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Out with the OLD in with the NEW

   The new school year is here and students are walking the streets in their new uniforms and new shoes. So much promise in their eyes, but for how long? Recently, I was taking a look at all the ministers and leaders of Jamaica. There are thousands of students who graduate each year with degrees related to politics who leave ready and willing to become a part of the politics arena. However, there is a huge problem which is the fact that our current leaders are getting old and unable to do many of things they used to. Why aren't these leaders stepping aside to give the young people of our nation an opportunity to share their opinions and give back to their nation?

Power is a hell of a thing and people will take it to the grave with them just to ensure that they leave in a high position. When they retire our leaders are expected to live in comfort as they receive a good amount of funds to take care of their needs. After a period of years I believe that they should be asked to leave their positions. Our leaders can't be saying it's all about the youth when you continue to block any form of progress for them by refusing to give them the platform to express themselves. I continue to look forward to the day when I see new faces making the decisions of the nation. All my life I have been seeing some of these faces sitting in the same position. If they were doing an awesome job I could second guess my stance but they are simply just being seat warmers. It's time to step aside and give the young people an opportunity.

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