but nah! I still gorne aldoh I walk with these gifts.
times change. the past made we, and we are and we are making the future as we speak. Hooray for those who made something out of and in the west indies. that is true greatness because the west indies is one jackarse place.
the people who glean value out of that life and make it so dat we all can see are greater than all like them in the world due to the real difficulty of location,backward heavily americanised culture that is the west indies..americanised by the worst of american culture..and the worst of the British before them.
Vidia Naipaul was one of them, a writer greater than his european counterparts...James, Sparrow, Shorty, the cricketers...the greatest of all cricketers ever in the world.
Malcolm Nurse, who as George Padmore was an historical political organizer, the greatest ever. Born in in Morvant I think, a few miles from Port of Spain, east and north.. Nurse left the west indies in the early part of the last century, landed in England and began his massive organizing to free Africa from colonial rule
George Padmore, the west indian bwoy, is regarded as the father of African independence. he died relatively young in independent Ghana led by his colleague Kwame NKurmah. he was 63 years of age but by then he had silently moved the entire world
I have come to know of these and more and I walk with them in my head and in my emotions. the connection is there but not to the detritus..to the source of the real that I have come to know
Garfield Blackman..Shorty...was one of them, world class..a restless creative soul who would have been magical as a politician, a revolutionary. as a musician he was indeed revolutionary..one of the very greatest