Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Nappturality..


To all my Black sistas out there .. i don't know bout y;all .. but i been tired of my permed hair for a minute now, and i've finally decided to let freedom reign .. since septermber 12, 2006 .. i am now officially wearing dreads .. bradelocz to be exact ..

My hair is not the faith mind you .. not a rastafarian .. i'm embracing my natural hair and have chosen to wear locz as my freedom of expression .. thats how it is ..

holla

Saturday, July 29, 2006

The Hon. Louise Bennett-Coverley has died


TORONTO (JIS)

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Jamaica's beloved cultural icon, the Hon. Louise Bennett-Coverley (Miss Lou), has died. She was 86 years old.

Miss Lou passed away today (July 26) at the Scarborough Grace Hospital in Toronto, Canada, after collapsing at home early this morning.

Born in Kingston on September 7, 1919, Miss Lou is Jamaica's premier folklorist, poet, entertainer and comedienne. As a cultural giant, she made Jamaica's patois an accepted language through her poems.

Famous for her radio shows which included 'Laugh with Louise', 'Miss Lou's Views' and 'The Lou and Ranny Show', she was also celebrated for her television show 'Ring Ding,' which was popular among Jamaican children all across the island.

Jamaica's Consul General to Toronto, Anne-Marie Bonner, expressed sadness and regret at the untimely death of Jamaica's Ambassador of Culture.

"Miss Lou was a true leader. Through her courage, she gave a nation a language and a voice with which its people can express its culture. It was not an easy task in those days to challenge the status quo in such a profound way, but this 'tallawah' woman did it. She has contributed to our culture through folklore and acting," she added.

The Consul General called Miss Lou an outstanding daughter of Jamaica, who was loved and respected all over the world and particularly in Canada, her adopted home, where she resided for more than a decade.

She visited the island in 2003, where she was special guest of the government for Emancipation and Independence celebrations.

"Jamaicans everywhere salute Miss Lou for a life well lived. Walk good, Miss Lou," the Consul General said.
Miss Lou received many accolades and awards during her lifetime, including the Order of Merit in 2001; the Order of Jamaica in 1974; the Norman Manley Award for Excellence (in the field of Arts); the Institute of Jamaica's Musgrave Silver and Gold Medals for distinguished eminence in the field of Arts and Culture, and in 1983 the Honorary Degree of Doctor of Letters from the University of the West Indies.

The cultural icon was slated to add to her numerous awards in a ceremony at the Jamaican Consulate this evening. She would have been presented with the 2006 Jamaica Independence Award Hall of Fame from the West Indian-American Association of New Jersey. Several members of the association were enroute to Toronto from the United States, when Miss Lou passed away.

Miss Lou, who was predeceased by her late husband impresario Eric "Chalktalk" Coverley, is survived by son Fabian and many "adopted" children. Funeral arrangements will be announced at a later date.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

cool pix..

cool pic ..

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Bob Marley





When people hear 'Jamaica' they think of two things.. 'weed' and 'Bob'.
NOw Jamaica, we are extremely rich in history, and we can't help what we are known for, violence and murder are high and popular on that list list.

But we also have 9 miles of white sandy beaches, delicious food ( I won't say cuisine here) gorgeous Black men and women, and one of the richest culture in music, stlye, taste and fashion. Our national colours are black, green and gold, but the rastafarians have helped extend Jamaica into the popularity where our national colours are red, green and gold..

So here's my chance to embrace a little piece of my history and culture..

Wellreach Bob!

Black Royalty & Sistahs!

It seems that an article was written to Sister 2 Sister magazine by a Caucasian woman who requested a response from black men. I’m so glad she got what she asked for (and more) !!!This letter was written in response to an article in Sister 2 Sister:

Dear Jamie:
I’m sorry but I would like to challenge some of your Black male readers. I am a White female who is engaged to a Black male-good-looking, educated and loving. I just don’t understand a lot of Black female’s attitudes about our relationship. My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst Black women were slim to none. As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too argumentative, too needy, too materialistic or carrying too much excess baggage. Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I was constantly approached by Black men, willing to wine and dine me and give me the world. If Black women are so up in arms about us being with their men, why don’t they look at themselves and make some changes. I am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide remarks when we’re out in public. I would like to hear from some Black men about why we are so appealing and coveted by them.

Bryant Gumbel just left his wife of 26 years for one of us. Charles Barkley, Scottie Pippen, the model Tyson Beckford, Montell Williams, Quincy Jones, James Earl Jones, Harry Belafonte, Sydney Poitier, Kofi Anan, Cuba Gooding Jr., Don Cornelius, Berry Gordy, Billy Blanks, Larry Fishburne, Wesley Snipes...I could go on and on. But, right now, I’m a little angry and that is why I wrote this so hurriedly. Don’t be mad with us White women because so many of your men want us. Get your acts together and learn from us and we may lead you to treat your men better. If I’m wrong, Black men, let me know.

Disgusted White Girl, Somewhere in VA.

RESPONSE Dear Jamie:
I would like to respond to the letter written by A Disgusted White Girl. Let me start by saying that I am a 28-year old black man. I graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in Atlanta, Georgia with a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Business Management. I have a good job at a major corporation and have recently purchased a house. So, I consider myself to be among the ranks of successful black men. I will not use my precious time to slander white people. I just want to set the record straight of why black men date white women.

