Author: S.W. Scott

Once again that time is drawing nigh, that time when the self-proclaimed comrade — SVG Massah — will again unearth his slithery shrewdness to deceive the gullible SVG masses sufficient to allow themselves to be ensnared for another five years. He is poised to usher in his final attack on a weakened political system before crawling unwillingly into the abyss, his weathered shell cracked and porous, his soul long since pawned off for one last round of guileful maneuverings, legislative shenanigans, and alleged judicial hijackings. But ready or not you will depart. The comrade will undoubtedly leave the stage with…