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Letter: Anatol Leopold Scott to Ralph Gonsalves
Published on August 2, 2014 Email To Friend    Print Version

Dear Sir:

In twice publishing the following words Mr P Knight, Mr Party Knight, Mr Political Knight, (Mr Ralph Gonsalves), I think you have made a very BIG mistake:

“Men make their own history, but they do not make it as they please; they do not make it under circumstances of their own choosing, but under circumstances existing already, given and transmitted from the past. The tradition of all dead generations weighs like a nightmare on the brains of the living. And just as they seem to be occupied with revolutionizing themselves and things, creating something that did not exist before, precisely in such epochs of revolutionary crisis they anxiously conjure up the spirits of the past to their service, borrowing from them names, battle slogans, and costumes in order to present this new scene in world history in time-honored disguise and borrowed language.”

When these words first appeared I was rather flabbergasted. I could not understand them contextually but they touched some synapses in my brain and the quotation marks were the symbols that sent me looking for the source.

These words were written by Karl Marx in 1852. By including them in your post, at a moment of crisis for you on this site, you have at last confirmed that the communistic ideology still predominates your thinking. More particularly these words fully explain so much of your ideological and political maneuvers and strategies in St Vincent and the Grenadines and the entire Caribbean over the years.

Mr Gonsalves, you are not as smart as you like to think and I’m not as stupid as you assumed. Given your highly acclaimed brilliance, you have become too ‘cocksure’, so you have a tendency, through high-sounding language, of constantly minimizing the abilities of other people. This tendency in you is not new; it was there when you were a young boy. I wonder if you remember that you and I had an altercation on the steps of the St Vincent Boys’ Grammar School back in 1964, on the same subject, when I was first starting out as a youth leader.

Then, I thought you were a pompous braggart, an obnoxious, fawning reprobate, spouting an unwanted, inappropriate bunch of nonsense. You had a tendency to make me very angry back then. One day, I exploded. It took P.R. Campbell and Bernard Marshall to save you from the avalanche of blows I intended to inflict on your sickening soul. On my part, I thank Emile Cox and Winfield Williams for holding me back and for caring enough to calm my troubled soul. (Note that, throughout this document, I will name names to substantiate my truths.)

But when the above words re-appeared, more particularly in the second post, and, when they were followed by what, at first, appeared to me as a beautiful poem, for some unfathomable reason, my tentacles went up once again. I began to sense that something sinister, more than poetic, lay buried in those words. For some reason, they seemed ominous and the quotation marks again sent me looking. In truth, I was rather surprised that you would be familiar with the thoughts of the ancient philosopher, Lao-Tzu. You must have had quite a time, searching through the thousands, for the appropriate sayings to deliver your hidden messages to me. For the time being, however, I will leave out the poetic words and deal with what has become the meat of the matter for you and for me:

“Whereas a man with insight knows that to keep under is to endure. What happens to a fish pulled out of a pond, or to an implement of state pulled out of a scabbard? Unseen, they survive.”

The significance of the above three coded portions of Lao-Tzu’s thoughts will not be immediately understood by the vast majority of readers but they are extremely important to both of us (Mr P. Knight {i.e. Mr Ralph Gonsalves} and I).

1. Whereas a man with insight knows that to keep under is to endure.

Translation: Jerry Scott, your brother, is ‘a man’ (who once went up against Arnhim Eustace for leadership of the NDP) who has the (insight) ‘good sense’ to know that he will (endure) ‘survive’ as long as he (keep under) ‘remains silent’. Given that he is still in St Vincent and has adhered to your imposed proscriptions (political and property!), he has suffered great mental and physical damage to himself. On that score, you are the winner.

You really are a dangerous man, Ralph Gonsalves, for in all honesty, I must agree that the following very poetic parts of Lao-Tzu’s thoughts can also be made to fittingly apply to me:

He who feels punctured must once have been a bubble. He who feels unarmed must have carried arms. He who feels belittled must have been consequential. He who feels deprived must have had privilege.”

How do these words apply? Let us begin at the beginning! Shall we? (Just mimicking your style.)

