I have a solution to Nassau' over-population. We will send all of the PLPs to a Morton's Salt Gulag on Inagua. We don't send food until each one shovels a ton of salt a day.

They should be good at it. They were pounding salt up the rear end of the country for years.

Because victimisation is part of the PLP playbook, they assume that everyone does it -- just like their tiefin'.

It's good to see that the Prime Minister's Office is still using those "secure" pink briefcases that Fweddy bought many years ago. They are quite the things. The briefcase is bulletproof and fireproof, and if you een gat a key, it is almost impossible to get in without a cutting torch.

You haven't been partying with Tiger Woods, have you?

I actually like his posts. I look at them at the same way I look at a weird bug that I have never seen before. The posts are a strange combination of Googled facts that are misinterpreted to fit the current premise of the day or the view that end times are upon us.

I quite enjoyed the fables of poisoning the weed of the black man to make him a murderous beast, or that Myles Munroe predicted a whole pile of shiite, but couldn't predict his private jet hitting the gantry crane, wiping out several families in the process. It is better entertainment than watching Ivan grind his axes in The Punch. I don't want to brag or anything, but according to John, I have survived the end of the world about 5 times. I am not afraid of the rapture and second coming -- it's the zombie apocalypse that is disturbing.

The amazing thing to me, is that if a dentist doesn't have or can't get coverage, what about the ordinary people who don't have the income stream of a dentist?

@Baha10 What you say is the truth. I know of a person who lives on Eastern Road, and runs a very successful business. I see him working alongside his employees. I asked him why, and he said essentially the same thing -- Bahamians by-and-large do not know how to conduct themselves in business. The classic story is hiring a young man, who when told of his starting date, wanted two weeks holidays beginning on his start date and he wanted pay for those two weeks -- before he even did a lick of work.

Where should we give her a break?

Sad.

I have had occasion to speak to the man on many occasions throughout the years. He was cognitively losing it as far back as 2007. Several colleagues, after talking to him, asked me if he was suffering from dementia years ago.