Obvious questions arise...
So who “allows the cocaine to pass?” Who’s in positions to facilitate the traffic? Obviously, first, the manufacturers, procurers, importers, “transshipment operatives”; officials and staff at ports-of-entry and exit, employees of these ports, these airlines, these shipping companies and those who are “security” personnel and cleaners - all these can provide the opportunity for the dishonest from time to time. Scrutiny is always needed, as these operatives must be of the highest honesty and trust, no matter how inadequate their salaries are.

But where do these drugs originate? Marijuana is planted here, by those who see no sin in “juggling two corn”. In what form is the cocaine? Where is it made? Where do the raw materials come from? Who arranges the international connections? And who are the various beneficiaries? Keep at it Customs Anti-Narcotics Unit (CANU). Here’s hoping that all your members are strong. And straight.

Catching the Barons
The courier, the mule caught at the airport - whether young sportsman, cabin attendant, sailor, grandmother or Beauty Queen - is merely a smaller cog in the bigger wheel of the Barons and the Brains behind the industry.

I was told that a few bold brave couriers do sing from time to time. But most fear for their lives and their families. Then too, the Barons and the “organisation” take care of circumstances when important, loyal couriers are caught. I was also intrigued to learn that the Canadian, British or American Agents - whose countries provide the lucrative markets - sometimes actually allow certain couriers “to pass through” overseas airports. They keep them under surveillance to trap the bigger fish. Sometimes for years. Until we hear of a big bust. How legal is that? Oh dear, poor me.

My ‘Morality Dilemma’
Since lots of the profits from the trade which remain and circulate locally, have to be laundered and made clean for use, many are the “fronts” or many are the new genuine businesses and enterprises established with the bloody funds.

Many of my own pals, even whilst acknowledging my puny effort to remain somewhat “moral” and “upright” at least consistent, constantly snigger knowingly and remind me that if I wish to be completely untouched by any trace of drug-trafficking or its influence I’ll have to remain at home continuously, permanently. So all-pervasive are the “consequences” of cocaine, they claim. This mini-bus, that bar, this store of bargains, that promotional entertainment: who is to know whether drugs funds are or were not involved somewhere these days? Poor me......

Lamely, I tell my friends that it still will not be morally right for me to support any enterprise knowingly funded by the narcotics blood money. For example, what does an otherwise law- abiding Christian parent tell his daughter who knows that he - the parent - is shopping at a drug lord’s store or “sporting” at a “suspicious” club? Should I give up?

Support Good Police....
Imagine a society with no police at all. Anarchy! Private Security Services or not. Everyday, a new crime, a unique innovative criminal act. And it’s our one overworked, underpaid C.I.D which has to handle the escalating criminal enterprise.

The above is just my own pitch this week to promote continuous support for the honest, brave policemen in the GPF. Against this hypothetical scenario. Hypothetical?

The C.I.D detective-investigator pursues a crime, apprehends and gets the perpetrators prosecuted and punished. In these days of post-February 2002 criminality, with the earliest directions given and available weapons in the youngest hands - that C.I.D detective is targeted, marked for death, however long after the conviction.

This is a planned, structured evil, intended to intimidate good police. To scare them off from doing their job routinely. (Not all cases could be attributed to Rogue-cop-bad business!). But this nefarious plan must not succeed. It is not succeeding. And we, the good people, must support the good police. Remember, we might disappear if there were no police at all!