Back in the day, one of the biggest reasons why black men dated white women was because they were considered easy. The black girls in my neighborhood were raised in the church. They were very strict about when they lost their virginity and who they lost it to. Because of our impatience to wait, brothers would look for someone who would give it up easy without too much hassle. So, they turned to the white girls.

Nowadays, in my opinion, a lot of brothers date white women because they are docile and easy to control. A lot of black men, because of insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become
> > >>intimidated by the
>strength of our black women. We are afraid that our woman will be more successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer cars and own bigger houses. Because of this fear, many black men look for a more docile woman. Someone we can control. I have talked to numerous black men and they continuously comment on how easy it is to control and walk over their white women.

I just want to set the record straight. I want A Disgusted White Girl to know that not all successful black men date white women. Brothers like Ahmad Rashad, Denzel Washington, Michael Jordan, Morris Chestnut, Will Smith, Blair Underwood, Kenneth “Babyface” Edmonds, Samuel L. Jackson,and Chris Rock all married strong black women. And, to flip the scrip, there are numerous white men, in and out of the spot light, who openly or secretly desire black women over white women. Ted Danson, Robert DeNiro, and David Bowie to name a few. I just don’t want a disgusted white girl to be misinformed.

Stop thinking that because you are white that you are some type of goddess. Remember, when black Egyptian Queens like Hatsepshut and Nitorcris were ruling Dynasties and armies of men in Egypt, you were over in the caves of Europe eating raw meat and beating each other over the head with clubs. Read your history! It was the black woman that taught you how to cook and season your food. It was the black woman that taught you how to raise your children. It was black women who were breast feeding and raising your babies during slavery. It is the black woman that had to endure watching their fathers, husbands, and children beaten, killed, and thrown in jail. Black women were born with two strikes against them: being black and being a woman.

And, through all this, Still They Rise! It is because of the black women’s strength, elegance, power, love and beauty that I could never date anyone except my black Queen. It is not just the outer beauty that captivates and draws me to them. It is not the fact that they come in all shapes, sizes, colors and shades that I love them. Their inner beauty is what I find most appealing about black women. Their strong spirit, loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to stand for what they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach their highest potential while enduring great pain and suffering is why I have fallen in love with black women. I honestly believe that your anger is geared more toward jealousy and envy more so than snotty looks. If this were not so, then why do you continuously go to tanning salons to darken your skin? If you are so proud to be white, then why don’t you just be happy with your pale skin? Why do you continue to inject your lips, hips, and breasts with unnatural and dangerous substances so you can look fuller and more voluptuous? I think that your anger is really a result of you wanting to have what the black woman has.

BOTTOM LINE: If I were looking for a docile woman, someone I can walk over and control, I would give you a call. But, unfortunately, I am looking for a Virtuous Woman. Someone that can be a good wife and mother to my children. Someone who can be my best friend and understands my struggles. I am looking for a soul mate. I am looking for a sister and; unfortunately, you do not and CANNOT fit the bill. No offense taken, none given.

Signed,
Black Royalty

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

my favourite poem ..

Mya Angelou has always been my favourite poet, for reasons quite obvious..
So its only natural, that I do honour her with my most favourite piece of writing, a poem of hers, thats been the title of one of my own anthoology of poems.. which I've been meaning to publish, just never got around to it..

Well, here's the reason why i started to really love writing in the first place.

Read, enjoy.

Maya Angelou.

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

The free bird leaps
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and is tune is heard
on the distant hillfor the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Beatz ..

Swiz Beatz move over .. the Jamaicans are here!


So my cuzn Dee has a music website where he & his friends build beats and ting, mostly dancheall but hip hop gets a say now and then..

http://www.alloutbeats.com/

The tracks are cool, fresh and has a nice 'beats' to em .. :D Check it out nuh, u might have a l'il fun..


*Phoenix*

Friday, February 17, 2006



Ok, so erm.. this hi5 thing really getting outta hand ennuh!

Already I have over 300 friends, and I can tell you that most of them are people I knew from high school and from Johnny was a bwoy! and quite a few, I dunno .. but yah.. its not so bad though..

Toodles!

Oh yeah.. this pic is cool! LOL!

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

.. on second thought..

Tick tock.

The omnious sound of time ticking away, melting this day and forming a new one from the orange-puplish depths. And yet i still sit, waiting. On what? I don't know. But i feel that if I wait long enough, I'll figure it out.

How long has it been? A day? Two?

How long have I sat and stared at that blank, gray canvas? Eagerly awaiting life. A portait. A story that is told by the stroke of the charcoal, and by the meticulous brush of the finger. I can even write instead. Words flowing like a tumultous walterfall, gushing forth pent up rage and exasperation, embracing truth, love and failure.

Understanding.

The colours of my mind are vivid and clear. I see what is to be seen. But I can't comprehend fully. My perception and reality are the same. And the thing that confuses them both is love. Many have asked the question and none have approached the answer. What is love?

You won't understand it. At least, you're understanding of it is a lot more complicated than the next man's, as is his. .

I breathe deeply. Inhaling the scent of the day. The time. Every little change on the wind has some intricate design woven into the fabric of time. Just like love .. and until we either unravel the threads or squint our eyes ever so close so we can make out the pattern, all we have is time ..

To understand. To create. To wait. To love.