Since weekend, rumours have been flying around St. Lucia and its diaspora (of which I am unofficially part…ahem!) that Sir John Compton is dead. If he’s not, he seems to be barely hanging on to life. HTS/CMC reporter Clinton Reynolds last night practically gave the St. Lucian Prime Minister his last rites, saying that members of the Cabinet were meeting, presumably to begin ‘funeral arrangements’ and that Sir John’s family was with him to be with him in his last moments.
Ok then.
According to reports I have been hearing this weekend, he has been hospitalised with a severe chest infection (read pneumonia – for an 82 year old, read dying) and that he was flown by air ambulance to a hospital in Martinique, where he is in intensive care.
It is perhaps rude of me to harp on this in what may be the man’s last moments (then again he could do like Fidel Castro or Ariel Sharon- just hover between life and death…then again…speaking of rumours of demise… is Castro alive?) but why did St. Lucians elect a geriatric to lead their country? I mean, was the SLP that bad? I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – that was just stupid. They killed the man. No 82 year old needs that kind of stress.
