Interior's OIA had it coming, royally
If from the outset, Interior’s OIA had faithfully carried out its fiduciary responsibility as a true partner, the soured relationship that it forced between the NMI and federal government could have been averted six years ago.
It is now crystal clear that the culprits all hail from the US Department of Interior’s OIA, including private investigators–human rights activists–who were paid US mainland taxpayers money to scrounge up dirt so former OIA helmsman Allen Stayman can relish the grand opportunity of kicking it right up against our face.
But for all his meticulous and egregious plans to ruin the image, reputation and livelihood of the people of these isles, how sad that the ultimate result has back fired royally and he must be scrambling for cover in the rest rooms of the US Department of State. I mean, this man dubbed as “levelheaded” (which really is more like air-headed than anything else) had the gall of an evil genius to destroy and compromise our faith in all that our country stands for.
It is a grand scheme of economic annihilation, mindless of the hardship that he would have inflicted against a sacred document upon which we’ve faithfully laid our lives and future as the newest group of US Citizens. He was convinced that it’s his way or “no way”. How mind boggling that he’s totally scrapped the very essence of our rights to self-government. He obviously opted to shelf the existence of an elected and republican form of government in the CNMI.
What I find most despicable in Stayman’s agenda is the obvious neglect of the destructive influences of the Asian Crisis that has ravaged the local economy beyond our ability to stave off any further assaults. He never offered to help. Imagine, he’s been on the job since 1993 but apparently decided to compromise principle, credibility and dignity as to become faithfully blind, dancing well into the dark and deep pockets of labor unions’ bosses. It is this very decision that derailed him from the once great sense of purpose and camaraderie with the leadership of these isles.
It seems too that his faithful crony David North has decided to try his clumsy hands on real hard ball when all he’s hurled were used tennis balls in his parents’ backyards. It must be excruciatingly painful being run-over by the first baseman. Well, this is what you get when you fiddle around with real major league players as you boast off your boyish pony league skills. It should have dawned on you, sir, that it’s filthy toying around with bird droppings not necessarily from Navassa Island, but the Commonwealth of the Northern Mariana Islands. Sorry, Mr. North, but this is one long trip headed deep South!
Stayman would spend the last 18 months of the lame duck Clinton administration pondering his future career. Frankly, I don’t relish his self-inflicted woes all premised on completely adolescent sense of blind ambition. If Nixon had his plumbers’ unit, eh, you could just as well be Clinton’s lackey boy who was given a job not because you have any special qualifications other than sporting the long smile of an ignorant political stalwart who believes in the power of the labor unions’ purse, yeah? Who asked you to toy around with the Ooops Agenda?
The deadly heat wave of this strange summer would descend upon all those who toyed with overt political tactics during, read slowly now, government working hours. Next, all must endure the ice burning sensation of an impending long winter months or your last Christmas on Pennsylvania Avenue. Thanks to our friends in the US Congress for restoring our faith and hope under the “Stars and Stripes Forever”. Let us move forward and close the ugly pages of this chapter that rightfully belongs in the ash heap of history. Si Yuus Maase` Congressmen Tom DeLay, Don Young, Dick Armey, Dana Rorabacher, other friends too numerous to mention, and, yes, Senator Frank Murkowski.
