by
Jean de Boissière
First
published in 1937 in Boissière's book "Trinidad - Land of the Rising
Inflection".
Before
eight in the morning, the meager two benches provided for the public were
filled with people to witness the election of a Mayor for Port of Spain. They
were mostly women, all well over forty and more like lazy housewives, come for
a morning's entertainment than a group politically conscious females. The men
had the beaten, defeated look of most British West Indian workers, who after a
lifetime of toil under the most grueling conditions grasp at whatever outlet
offered the remains of their emotions
At
nine, the Mayor took the chair and started what the public had believed would
be an historical occasion. The first thing on the agenda was the swearing-in of
the newly elected councillors. There were five of them. Two were former councillors
of the party machine that kept the present Mayor in power. One was a new
addition to that machine, and the other two were the new, trade union-supported
councillors, whose votes were supposed to give the necessary majority to the
anti-Mayor group.
As
the councillors rose to take the oath, a very striking picture formed itself.
In the center was an enormous baize-covered oval table: around it stood the councillors,
aldermen and Mayor. Behind them a conglomeration of the dispossessed of all
classes of Port of Spain stood pressing against the wall formed by the backs of
the city fathers. The vast expense of table obviously stood for the private
property rights of Port of Spain. The solid wall of capitalist-politicians
protected the table from any encroachment by the assorted rabble at their
backs.
The
swearing over, the Mayor, who had climbed to political power by representing
himself as the spokesman of the dispossessed, congratulated the newly-elected councillors
in a speech that was notable only for an intimation to one of two trade union councillors,
a barrister, of possible patronage, when he reminded him that despite the
sinister reputation of lawyers in the community, the council very often found
use for them. His empty praise, threats and promises delivered, he proceeded to
the re-election of himself as Mayor of the city of Port of Spain.
The
system of election theoretically was a process of the elimination of possible
candidates until a division of the house was called to decide on the final two
candidates. In practise, the chairman absolutely controlled the whole process
of elimination by presuming to be the sole power for interpreting the ambiguous
rules of procedure. Someone would propose a candidate and another an opponent.
By a showing of hands they would select the substantiative candidate. They
would be nine for McCarthy and six for Ambard, the rest abstaining. A little
later in the proceedings someone would propose Cabral to oppose McCarthy who
had remained the substantiative candidate. At the showing of hands there were
seven for Cabral and six for McCarthy.
It
did not suit the Mayor's party to have McCarthy eliminated at that particular
stage with a possible build-up of Cabral as the eventual opponent. Whether or
not that had anything to do with the apparent miscount by many of the councillors
present could not be clear to the onlooker, but there was a great deal of
confusion and the Mayor called for another showing of hands. This time it was
six-six. According to previous procedures this meant that the substantiative
candidate was eliminated and Cabral take his place. The Mayor immediately ruled
that as McCarthv had nine votes in a previous contest against another opponent,
in spite of the fact that every individual elimination contest left the right
to abstain or change their candidate to the councillors, he still was the
substantiative candidate.
Many
councillors rose in protest at this high-handed interpretation of procedure by
the Mayor. The councillors at Port of Spain hurled abuse at one anothers' head
with vehemence that delighted the idle women and job-seeking men in the crowd,
who understood naught of the politics of their city, but were delighted at
being entertained in the manner they were accustomed to. The Mayor sat smiling
at his well-managed circus that was behaving exactly as he wished it to: his
rabble were being amused, and the councillors themselves were losing themselves
and their dignity in a mirage that completely obscured the real issues at
stake.
He
called for yet another showing of hands. Some protested. He ignored them, and
at the showing someone forgot who he had held up his hand for the first, and
second times, and the result was six for Cabral and seven for McCarthy. The
Mayor had got it as he wished, even if he had to trample the dignity of the
civil body of Port of Spain in the gutter to do so.
Before
any one councillor could catch his breath to give voice to a coherent protest,
one of the Mayor's party proposed the Mayor as a candidate. It was now
necessary for the Mayor to leave the chair. Two councillors of the opposing
camp proposed a new chairman and were seconded. The Mayor announced the one
that suited him as the new chairman, and ignored the other proposal as if it
had never been made. Pandemonium let loose for the second time. The historic
meeting went on without a chairman at all for fully fifteen minutes, while the
opposition struggled for a hearing. In the meantime, three of the Mayor's party
shrieked at one another from opposite side of the table about the
interpretation of this procedure. It meant little, except as a very effective
way of keeping the opposition from expressing itself. For even the most naive
onlooker could see by now that the man who sat in the chair elected who he
wanted as Mayor. Johnston made an offer to take the chair and appealed to the councillors
to keep his right to sit there. But the opposition thoroughly rankled refused
to support him. This also meant little, because if he was not entitled to it,
neither was the candidate of the opposition, and the only alternative was the
Mayor's henchman and deputy Pujadas. He took the chair.
The
newly elected supporter of the Mayor rose to make a speech on the candidate he
was voting for. He spoke in the manner of a school teacher whose self-taught
diction is at best in the backroom of a rumshop. His string of elaborated
catchwords lasted over 10 minutes. The chairman did not intervene while the
opposition waited patiently.
There
was another showing of hands at the conclusion of this boring interlude. Again
the chairman seemed incapable of simply counting the number of raised hands.
They bawled and screamed while one of the opposition leaders, Gomes, literally
bursting with anger at the whole disgraceful affair, threatened to take the
matter of the abuse of procedure to court at his own expense. The Mayor edged
nearer to him and shrieked that if Gomes hit him, he would sock him on the jaw.
With this, several of the Mayor's adherents of the bruiser type aggressively
thrust themselves close to the Mayor and stood in a threatening attitude. This
bit of gangster intimidation may have been the cause of the sudden subsidence
of a storm that had broken several ink pots and at one point threatened to
break up the meeting.
Calm
again, Councillor Gomes rose to support his candidate against the Mayor. He
began logically and clearly to deal with the years of administration or
mal-administration. He spoke with a fine clear style, too fine, for the chairman
ruled that he must not make a speech or at most not talk for more than five
minutes. Gomes referred to the long speech of the schoolmaster. The chairman
ignored him. Gomes sat down with an assured resignation.
A
decision was called for and taken. Still nobody could count the hands
correctly. So each name was put down and stated as candidate. One by one the councillors
gave their vote until they came to Sinanan, the newly-elected, who had returned
through the instrumentality of the trade unions. For weeks he had been sitting
in the councils of the anti-Mayor opposition. Without a trace of embarrassment
he voted against the people who had put him there and whose trust he had
betrayed by sitting in on their plan of campaign. It gave the final disgraceful
note to the whole sordid affair.
His
vote gave the Mayor the chair for another year. It should not have been so as
according to the procedure followed up to then. The opposition could have
rallied their forces and proposed another candidate to oppose the Mayor who was
only the substantiative candidate. But the chairman and the mob conspired to
declare the new Mayor. The wildly enthusiastic populace, who had shown what
mass action can do, danced up the street to the Mayor's office where they would
celebrate the triumph of capitalist re-action with the few pence spared to buy
rum. Thus ended a scene that would have outraged any self-respecting citizen of
Port of Spain. But then there was very little room for such people in the council
chamber on the morning the Mayor was elected.
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