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From Sketteldom - with malice towards some Print E-mail
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Thursday, 22 April 2010 00:00

Let’s do a quick spot-check (as Rhenae the Nail would put it) on the ongoing bitterness and malice in Sketteldom (which is to say, in the PUP) before we get back to our work in the ongoing village council elections in which the UDP continues to put a beating on the skettel party countrywide.

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One would have thought that for self-preservation alone, if for no other reason, skettels (old, new and recycled) would try their endeavour best to get

along for at least a few weeks, and to rally together in a desperate attempt to make a decent showing in these village council elections. But, even as Johnny is taking a flogging at the hands of the Hon. Gaspar in the North and the entire UDP countrywide, he and his feeble executive continue to come under heavy assault from elements led by his political rivals in his own party. It is now evident, if it wasn’t before, that as self-seeking as skettels are known to be, they hate each other much more than they love themselves. For goodness sake (or should we say, for badness sake), in the name of Sketteldom, would you all just try to get along?

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Can you imagine, of all the people in the world, Musa (the reformed communist) actually has his fanatics accusing Johnny of attempting to become a dictator. It is, to say the least, a preposterous accusation, especially coming from a man who adores Fidel so much that he, during the reign of the Skettel Empire, bestowed on that most notable dictator in the region our country’s most prestigious award. Now, we certainly are in no position to defend Johnny, whom we are sure can ‘squeak’ for himself, but if Johnny were to indeed be heading for dictatorship he would in fact qualify for a spot in the Guinness Book of World Records for being the dictator with the most ‘squeaky’ voice ever.

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Speaking of which, we hope ‘Papa Jeff’ did not deploy any of our policemen or policewomen to the frontline at that Trial Farm massacre of skettels last Sunday without outfitting them with ear-muffs, for if they weren’t, with all that ‘squeaking’ from Johnny, they must be suffering now from some kind of hearing impairment and, as cruffy would say it, pain ah ayze. We hope they were also armed with some kind of fumigation device, for the nomadic skettel journalist (once fired from Johnny’s Skettel Vision, also known as CTV 3) was busy like a bee (or should we say fluttering like a butterfly, a pink one to be precise?), trying his best to get into trouble.

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Scientists tell us butterflies have short memories due to the size of their brain, and the behaviour of the nomadic skettel journalist seemed to bear out that fact, because the colourful ‘pink butterfly’ was apparently oblivious to the fact that three years ago at that very place and occasion, someone got boxed. Lucky for him, this time Chendo was not around, being occupied with diplomatic matters in Mexico City; matters that are much more worthwhile, of course, than fly-swatting.    
   
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Speaking of which, we ourselves have too many worthwhile things to do this week than to waste time commentating on trifling skettel matters. So why don’t we just wrap it up now and get back to work in our assigned constituency for the ongoing village council elections, so we can continue to put a beating on those skettels around the country, as we’ve been doing for the past two weeks? Till next week, then, have fun!