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Stupid is as stupid does

Tuesday, January 13th, 2009

Are we seriously, unabashedly and mind-numbingly this stupid?

First we are told that the “old” Piarco airport (you know, the one that was abandoned in favour of the new multi-million dollar “barn” design) would be refurbished for the sole purpose of processing the arriving dignitaries for the Fifth Summit of the Americas – a gala affair for which there was also talk of leasing 200 BMWs for use by heads of state during the 3 days of the summit. Because of course, it would be gauche to expect the upper crust to go through the same Customs and Immigration areas as the rest of us Plebeians, just as it would be unreasonable to expect them to be shuttled around in buses. I mean, where’s the wisdom in that? 200 more vehicles on the road adding to the traffic congestion makes much more sense than minibuses that can transport greater numbers of people using a smaller footprint.

They finally saw the light on that issue, but common sense, as my father used to say, is not that common. The next summit-related controversy was the erection of the Wall of Shame to block the festering sore that is Beetham Gardens. Because of course the money that is being poured into making Port of Spain “look good” for these three days of meetings wouldn’t change anything in the Beetham if it were used instead to fund community programmes and skills-building workshops. Our priorities are so skewed it’s heartbreaking.

And then there’s the icing on this rapidly falling cake. The bright idea that – wait for it – trees (yes, TREES surrounding the airport in which the summit attendees will not be arriving) pose such a security risk that they are all being sawed to the ground with great alacrity. Does anyone in this country think of long-term repercussions before they act? Or even short-term for that matter? Part of the summit’s agenda is to discuss environmental sustainability – does the ridiculous irony of this strike no-one but me? And does cost not factor into the equation either? Surely, in the face of a global economic crisis, cordoning off the relevant areas (or even stationing security personnel at the trunk of every tree) will be astronomically cheaper than hiring tree-cutters.

Oh…and one more thing. When Barack Obama takes office on January 20th, he will likely be the most targeted President in US history – and I’m willing to bet that all the trees around the White House (and, as a matter of fact, trees that may line his path on any of his travels) will remain intact.

Limited Thinking

Thursday, October 30th, 2008

So I’m line waiting to pay my phone bill when two elderly, middle-class gentlemen join the queue and begin to chat.

Fellow #1: So how are you? You good?
Fellow #2: Good, man.
#1: You keeping healthy? Exercising?
#2: I getting plenty exercise dealing with the illiterates in this country. (Proceeds to refer to specific government agencies that are not providing him with his preferred level of service).

The conversation meanders somewhat, turning to politics, the state of the country and eventually, statistics that were apparently released (I say “apparently” because I have not seen these statistics myself) on the poor academic performance of secondary school students. (It was a long line).

#2: Do you know that X percent of students are failing Maths and English? Maths and English! (He repeats himself for emphasis). The two most important subjects there are. (Then, somewhat derogatively…) Not Art, not History, not Cooking! This is why this country will never go anywhere.

Uh-huh. So the solution to Trinidad and Tobago’s downward spiral is to create a society of people who excel in Maths and English. As a people we apparently don’t need a creative outlet (tell that to the thousands who play Carnival every year); we have no need for history because we already know where we’re heading (nowhere fast) and we can survive by eating our very carefully pronounced words. It’s not that I don’t recognise the importance of those two subjects in daily life, but I do not accept that everyone must excel academically in order to add value as a citizen. Is there no room for the artist? The musician? The chef? The welder? The craftsman? The farmer?

I was just about to say to Gentleman #2 that this kind of limited thinking does much more to contribute to our lack of direction as a society than an insufficient grasp of Maths and English – but being an average mathematician, I quickly worked out the equation in my mind:

New perspective + Ignorance = Waste of Time.

And being an English speaker, when the cashier said, “Next!”, I proceeded to move forward and pay my bill.

When Television was Television

Wednesday, October 29th, 2008

The local television industry has lost one of its founding fathers. God speed, Uncle John. It was a pleasure to have known you.
John Trevor Barsotti: October 24 1937 – October 24 2008.

Flashback

Friday, October 24th, 2008

The air is different this morning. It’s not the still, humid, slightly oppressive atmosphere we’ve become accustomed to during this long, intense rainy season. Which is not to say that the wet season hasn’t brought its usual abundant blessings. The hills are emerald green, lush with possibility. Wet season is the harbinger of hope that leaves you awestruck by the simplest of miracles – a ripe tomato on a stem, or the glimpse of a butterfly as it flits through flowering hibiscus. Rain, especially the kind of loud, large droplets that are the signature of tropical climes, is beautiful to me: the entire landscape is suddenly covered in a silver gauze that cleanses and makes new. But grey skies coupled with dim newspaper headlines can weigh a little heavy over time.

I’m not sure whether Trinbagonians notice the change in the social climate; it’s crept up on us rather surreptitiously. We are a warier people, slower to offer a helping hand or even a casual “good morning”. We’ve almost become the antithesis of all things “Trini”. We’re less spontaneous, less friendly, more cynical. And sadly, we’re becoming accustomed to the winds of change.

But not this morning. Today, there’s a crisp coolness in the breeze, a lightness of being, almost. It’s fresh and friendly. Like “long-time” Trinidad. The craftsmen working on our neighbour’s gate gave me a “hail out” as I passed, as did our friend from next door. The sky is a distinctive shade of Caribbean blue. Birds are chirping. Orange butterflies chase each other through the bushes. I keep my eyes peeled for a majestic Blue Emperor; I know it’s there, hiding behind places we don’t think to look. I want my country to wake up to her own beauty. The audacity of hope.