1. Beginning in 1963, I was at the head of “Moral Rearmament”, the first organized youth movement in St Vincent (as far as I know). In 1965, we showed a movie in the market square entitled Harambee Africa, dealing with the Mau Mau issue and the injustices that had been perpetrated by the British in Kenya. Well over 3,000 people attended and listened to the combined presentations of Emile Cox, Joy Browne, Vera-Ann Brereton and myself after our return from a youth conference on Mackinac Island, Michigan. Through our own initiatives, throughout St Vincent, we had succeeded in raising about 70 percent of the money required to cover the trip to Mackinac. Realizing that we would not be able to raise the full amount and, based on my family connection, I approached Ebenezer Theodore Joshua, the then prime minister, with a request for help in raising the remaining 30 percent. To the astonishment of the youth, Joshua presented me with a government cheque to cover the balance of the cost. After we returned from Mackinac, he did not like the newfound ideas we began advocating and, when we showed Harambee Africa at the market square, he took a fit; he interpreted our action as ingratitude. Two days later, the driver for the then Administrator turned up in the big blue car (I think it was a Bentley) at my parents’ house in Campden Park to warn them that I should leave St Vincent within 24 hours, before the warrant for my arrest (inciting violence) was officially signed by the Administrator.

I went to my friend and most valuable supporter, Randolph Russell, of Russell’s Cinema, and explained my situation. Russell sent me home to pack a bag and told me to return to him early the next morning. The next morning, he gave me a plane ticket to Trinidad and Guyana, some pocket money (as he called it), and information on contacts in Trinidad and Guyana. The months that followed were quite an experience. I still fondly remember my meetings with the youth in Trinidad (all of whom had accepted me as leader of the Caribbean delegation at Mackinac) and through Conrad Hunt, the revered cricketer of the day, my time spent with Eric Williams. Through an old loveable soul, Esther Dey, in Guyana I was able to meet with those youth leaders I had met at Mackinac. They opened doors to such luminaries as Forbes Burnham (what a terrible character), Cheddi and Janet Jagan, Peter D’Aguiar and, I will never forget, months later, the glorious moment of sitting on Guiana’s Independence platform as the youth representative for St Vincent and the Grenadines.

From there, I went on to travel the globe with the international musical show “Up With People” for three glorious years. I lived through some of the horrors of the Civil Rights movement in the South of the United States (being arrested and set free twice) and through 50 states of that Union, all except Alaska. I remember the riots and my tour of the NASA museum facility in Nashville and the meeting of Werner von Braun, the Nazi scientist that was taken from Germany after the end of World War II and who went on to provide so much of the scientific and technical knowhow that had put America on the moon before the Russians.

I knew and partook in the anguish of the American people as they fought to end their government’s Vietnam war and the struggle it took for me to escape the military draft. I wended my way through Europe and, most of all, treasured the moment of trying to fathom Conrad Adenauer’s attempt at explaining to us his view of a reconstructed Europe and a revitalized Germany. I traveled through ten Canadian provinces, moved on to Japan, Korea, Indonesia, the Philippines, Puerto Rico, Jamaica, Panama, Mexico, and Venezuela.

Truthfully speaking, looking back on it all over the years, I have come to realize that, at that time, I was certainly not aware of the historical significance of the many moments I had lived through. Instead of enrolling, as planned, at Brooklyn College, I returned to SVG at the end of 1968, primarily because of a letter from my mother begging me to return home and, as she put it, ‘save our family’.

No one in my family could understand my first move, which was to take employment as a truck driver at the Milk Plant, then operating at the Campden Park Experiment Station. They all seemed to believe that, because I had graduated from Grammar School and had experienced so much overseas, taking a job as a truck driver was not the proper thing to do. I worked there for three months (the exact amount of time I had given my family and the manager of the Milk Plant), during which time, I managed to separate ‘the sheep from the goats’ in our family; the wayward agreed to leave and make their way to Holland; what remained, I decided, was to become our family’s hope.

Looking back, I think I did fairly well in that Jerry Scott, the individual in whom I had placed all the hopes for my family, eventually became close to the man that I thought he could be.

Shortly before my three-month stint at the Milk Plant ran out, I realized that it would take more time to bring about the turnaround in my family. Instead of returning to Up with People and entering Brooklyn College later in the year, I decided to apply for admission to the civil service in St Vincent. I was placed in a clerical job at the Lands and Surveys Department under the Chief Surveyor, Inky Williams, operating directly underneath the then office of James Fitz-Allen Mitchell.

Three months later (as a result of the indefatigable efforts of Randolph Russell and a team of individuals, most of whom were leading businessmen in St Vincent, the identities of whom I was to learn about later), I was confronted with a command by Russell (not a suggestion) that I should apply for the job of executive secretary to the St Vincent Tourist Board. Two weeks after submitting my application, to my astonishment, at age 23, I became the first black, young person to occupy that position.

