Star Sab­ga, who is al­leged to be the main con­spir­a­tor in a plot to mur­der Gov­ern­ment of­fi­cials, has made at least three re­quests to be seen by a med­ical doc­tor while un­der house ar­rest at her West­moor­ings apart­ment. How­ev­er, she is yet to get a re­sponse from Com­mis­sion­er of Po­lice Al­lis­ter Gue­var­ro on the mat­ter.

Min­is­ter of Agri­cul­ture and Fish­eries Ravi Rati­ram is ap­peal­ing to chick­en de­pot own­ers/op­er­a­tors not to en­gage in price goug­ing amidst the con­tin­u­ing cri­sis cur­rent­ly af­fect­ing the poul­try in­dus­try.

​The above words are from a pow­er­ful Frank Sina­tra song—My Way—that is wide­ly utilised on many oc­ca­sions. Re­cent­ly, it has be­come a fu­ner­al salute of sorts for per­sons whose lives sig­nalled a “My Way” ap­proach, which, de­pend­ing on which pew you sat in at the church or ser­vice, could be con­sid­ered good or bad.

“For I am per­suad­ed, that nei­ther death, nor life, nor an­gels, nor prin­ci­pal­i­ties, nor pow­ers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any oth­er crea­ture, shall be able to sep­a­rate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Je­sus our Lord.” (Ro­mans 8:38 &39)

Some of us have had the time, pa­tience, and in­ter­est to re­peat­ed­ly con­sid­er the late Mer­chant’s 1985 sug­ges­tion that the steel­pan might have at that time been “in dan­ger.”