Ratchifee and unfinished business

You ever looked at a freshly sculptured WASA pothole or mud-mound and wondered what in the inner workings of the human mind/soul/psyche/consciousness could ever conceive of such an act as being even remotely acceptable?

Now, I am not only speaking about the workers and supervisors at the site immediately responsible for the artwork, or the bosses back at headquarters who think it’s all okay, for a week or month or year. But there is a case to be made about our national penchant for vi-ki-vy (let the linguists settle this one … it’s from the French “vaille que vaille”) and ratchifee (the etymology of which appears to be undetermined).

Likewise, what can possibly lead anyone to believe that the ad hoc, vy-ki-vy arrangements for “regularising” the stay of Venezuela immigrants (though they are not the only victims of immigration policy at variance with international law and convention) are justifiable as a way of assuring their integration into T&T society or prospective safe return?

How does anyone - including the “close de borders” crowd of 2019 (who should never be allowed to fade comfortably into the background, however much their messaging changes) – argue in favour of denying the children of immigrants the right (and it is a right under at least one Convention to which we are boastful signatories) to an education?

There is also my continued amazement at the open rejection of digital solutions by politicians, senior public servants and many business leaders to some of the issues that render us prone to inefficiencies, lethargy, and chronically unfinished business.

Make no mistake about it, there is no real commitment to promoting remote work … wherever possible. Not every time and everywhere. Nobody, for instance, advocates work-from-home modus for WASA pipeline replacement. As far as I know, there has been no audit of the possibilities in either the public service or private sector. So, what accounts for the quick resort to “no”?

The prime minister does not believe this can work, and there is nothing sensible on this subject that has been uttered by any of the other political contestants or their numerous surrogates in the public space.

Listen. It was believed by somebody in a position of influence that the online appointment system at the Licensing Offices for drivers’ licence transactions should have reverted to the customary hours-long torture of the pre-pandemic era.

True, this return to arduous “normalcy” did not last long but note that it entered someone’s thoughts (without apparent opposition from Cabinet come down) that an online appointment system that worked should have been eliminated.

It is quite a charge to accuse an entire nation of not only governance by vaps (as a function of the collective body politic) but of considering vi-ki-vy and ratchifee as acceptable in the face of ‘too much to do with too little’, ‘incompetent leadership’, ‘small size’ or a ‘complacent clientele’ (citizens) who won’t fuss too much after initial emotions are fully vented – typically after 10 days of griping.

There are too many other examples for limited op-ed space. But one of the more crippling characteristics of countries in transition from one stage of development to another, is the degree to which citizens are accepting of unfinished, shoddy public business – even as “leave dat jess so” is accepted creed in personal spaces awaiting divine intervention.

This phenomenon spans a causal spectrum including sloppy lawmaking and enforcement, anachronistic public and private leadership, obsessively pragmatic political principles, sleazy partisan favouritism, and a general view that everything will be okay … eventually. So, “leave it so nah.”

“There might be a mound of mud or a big hole, but at least we fixed the leak”; “they t’ief but they performed”, “we give the immigrants time to stay and work, we never talk about children”; “we agreed to the CCJ but not THIS CCJ.” Unfinished business aplenty. Ratchifee. Improvised value systems. Spinning top in mud.

This might all sound funny, and it would probably have been, If not for numerous potentially injurious impacts. Official sloth and procrastination have cost us much in the public health system, policing, public policy, and numerous other areas of national and community life.

There is something that happens to the souls and minds of people who believe that vy-ki-vy, ad hoc decision-making that moves quickly from one bit of unfinished business to the next is somehow acceptable as a way of advancing the development game.

That suspension-bending pothole or mound of mud is barely the tip of a psychic trash pile of unfinished business. It is among the products of ratchifee, vy-ki-vy, and postponement of opportunity.