, what many Wall Streeters took comfort in: know where the skeletons are buried, know who planted them there. U.S. authorities are extremely skilled at separating information from people. Anyone who thinks the Americans are fixated on Guyana’s taxes should have their heads rearranged. Their priority is to gather intelligence on the entire PPP apparatus. Who aided and abetted whom? Who forms part of Guyana’s political-criminal networks? Who covered up crimes? Who helped cases stay unsolved? Just scratching the surface.
I warned Pres Ali before: beware unintended consequences. Weigh unplanned developments. Duty done. Country, presidency, and PPP served.
