handy, like a tool

I made this today with ocoye!

CSS + after party 07 re-cap

Remember Raymi??

i DO!

holy i just fell back in love. I remember reading her hump buddy story and feeling weird ‘down there’ for hours.

i’ll be stalking her for the next few days.

http://raymitheminx.blogspot.com/

NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT THE HOLOCAUST!

I SHIT YOU NOT!

So today while on the veranda, Georgia (19) asked my grandma why the Nazi’s were considered to be soo bad.

I almost choked on my breakfast. My grandmothers response was slightly less shocking but still deluded.

My grandmother didn’t know about the ghettos, what countries were invaded. She didn’t know about the systematic experiments done on the jews while in the concentration camps. She didn’t know about the state funding, and major corporation funding of the nazi effort.

After explaining as best as i could the information i had, I went and asked Dorain, the other girl living at my grandmothers house and recently graduated (22), if she had heard of the holocaust, or knew what the nazi had did. She just scrunched up her face and shook her head ‘no’!

To understand the gravity of not knowing about the WWII Holocaust, here’s a stat:

Jamaicas population is currently at 2.7 million.

The Nazi’s killed approx 6.0 million jews.

Now either this is a HUGE school system cover-up by the Powers That Be part; Because it is well known that after the Fall of Nazi Germany, many aryans escaped to Central and South America as well as the carribean in fear of criminal persecution. Bringing with them their european currency and psychopatic ideals. OR, they just simple forgot to add it into the history books throughout this island.

I asked Georgia was she didnt learn in school, and she said “A lot about Slavery”, but she also added that even though slavery was a horrible horrible event in history, it didn’t sound “that bad”.

i am in SHOCK. does anyone know about this? Has anyone come across another country who doesn’t know about the holocaust? Does any other countries believe the African Slave Trade wasn’t'that bad”.

I want to shake everyone here by the shoulders until they wake up and see what colonialism and the powers that be are doing to our world. They have replaced spirituality with religion, and knowledge with the institution of school.

i feel like crying, and i want to go home.

Jamaica is a profound country, with the 3rd highest violence/murder rate in the world w/o civil war being a factor. But take note of the populations of these countries and come to your own conclusion of the state of affairs in this wicked little country.

1.Brazil (population of 185.2 million)

2.South Africa (population of 47.8 million)
3.Jamaica (population of 2.7 million)

It is known in Brazil someone is killed every 30 minutes. In Jamaica someone is killed every 3 hours.

On meeting 86 year olds

Today i made my way into Manchester a forgotten parish on the southern tip of Jamaica. There i met the extraordinary 96-year old mother of my almost uncle, uncle paul. She was a blind, almost deaf woman, who remembers paying £75 for a flight from Jamaica > England. She told me many stories of her childhood and let me take a picture of her holding her bible, which she “reads” everyday, her old leathery fingers scanning every worn page meticulously in her darkness.

I should start looking for cheap flights back to Canada, fuck.

ever so numb, but ever so clever USL USL

if i told you i milked a goat today would you give me a high 5?

Erica, Dan Trottier and I came up with a new internet leek speak. instead of typing LOL, or ROFL, or TTYL. you just have to learn this one and apply it to everysingle situation deemed fit.

USL – universal Social Lubricant.

example:

jane: he was so weird, i just backed away slowly

sarah: oh jane! that is soo funny! usl usl usl

i want to make T-Shirts that say, ” Everyday I’m USL’N” (thanks eme)

This side in…

 Today in Jamaica:

I learned a valuable lesson:

Since arriving in Jamaica  i have fallen head first into a way of life that keeps me on my toes. The violence on the island is at an all time high, because of the PNP’s recent defeat after their (16 year stint of power) in the national elections to the newly appointed JLP. The JLP as i gather is a highly corrupted entity which  is known across the island for paying voters for their ssupport at the polls. It’s also widely known that the JLP has serious ties to many of the organized gangs in jamaica; which they enlist on occasion to kill the more affluent PNP supporters and members.

Yikes is right my friend.

Seemingly now, it’s not just the shady characters that are ending up in wood boxes, but the innocents as well. Anyone who happens to be at the wrong place and the wrong time. And the whole definition of wrong place + wrong time is getting more and more vague.

While cracking ackee under the giant breadfruit tree with Georgia, she told me about the growing trend of Skin Bleaching that is sweeping the island like Hurrican Ivan. Fortunately the epicentre is still confined to the islands capital, Kingston.  But nonetheless, it;s just down right creepy. It wasn’t until this past saturday I saw a bleacher ( as the locals call them) for my very own eyes. They are barely spotted during the day , but if you are lucky enough to spot one they are usually covered head to toe in long skirts, and long sleeve shirts and head scarves. Their somewhat hypotic eyes peering out for their muslim’esque, holding a indigant pride about the lengths they go for the sake of esthetics.

Upon speaking to one of the ladies, i realized to them, they are fully aware of the obvious health risks, and proudly state that they will continue to swallow/rub and infuse their bodies with these cancer-laden body-mods in order to achieve their desired look. To them, they would rather be white + dead than black + healthy.

Whereas i come to Jamaica to get as dark as possible, these women only come out in the dark.

I need to go back into Kingston before i leave to interview a lady properly. I want to ask questions like:

-So what’s it like being white anyways?  and,

-If and When you have kids, will you bleach them as well?

I want to see how far down the colonial rabbit hole these ladies are.

I took this in bed on my photobooth because i am obviously vain.

pudding!!

Fire In St.Thomas

On Christmas eve, I woke up to billowing smoke everywhere in the house. I darted out of bed and onto the veranda to find myself completely surrounding my stinky eye-burning smoke. One quick assement confirmed the fire wasn’t in the house but from one of the beach front houses of theneighbourhood. We all huddled out on the main road looking up and down the street amazed at the sheer heat and amount of smoke released from the unknown fire.

Georgia phoned the fire station and the day resumed to its usual pace of ‘chill’. It’s evening now, and I still throughly smell of garbage smoke.

I hope everyone has a merry christmas. I personally don’t give a fuck. but if you care. then…you know…happy day oh happy day!

i’m shy

I want to learn patois so damn bad, but i get all bashful whenever i have a chance to really show off my new found vocab. There is something so “white” about the canadian accent that buthers any hopes of sounding legit, but nonetheless i feel like my E for Effort approach in speaking it around the Jamaicans i know is worth a pat on the back at least. It’s better than trying to speak dirty French to the quebecois, who just scrunch up their face and instantly start speaking to you in English to save you from massacring their shitty-anyways language.

bitttterrrr

The grandmarket was today in Morrant Bay. I saw my first ever real life gun, and 3 people got shot that night. I love this country.