... to one and all

What was your day like?

The sexton of Holy Saviour Anglican church in Curepe, Trinidad, had a real drama this morning. He was abducted right in front of Royal Castle, Curepe junction. A man stopped and offered to drop him to church. Then when he got there the man said, "We going for a run." They stopped at the corner of Ragbir and Maclean Streets and picked up 2 other men. One took out a note book and the other asked the questions: When the collection is taken up?... If kept at the priest's house?... How much he works for?... What bank they put it in? They took him as far as Cane Farm Road, Trincity, then dropped him at Kaydonna Cinema. The sexton came to church later to tell the priest and make the report to the police and he was still in shock, most likely counting his blessed stars he was still alive. There have been a recent wave of hold-ups of business places in Curepe. The St. Joseph Catholic church got held up a short time ago - the crooks stayed in the congregation the entire service and then held up the persons counting the money. A woman was abducted on Tuesday. Police says she put up a struggle. This was evidenced by the discovery of her bloody dentures. I can't describe the level of disgust I feel right now. This isn't the first time I am going to say it, but it is definitely the most passionately I think I will ever meant it: I have no intention of ever living in my homeland again.

Oh, by the way, my mother is the priest at Holy Saviour Anglican Church.

ALCOA, please stop.

There isn't enough being done about ALCOA's proposed aluminum smelter plants in Trinidad. That much is obvious since the plans have not been halted. What is more troubling is the government's refusal to come clean on why this venture is being allowed to proceed despite the warnings from around the world. Partnership in the deal is not an excuse for permanent destruction of the nation. Find out what you can do to stop ALCOA and the government of Trinidad & Tobago from constructing the aluminum smelters. Then do it.

And the scores are in.

United Workers Party wins the St. Lucia general election with 11 seats to the St. Lucia Labour Party's six. History has been made as Sir John G.M. Compton becomes the world's oldest Head of State, a record previously held by Fidel Castro. Times are about to change as they tend to do, but now, more drastically. As a forienger in the Helen of the West, I was privy to an objective view of the entire affair, and suffice it to say, there were some very disappointing performances and behaviours exhibited by individuals on both sides of the game, none moreso than the outgoing Prime Minister, the Hon. Dr. Kenny Anthony. But as politics is not my passion, nor is the commentary surrounding it, I'll leave this one as a statistical stamp on my environment's history.

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That's three out of two she's lost.
Don't you mean two out of three?
No, she didn't even know number three was coming.
Me, commenting on a recent run of creative conflicts among co-workers.

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Dark lonley alley
Flash of light, dull burning pain
Please call nine one one

I see stars

It was a cloudless night, but the air was still moist with the day's showers. Conversations were light and comical, crossing into the threshold of tear-jerking hilarious at times. Topics ran through their natural progression from gossip, social commentary and inevitably to sex. Every now and then though the odd celebrity faux pas personally witnessed thrown in at pertinent discussions. On one such insertion of celebrity association, someone tossed the lit match to what can only be described as a leaky petrol station.
Surmised conversation as follows:
"So my cousin is meeting George Bush next week."
"Really?!? ... interesting. How's that happening?"
"The something or the other institute is honouring her father and the president always attends to present the thingy and so on."
"Oh, ok, so a sort of meeting by default then."
"Yeah, I guess, but she does get to meet him personally as part of the event though."
"Well that counts if she talks to him then."
"Funny you should say that, because I asked her, 'What are you going to say?' because she isn't really a big fan of his."
"What did she say?"
"She's thinking about it. But I mean, if you were going to meet someone who both indirectly and directly affected your life through their actions, wouldn't you want to say something? Even in that maybe 30 second chance you get to meet them?"
And thus the flames were ignited.
So here's the scenario: You're at an event to honour a family member with international recognition, about to meet one of the world's most influential human beings. You're not ignorant, and you've already rationalised the consequences of dumb actions.
What would you say and/or do?