Submitted by Old Onions Bag

At anytime now, the DLP and BLP will lock horns in true mountain goat fashion, in an all out fight for prowess, and rights to lead this country for the next five years. Smite for smite, and a now continued reconstituted promise…”A Mother of all Battles.”

A time comes however, when it is necessary to step up DLP and square off. A party can only make militate boast of being confident that it will win the next elections, and procrastinate when it comes to that which matter most, for so long. It must at sometime deliver that all elusive “Stone Cold Cutter,” for until then all is bare talk.  Why everyone knows, it is always better to present a JBL stance, than to appear baffled and in doubt on the eve of a “Royal Rumble.” Why what’s so big now in an election’s date anyway, where the element of surprise is lost? Why the hold up in letting the people decide on their next future leaders? To rekindle the peoples’ hopes and recede to the back burner, can only allow an opponent to further strengthen his nelson lock, maybe even engage a ‘Leaping Clothes Line’ to further gain inundating electorate points.

There definitely cannot be any element of surprise now at this late hour, as both parties been on elections mode for months. Why then the ‘milch cow’ and hush hush? Why the megalomania  that there is a need to be holding on”till the last tether..to the last sinew?” Does such melodrama make one’s chances better.. perchance being been seen as the Undertaker or Big Show? If one feels that sure of themselves, they should be eager to show they are indeed ready to pronounce battle and draw first Rambo blood.

Both Wickham and Bell have wisely pronounced, that the DLP Party’s chances of regaining power wanes with each successive hour and every passing day. This pronouncement carries no flabbergast as the vendors on Swan Street have been saying the same. The word  has been… ONE TERM for sometime now. In the meanwhile, we await the obvious morganatic…. vulpine Red Rooster squaring up to the votive Yellow Pup. When shall we see a first bite…or yet another morose Pile Driver peck?  Ouch,  ouch !