Apart from Mr P. Knight (Ralph Gonsalves), the only other person that has ever used the ‘fish’ and ‘pond’ themes in relation to me was Sir James Mitchell. He was then the minister of agriculture, trade, and tourism in the Cato government when I was appointed as executive secretary to the St Vincent Tourist Board in 1969. Shortly after my appointment, Gilliam Marshall and I were sent to Canada on a one-year, mostly observational, course of training in tourism.

Unlike Gillian, I felt that I needed more. On my own, I also enrolled in and completed an IATA course on tourism development and marketing. As a result of that course, shortly after my return, I began to develop many misgivings about the useless operations of the Board; it was mostly a means of rewarding political junkies with one or two trips per year to the United States, Britain, and Canada.

In addition, I found myself at odds with many aspects of the long-term effects of the direction in which Mr Mitchell wanted to take the development of tourism in the Grenadines. At one point, Mr Mitchell and I were in his office, discussing some of these matters that I had raised with the chairman, Mr Roddy Grant. He knew that, as the first Vincentian with a high degree of training in matters related to tourism, I was not satisfied with being simply a glorified but well paid taxi driver, transporting travel agents around St Vincent but having no input into the development and marketing of the industry.

I had indicated to him that I was thinking of leaving the job and returning to Canada. At some point in our conversation, Mr Mitchell posed the following question: “Anatol,” he asked, “which would you prefer to be? A big fish in a small pond or a small fish in a big pond?” My befuddled answer to him was: “I’d prefer to be just a simple fish.”

One month later, with no apparent signs of change in my job situation, but with his blessing, I left St Vincent and the Grenadines (the small pond) for Canada (the big pond).

The reader should now understand when I say that the words, thrown at me, using Lao-Tzu’s thoughts, are completely fitting. I will repeat them here:

He who feels punctured must once have been a bubble. He who feels unarmed must have carried arms. He who feels belittled must have been consequential. He who feels deprived must have had privilege.”

Fast forward to the present! After another terrible experience at the besmirched hands of LIAT, I arrived at St Vincent on October 18, 2013, for my fourth visit in 43 years. Through the media, I learned that an NDP political rally was being held in Chateaubelair about a week later. Remembering the type of disgraceful rallies that used to be held in St Vincent during the 1960s, I decided to attend this rally, primarily to introduce my Canadian companion to politics Vincy-style and to see if anything had changed over the years.

Before the ‘speeches’ began, my partner and I were walking around the field among the people. Suddenly, I was approached by an individual who called me by my first name, except that he corrupted it into ‘Anatal’ with emphasis on the third ‘A’ instead of the first. Not knowing who this person was and, totally perplexed at his knowing my name, I asked him how he knew who I was. He never answered my question but, with a rather distasteful swagger, he confidently stated that he has “ways of finding out dem kinda ting.” Next he asserted, quite confidently, that he hoped he was the first to welcome me to the ULP in St. Vincent. I was totally astounded by this news, so I asked him where he had gotten that information. His answer was that “Dey tell me you come back to run in South Leeward for ULP next election.”

Bearing in mind that the early memories of Ralph Gonsalves were still firmly fixed in my mind, this incident had a very negative effect on me, to the point that I left that rally after the first two of an expected five or six speeches. Within two weeks after that incident, several people from the Campden Park, Questelles and Clare Valley areas accosted me with the same accusation (but, these were mostly angry NDP supporters demanding to know why I would ‘turn coat’ against my brother). I spoke to my brothers about it and discovered that, although they had not mentioned it to me, they too had heard the same rumour.

We agreed that I should speak to Nigel Stevenson, the elected NDP area representative for the district. I approached Nigel Stevenson at a function being held at the local NDP office and made it clear that I had no intention of running for the ULP. He was relieved to hear my words and indicated that he had also heard the news of my intent to run for the ULP. However, the really good thing about that meeting was my discovery that Nigel’s wife happened to be the daughter of my only god-child in St Vincent.

After that, I made it clear to anyone who would dare raise the subject of me entering politics that I had no interest in politics or the ULP. When asked why, I would usually retell the story of my experience with the big fish in the small pond and I made it clear that I still intended to remain a small fish. Any one of those individuals could have passed the information of the big fish/small fish on to Ralph Gonsalves. My suspicion of the culprit is one G. Edwards (full first name withheld) of Camden Park with whom I had three blunt but not congenial discussions during the six months I spent there.

