So it’s a New Year, 2009 and the fact that you’re reading this means that we have made it into yet another year, safe and thankfully sound. Time to pack up the Christmas tree too and put away decorations, taking extra care with the long string of lights. We’ll try our best with those lights thingee, but truth be told, next Christmas they’ll be the usual tangled mess and if three wasn’t light last time, now it’ll be about seven. You know how the thing does go, but seven out of 25 not so bad.
Ham already down to the bone anyway and cake just about done. Rum bottles that survive the festivities did so barely, some holding out with two or three more corks if we lucky. But everybody safe and the way things going, that right there is enough to ‘take ah drink fuh dat.’ Could have been a whole lot cotton-picking worse.
Bank accounts get a Panorama beating too. Some battered on the ropes, but holding on, looking at us through eyes just as bloody as our own, after a heavy drinking session. Some out cold, down for the count, long before the New Year count. Few looking healthy, unless you have a nice surname like them Syrian fellas. Or you and a good brethren does make late night excursions to certain exotic places in South America on a small fishing boat, carrying items that has not been approved by the Food and Drugs Administration.
Since none of you fall into the last two categories, it’s back to the usual hustle, in the regular attempt to keep an extra twenty between this pay-check and the next one. A never-ending cycle, unless of course some of you inherit a crop of ‘tomatoes’ in Moruga. Not that recessions bothering Trinis anyway, Christmas done and Carnival on the way. Rags in the air, flags in the air and gunshots too mind you.
While we have been on the better side of luck and God’s good graces, there are over 1000 people who haven’t been so lucky. Let’s take just a minute at least to remember that there have been over 500 murdered this year and the same number missing. Grenade getting as popular as scratch bomb and you could buy a gun and rounds as easy as a doubles with slight pepper. That’s where we reach right, where a practical gift might now be a bullet proof vest, instead of a bottle of Johnnie Walker.
On this side of the border crime is a problem as well, and there are many who hate to see me take swipes at the mess home. But I have just as much right as any Trini to complain and the situation get from worse to stinking bad. Politicians and Police to blame first, since they have the power to make the difference. There seems to be this thing about them not caring enough and the biggest profiteers for now are the business that could build the fastest coffins. I won’t be surprised if Simpson’s Funeral Home selling casket more than Neal and Massy selling cars.
I didn’t plan to start the New Year on this note, but this quick letter seemed necessary. In the mean time most of you will be trying to lose the Christmas pounds to fit in the Carnival costume, good luck. And forget those resolutions that never make it out of January as well. Until the next time, all the best and be safe…
Inniss
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