Fred Mitchell—Chairman of the New Day Progressive Liberal Party—recently warned Bahamians to brace themselves for an increase in “nasty politics” as we head toward 2026.

Which is adorable.

Because that warning is a bit like a professional arsonist holding a press conference to caution the public about an uptick in fires. Sir… people are mainly watching your hands.

Now enter Prime Minister Philip “Daddy Brave” Davis, standing at PLP ratification night, declaring—according to The Nassau Guardian—that “the country cannot afford a return to confusion” or the “petty politics” of the Free National Movement.

Confusion. Pettiness. Strong words from a man whose administration have turned “policy review” into a national suspense series.

According to the Prime Minister, this election is about:

• Moving forward versus being dragged backward
• Expanding opportunity versus shutting it down
• Respecting working people
• Progress versus pettiness

Which all sounds very inspiring… until you ask the dangerous follow-up question:

Progress where?

Because “forward” is not a direction—it’s a claim. And claims require receipts.

The Prime Minister urges PLP’s not to relax, not to assume victory, to knock on doors, to stay humble, to listen more than they talk, and to serve more than they posture.

Which is excellent advice—especially for an administration that has spent four-plus years perfecting the art of posture.

Then comes the pièce de résistance:
Michael Pintard, Leader of the Opposition, is branded a “petty man.”
And we’re told—quite solemnly—that “petty men do not build nations.”

Fair enough.

But here’s where the monologue turns into a mirror.

If pettiness is truly the enemy of progress, then surely the Prime Minister would first want to address the pettiness within his own government—because that’s where the policies actually stop, stall, or vanish.

Let’s start with Grand Bahama.

When the PLP came to office in 2021, it reviewed and ultimately terminated the existing Grand Lucayan resort sale arrangement negotiated under the previous administration. That is not opinion—that is public record.

What followed was not clarity, but limbo.

Years later, Grand Bahamians are still waiting for a definitive sale, still hearing conflicting timelines, still watching press conferences substitute for bulldozers. Whether the original deal was perfect is debatable—but cancelling it without a ready, executed alternative has had real consequences. That’s not “confusion” returning. That’s confusion being managed.

Now let’s talk about Princess Margaret Hospital.

The PLP government halted the ongoing PMH renovation project and returned loan funds associated with it—again, not speculation, but acknowledged by officials—while promising a brand-new hospital instead.

That new hospital has since been promoted internationally, discussed frequently, and completed… nowhere.

In the meantime, renovations stopped, timelines evaporated, and Bahamians were told—once again—to trust that something better is coming soon.

Soon has become the most overworked word in Bahamian politics.

So when Prime Minister Davis now asks “right-thinking Bahamians” to trust him again, because the alternative is “pettiness” and “confusion,” one can’t help but notice the irony.

Because trust is not earned by speeches.
Trust is not sustained by slogans.
And trust is certainly not built by cancelling projects, returning funds, restarting processes, and then blaming the opposition for the mess left behind.

Which brings us to the final question—the one voters keep asking quietly, even when rallies are loud:

If this is progress…
why does it feel like we keep starting over?

And if the Prime Minister’s argument is simply “Trust me, because the other guy is petty”—well, that’s not leadership.

That’s fear marketing.

And as the old saying goes:
Doing the same thing repeatedly, expecting a different result… is not progress.

It’s just insanity—with better lighting and a campaign soundtrack.

The Progressive Liberal Party (PLP) government fails for one reason; it is their nature.

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