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Kaieteur News
Wednesday April 17, 2013
Letters... Where your views make the news Letters... Where your views make the news
Night club torments nearby residents DEAR EDITOR, A wave of hopelessness engulfed me as I waited, tired and dejected, for the midnight hour Saturday hoping that the continuous loud heavy bass battering my head all week, but more cruelly and longer from Friday night to early Saturday morning, then from Saturday afternoon to early Sunday morning then Sunday nught April 14, 2013. It never stopped until approx. 1:00 am or later Monday. Myself and relatives don’t have or own a nightclub or a
Pool Hall yet it seems as though we do or have automatically become a branch of this entity, as the heavy, extremely loud bass and loud music emanating from Buddy’s continually invades our house from Sunday to Sunday. It triggers a beating in my ears from the unbearable stress and racks my nerves night after night denying me the eight hours rest recommended by the doctor, and myself and relatives the right to enjoy the peace and
comfort we are entitled to in our home. I still have to use the escape route for myself and granddaughter by placing my mattress on the floor. It is not that I am not affected there too but somehow I manage to get a little sleep eventually. The health of our very young children is endangered and under siege. Nothing is being done to RIGHT THIS WRONG. On Monday April 8, 2013. I tiredly paced the floor up
and down in disgust and anger again waiting for the cut off point at midnight with a sick child in my hands, I myself just getting over a nasty bout of the flu. It was 1:00 am next day. I had called the police Quick Response just after midnight and had spoken to a female rank explaining to her that I had a sick child in my hands and that I am quite sure she heard the child crying. She took the report but one hour later at 1:00 am the music was still blasting,
I called again to let her know that the music was still playing loudly and she responded by letting me know that she had sent a patrol and that I was speaking too loudly in her ear. That was when I lost it and indeed began speaking loudly and in anger and frustration. She can never relate to this punishment and injustice; she doesn’t know how it feels to be tormented by loud music and heavy bass causing one to lose vital rest for over two years. I then called Kitty Police Station and made a report to a much more polite female rank. The music never stopped until just after two am Tuesday. It is frightening and sickening to know that no help will be coming when the problem involves this particular entity. One has to be satisfied to just make a report and be promised that a patrol would be sent. No patrol goes there for whatever reason. The music stops whenever they choose to stop it. I am once again calling on the authority to have measures put in place so that this cruelty, harassment and wanton disrespect for people’s right being trampled
upon over and over again and people’s health being jeopardized. This cruelty has to be curbed and swiftly. The ritual of the music being lowered for a few days if a complaint is made and then it is business as usual, must be stopped. I am demanding protection for our young children. Why can’t everyone enjoy his or her space, the right to read a book, watch television or just sit and enjoy their peace and comfort without heavy booming bass beating their brains to a pulp or just annoying them so late at nights? Why isn’t the cut off point not being applied to this particular entity? Those powerful equipment and appliances even when turned down still invades the house. The location of the large sound boxes is what causes the sound to enter my place of residence from the pool hall. The night club is not properly sound proofed. They should seek advice from Voice of Guyana on how to sound proof. NO sound should be coming out of that Night Club or the Pool Hall for that matter causing so much discomfort. Pearl Lewis
DEAR EDITOR, I met the Reverend in September,1973 in Jamaica. I had gone to study Theology. He was my warden and one of my tutors. He said to me to study Theology, History and Sociology. I asked him why? He said to me that I might need a secular job to survive. I took his advice. I indeed needed a secular job when I returned to Guyana. I so admired him that I wanted to be like him but I did not have his intellectual capacity so I settled for myself. However, l consoled myself by naming one of my sons after him. After the completion of my third year at the College, I was an avowed Marxist.I believed that the working class should own the means of production and it was the means to change society from capitalism to socialism. I believed in no God and that God was the figment of our imagination. The church in Guyana was not happy with my ideology
and had wanted to recall me back to Guyana. Reverend intervened and I completed my studies but I modified my ideology through philosophical and religious enquiries. Reverend was on the side of justice. He fought for the restoration of democracy in Guyana. He wrote for Catholic Standard and denounced rigged elections, oppression and the denial of human rights. For Reverend , God is found in human beings. This is what Gandhi said. “If I could persuade myself that I should find God in the Himalayan cave I would proceed there immediately. But I know I cannot find him apart from humanity. I recognize no God except that God s to found in the hearts of the dumb million.” On behalf of the people of Leguan, our sincere sympathy to his extended family. Farewell Reverend. I shall always remember you. Albert James
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