Shortly before Christmas, I had just left the bakery on the main drag going down to the Campden Park Industrial Park when a pickup truck with several men in the deck pulled up beside me. I noticed a white man at the wheel signaling for me to approach the truck. I immediately recognized Julian Francis.

“You’re a Scott, right?” He asked, on my approach.

“Yes,” I acknowledged.

“I can tell.” he continued. “I know all the brothers. You look, walk, and talk like them but, I don’t know you.”

We looked directly into each other’s eyes, and it must have been evident to him that I intended to say nothing more.

“You know who I am?” he finally asked.

“Yes.” I answered. “I know of you but I don’t know you!”

He looked at me and I could feel the contempt in his poisonous snake eyes. I looked at him and signaled my quiet disgust for crawling, especially venomous, snakes.

Realizing that there was no further need for communication, I simply walked away.
My nightmare having to do with the issuance of a passport began shortly after that exchange and, now the explanation for P. Knight’s (Ralph Gonsalves’) use of Lao-Tzu’s thoughts can be better understood.

2. “What happens to a fish pulled out of a pond, or to an implement of state pulled out of a scabbard?

Translation: ‘You’ (unmentioned but referring to me) are a (small) ‘fish’ pulled out of a (big) pond (Canada) (by an unnamed entity {possibly, the NDP}) but you will not succeed because I (meaning Gonsalves, not mentioned) control ‘the implement of state’ (the Passport) that (if not released to you) ‘pulled out’ of a ‘scabbard’ will block your entry into SVG and its politics.

3. “Unseen, they survive.”

Translation: If Jerry Scott stays out of the political fray and if you stay away from St Vincent and the Grenadines, you and he, ‘they’, will both ‘survive’.

To those who would accuse me of paranoia, I will now offer the main evidence in support of my contentions.

1. You, Mr Gonsalves, and your chief immigration officer, Mr Stanford Hamilton, have had almost eight months of beating around the bush on issuing a passport to me. Do I have to go public with the full details of those sickening exchanges or will this posting suffice? Will you and your minions stop your attempt at denying my citizenship? There are two lawyers already lined up who know me and my family from way back when and who are ready to defend my legal right to Vincentian citizenship. As directed, before I left St Vincent, deliver my passport to my brother, Jerry Scott, and stop your political one-upmanship.

2. But even if you do that, please take note that it will not stop me from continuing to fight against the abuse and misuse of Vincentian history that you and Jomo Thomas have foisted on the people of SVG. If you persist in this ignominy, I will make it a point of throwing myself fully into the politics of the next election, despite my not intending to run as a candidate. Do not mess with me!

Mr Ralph Gonsalves: Do not use coded language to threaten me or members of my family

A long time ago, I came to the conclusion that one of the biggest problems in St Vincent and the Grenadines is that every one of the local so-called ‘leaders’ that I have personally known have suffered the ill effects of ‘the big fish in the small pond’ psychosis. From Ebenezer Theodore Joshua, through to Robert Milton Cato, and James Fitz-Allen Mitchell; every one of these leaders has demonstrated that big fish characteristic.

In their exercise of power, the true meaning of service, (of the people, by the people, and for the people) was not genuine to any of them. Their own greatness and the unquestioned imposition of their individual agendas was the most important force in their lives.

I am convinced that Mr Gonsalves suffers from this same defect. The problem is that, in him, it has become an uncontrollable disease that has attained a pervasiveness and power never before seen in our beloved St Vincent and the Grenadines. In my opinion, his ideology and disgraceful behaviours, over the years, qualify him as a charlatan and a megalomaniac of the worst kind!

Quo vadis?

Anatol Scott
 
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Comments:

Vinciman:

To Anatol:

Anatol you have the gall to try and defend yourself with all that bull, even after you can’t prove anything about anything? You sick Anatol, real sick in the head. My God! What a more than stupid man this guy is. Are you retarded Anatol? I personally think you burn out, too much whatever you taking, stop taking that medication, it making you senile and it messing with your vision.
You say you don't know who Peter Binose is, and you replied to him thanking him for his compliments, and sharing info with him? Liar! Anatol you are a fraud. Here is the link. http://www.caribbeannewsnow.com/topstory-Letter%3A-Ancestry---A-follow-up-22185.html

Again, P Knight quoted Dr Gonsalves and provided us (the readers) with a link to what Gonsalves wrote on reparation, and you say what? This Anatol guy is a mess!

