Royalty entanglement with the Caribbean is not new. Whether it has to do with extracting wealth through patronage/sponsorship of all sorts, enjoying the sea, plenty sun, quiet on private islands/beaches – the Caribbean remains their playground. Years ago, they even created Royal Readers just for the region, and the many other corners of their empires….
torn world and broken truth
What has happened to truth? Is it dead? Is truth on a long pilgrimage lost in some remote corner of our world? Or has truth gone underground, tired of being ambushed? Perhaps, truth is frozen somewhere between melting icecaps and rising tides. Lenin knew from his modus operandi that lies told repeatedly quickly become truth….
the elusive ‘free’…
On a very recent train journey out of London to our home-destination, among the travellers who joined on one of the many stops was a man carrying a used and tired cork bulletin board with the word ‘free’ boldly written on the one side. Valdo, our border terrier, caught his attention so he plunked himself…
obedience – dead weight
My mother once told me that as a child I had my own mind and tended to do the opposite to what I was told to do. Locally, such a child would have been known as an ‘own way’ child. And there were quite a few around that small village. Retrospectively, I can now see…
Enough!
Will there ever be a limit to what we humans perceive as enough? Can ‘enough’ become what used to be known as ‘virtue ‘- specifically used here as that which is meant to be good and to serve as a sort of moral compass. It can be reasonably suggested that such a compass is currently…
‘cohorts’ and decolonising
Decolonising pundits are all over the place – often crawling out of colonial woodwork to re-invent themselves and their ware in new clothing. Sooner rather than later though, the colonial hold on some pundits would be exposed. Such is the stark reminder of the provisonality of any decolonising undertaking and especially in our deploying of…