Double 10

Friday, January 4th, 2008

Overheard at a popular roti shop (which shall remain unnamed), at lunch-time today:

Attendant: Number 10! Number 10!
Customer #1 : Um…yeah! That’s me!
Attendant: You’re Number 10?
Customer #1: Um…no. I have Number 16.
Attendant: We’re ready for Number 10.
Customer #1: Oh. I thought you said Number 10.
PREGNANT PAUSE.
Attendant: Number 10! Number 10! Who has Number 10?
Customer #2: (after some delay) Yes! Number 10!
Attendant: You were Number 10? You know how long we calling you?
Customer #2: Oh. Well, ah didn’t catch de accent.

EARTHQUAKE!

Thursday, November 29th, 2007

So there I was, just before 3 o’clock this afternoon, happily directing a video shoot. We had just finished one setup and I was walking down a flight of stairs to get to the location for the second scene when I heard the crew on the lower level yell “EARTHQUAKE!” Since there were children on the set, I assumed that one of the grips had come up with a game to keep them entertained. I quickly realised this was not child’s play. Everyone, from the kids right up to what we in Trinidad call “big, hardback men” looked positively terrified, frozen, unsure of what to do as the tremors got stronger and louder.

“Should we go outside?”
I was strangely calm. “No, the safest place is under a door jamb.” I walked over to one and stood there, expecting everyone else to follow my lead. SHHHHAAAAAKKKKEEE!!!! All man Jack (including me, I might add!) quickly ignored that piece of advice and headed outside en masse, looking up at the sky as if for answers. And then, a voice from on high. One of the workmen who was doing repair work up on the roof of the house steadied his voice and said, “I think we got even more of a sway up here.” He looked relieved that it was over. So were we.

Almost immediately, cell phones started ringing. My husband, my mother, the PA’s boyfriend. Where are we? Did we feel it? Are we okay? And then the information gathering began. In a situation like this, Trinbagonians are full of news – you’d think we were working for the U.S. Geological Survey office, we’re so full of facts – the ‘quake’s epicenter was somewhere off the island of Martinique; over 7 on the Richter Scale; the aftershocks are expected to be strong, so be prepared.

Naturally, as soon as our shoot was over, I headed home to my computer and went online to see what the regional blogosphere was saying. (I remembered that Steve’s Dominica had posted a piece yesterday titled Little Tremor. Hardly newsworthy, I thought at the time. Well, that earthquake sure showed us! Steve’s most recent post titles include HUGE Tremor and 7.3 Earthquake!

While online, I was messaged by Amit at Pull! Push!, who reported that many Barbados blogs (including his) were already talking about it. Amit was at home at the time and says:

first time i felt a quake/shake.
like being on a boat in the water…this is the first time in my entire life and for most bajans as well i bet, that i’ve been through this. thought i was feeling dizzy and i was sitting down.

That about sums up what it was like: a strange sensation, leaving many of us in the Caribbean feeling off kilter. Stay calm and keep safe!

Jailhouse Rock

Monday, October 22nd, 2007

So in the latest episode of T&T’s political soap opera, Basdeo Panday accuses the authorities of victimizing one of the UNC Alliance’s candidates on what he calls “trumped up charges of domestic violence”. He then welcomes said candidate to speak at one of the party’s political meetings, jovially introducing him as “a jailbird like myself”.

As if to underscore the point, co-leader Jack Warner tells the crowd not to worry, as a political party, the UNC-A “has money put aside for bail”.

I’m so stunned I can’t think of a single witty thing to say.

Tropical Depression #6

Friday, August 31st, 2007

Reports are finally in from the Hurricane Centre in Miami and the “disturbed” weather pattern has now officially been classified as a tropical depression, situated at 185 km to the east of our twin islands. Winds are currently at 25 mph, but wind speed is expected to increase over the next 12 hours – in fact, the Meteorological Office at Piarco International Airport has issued a tropical storm warning for Tobago.

Conditions may worsen in the Gulf of Paria as the system moves westward, so all the folks who have chosen “down the islands” as an Independence weekend getaway may be in for a lot of rain and gusty wind.

Weather Update

Friday, August 31st, 2007

There’s still no feedback from the Hurricane Hunters up in Miami – but that hasn’t stopped the “disturbed” weather system (it still cannot be officially called a tropical depression) from progressing on its path towards T&T. Other islands will also feel its effects, from Grenada all the way up to St. Vincent and the Grenadines.

Local weather reports are warning of the possibility of flash flooding and landslides and residents in high-risk areas are advised to “take the necessary precautions” – whatever those may be.

How’s the Weather?

Friday, August 31st, 2007

According to CNC3’s weatherman Eric Mackie, a “disturbed” pattern of weather is heading straight for Trinidad and Tobago – we’re already seeing overcast skies and intermittent rainfall, but there’s no telling how much worse it will get at this point. Apparently, weather forecasters like Eric were hoping for some word from the National Hurricane Centre in Miami, which sent planes into the storm to help determine its severity and whether or not it should be categorized as a tropical depression. No word yet, but either way, the weather system sounds like it could use some Prozac