…And the land bleeds for “development”…

In the prime of his life, my nana worked on the Diamond Estate to support nani and his 9 children. In those days, the lush cane fields gave life. Now, decades later, this is what the estate looks like. Soon it will be nothing but a ghost of our past. My memory still conjures images of cane leaves gently swaying in the afternoon breeze. But, … Continue reading …And the land bleeds for “development”…

GPL Blackouts – How to Avoid Burning Your House to the Ground

For my friend Solomon With the second decade of the 21st century fast approaching, Guyana will (more now than ever) become the land of blackouts. It has a certain ring to it. I can see the new tourism pitch: Visit Guyana, the land of blackouts, for the scariest Halloween vacation yet! I hope THAG capitalises on this. I’m willing to work with them on the … Continue reading GPL Blackouts – How to Avoid Burning Your House to the Ground

The Things We Call Friends

The rain is long gone. It’s a quiet night again in Craig, Guyana. So still, black, foreign, peaceful. I have nothing but my silver fan and thoughts for company. Friends. It’s an interesting word. Perhaps, it’s synonymous with evolution? After all, the things we call “friends” morph from one state to the next. Evolution doesn’t necessarily equate to stronger, better, smarter. Does it? Sigh, the … Continue reading The Things We Call Friends