I listened today to Guyanese. I listened to an Afro-Guyanese man - a vegetarian and a Rasta. I heard honest critique and hope for change. Yes, there are governmental games being played that have to do with control, money, and power. The money doesn't come when it should and creates pockets of desperation in order to fill some sort of political ego. Yes, there are Guyanese persons who hire private garbage collectors who collect the garbage from the "good" neighborhoods and dump them in the bad ones. Yes, it might be old and worn but the class conversation is still real real real and crushing lives.
Indians and blacks are in a struggle for power and identity. Suspicion is high and each one blame someone who is of that other group. Yet, they are caught in an extremely intimate relationship of need and dependence so all hurt when things get bad. As the Guyanese man and others told me one group owns the business, but needs the other group for labor and to be the consumers. So, one wonders why they would not work together for a better place, a better environment.
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