You know what, I done with you. What a foolish being. This is not my problem, you beyond help.

P Knight or PKnight (what a joke) whatever, same difference, should ignore you like how Jomo did, and Dr Gonsalves ignoring you too. You are no match for these heavy weights. You just bright for yourself, that's it, you are your own admirer and a spoil brat at that. Grow up!

Vinciman.

Vinciman:

One thing I observe about "Caribbean News Now", they don't place the comments in the correct order;"ah wonder why?" They should explain themselves.

For example my comment which says "this guy has a lot of gall" etc should be placed under my first comment which says "This guy has to be a real stupid person" etc, and not at the end of Anatol article as placed!

"Wha going on here eh"? Something fishy or what? Make the corrections, and put everything in perspective...Anatol gonna get some good blows, don't try to save him.

Kay Bacchus Browne:

Thank you for your deep insight, your beauty of metaphors and most of all the boldness and confidence to share .

SVG needs Liberators such as you

Aju!

Canute Patrick Campbell:

Anatol Scott, its nice to hear from you and Jerry. I remember the good old 60s in Grammar School from Form 2 onwards.....Don't stop now, keep on helping SVG the country you know so well.

Anatol Scott:

To: Vinciman

Based on my works here, I doubt that anyone with even a modicum of ability to think clearly would use the word ‘stupid’ to refer to me - go to your dictionary (if you have one) and look up the meaning of the words ‘stupid’ and ‘modicum’ in the sense that I have just used them.

I do not know who Peter Binose is. I have never talked to him or met him (as far as I know) so he could not have ‘told’ me anything. I happen to agree with a lot of what he writes; if those arguments were to come from Tom, Dick, or Harry, I would still agree with the arguments because I relate to reasoned ideas, not the persons or personalities from whom they emanated.

The obverse of that statement is also true to my way of thinking. If someone, the diminutive Pknight, for example, makes a statement that is not based on basic reasoning, I cannot agree with that statement. P Knight, as compared to Pknight, has the ability to reason but his anonymity becomes questionable when he has to resort to an alter ego (Ralph Gonsalves’s writing) to buttress his argument. Besides, I think that, in the above argument, I have given more than sufficient hints as to why I think P. Knight is Ralph Gonsalves. It is up to P Knight (who has conveniently absented himself from dealing with me) and/or Ralph Gonsalves to prove that my assertion is incorrect. You certainly have nothing to do with that, so quit your harping.

As an individual, I do not dislike or hate Mr. Gonsalves - to me that is a worthless emotion. I will say, however, that I hated a lot of his ideas as a young man, based on the reasoning that informed them then and still informs now. Since my boyhood years, I have also never cussed out Mr. Gonsalves. I have criticized his government and one or two of his ideas. I have exercised my democratic right to say what I think about him and some of his ideas but I have never and will never stoop to the base custom of cussing out him or anyone else.

Lastly! Too many Vincentians have this holier than thou attitude of constantly referring to or cloaking themselves in a God and the artifices pertaining to that God while paradoxically living very ungodly and reprehensible lives. Please refrain from using the work “God” in discussing everything and the word should especially not be used in the context in which you have twice used it. He, She, It has nothing to do with our discussion.

Anatol Scott




Vinciman:

This guy has to be a real stupid person to believe Peter Binose.

Peter Binose told him that P Knight is Ralph Gonsalves and he swallow it hook line and sinker.

Peter Binose as we all know hate Gonsalves to the bone and write a lot of lies about Dr Gonsalves, and use different aliases to respond to his own lies, to mislead others into believing he has a lot of support. But I know for a fact it was P Knight who exposes him in some of his old posts, so now he gets his friend Anatol to back him up.

I think if Anatol has something against Dr Gonsalves (and he sure has) and he want to cuss him out, he didn’t have to use this P Knight tactics to do so. God knows I hope he wrong. How can he prove P Knight is Ralph Gonsalves? Cause if he wrong, he will look real foolish, and it will prove how stupid these bright boys and girls who hate Dr Gonsalves are, and I hope to God he wrong.

It just goes to show how hatefully stupid some people are and, not having any real proof about what they think they know is the truth, and without any real facts can get innocent people into serious trouble.

Anatol like Peter Binose is definitely afraid of P Knight and rightly so, because I know for a fact that P Knight really bust them up in previous post and they don’t like that!

In my opinion P Knight is the right man for them. Bust them down P Knight. Anatol Scott is a real stupid person.

Vinciman


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