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Artist Jessica Colebrook answers this week's 20 Questions from Guardian Arts&Culture.
1. What's been your most inspirational moment in the last five years?
Besides watching the emerging personalities of both of my daughters, I would say the most inspirational moment I had in the past five years was watching God truly move in my life and answer prayers of about 10 years ago.
2. What's your least favorite piece of artwork?
My least favorite piece of artwork would be the two tile murals that were in the departure area of the old airport. Gosh, I really hated those!
3. What's your favorite period of art history?
The Renaissance Period.
4. What are your top 5 movies of all time?
Coming to America, Clash Of the Titans (1981 version), Ghost, What's Love Got to Do With It, Scream and The Lion King (that's six).
5. Coffee or tea?
6. What book are you reading now?
"Mother, Stranger" by Cris Beam.
7. What project are you working on now?
I am working on my upcoming "Mother and Daughter 3" exhibit scheduled for May at Hillside House as well as ACE 3 "My Flamboyant Bowls and Cups" scheduled to open in October at Doongalik Studios.
8. What's the last show that surprised you?
Can't say at the moment.
9. Saxons, One Family, Valley Boys or Roots?
Valley Boys for sure. My husband (Carlos) is a Valley and I have grown to respect his position and love for the Valley Boys over the many years we have been together, and so I pledge allegiance to that group (for the time being).
10. If you had to be stranded on one Family Island which one would it be?
Abaco for sure.
11. What's the most memorable artwork you've ever seen?
Adrian Arleo's "Turtle/Transitions", 2009.
12. Which artist do you have a secret crush on?
13. If you could have lunch with anyone who would it be?
Adrian Arleo and Oprah.
14. Who do you think is the most important Bahamian in the country's history?
Sir Lynden O. Pindling.
15. Who is your favorite living artist?
16. Sunrise or Sunset?
17. What role does the artist have in society?
Artists bring life to just about everything. They preserve history and at the same time create history.
18. What's your most embarrassing moment?
19. What wouldn't you do without?
Spending time with God first thing in the morning.
20. What's your definition of beauty?
If God made it, it's beautiful. There so much beauty in everything, even the bad!
Jupiter Ascending (Rated T)
Cast: Mila Kunis, Channing Tatum, Eddie Redmayne
Genre: Fantast Action Adventure
Dwight's rating: 1 STAR
Take a serving of "Star Trek", a healthy dose of "Star Wars", some "Twilight", a bit of "Game of Thrones", a touch of "Cinderella", and even a sprinkling of campy old "Dynasty", and put it all together in one big bowl.
But before you turn on that blender, there's one major caveat -- only take the least successful or most ridiculous elements of those movies and TV shows. Mix it all up (and I do mean "mix up"), and you get the new film, "Jupiter Ascending", a ludicrously laughable action/fantasy/adventure that should never have seen the light of day.
Mila Kunis plays Jupiter Jones (yes, that's right!). She was born under astrological signs that predicted future greatness, but in reality, she's a maid. Meanwhile, Caine (Channing Tatum), a genetically-engineered hunter from some other planet arrives on Earth to locate Jupiter, making her aware of her remarkable genetic line, and the extraordinary inheritance that awaits her. While all of this is happening, we learn that human beings have essentially been planted on countless planets, including Earth, to be eventually harvested by a quarrelsome alien royal family.
If none of that makes sense, don't expect it to become much clearer if you actually watch the movie. With "Jupiter Ascending" we are presented with a loud and disjointed mess, with massive shifts in tone. While trying hard to ape some of the most successful sci-fi fantasy flicks of the past few years, it ends up being uncertain of what it actually is. At one moment, it's a weird 1980s sci-fi drama, with an over-the-top musical score. Then it's a (supposedly) sensitive romantic inter-species drama a la "Twilight".
As with almost all of today's typically uninspired fantasy dramas, we are inundated with painfully long action sequences with endless chase and fight scenes that do nothing to advance the story. If edited out, these extraneous bits would not be missed, and would affect the course of things at all. And the great big final showdown drags on for what seems like an eternity. I dare you to tell me you don't wish that everything and everyone would just blow up, and put us all out of our misery.
The biggest problem is the script and a story line that is so desperately trying to be clever, that it's obnoxious. One can just imagine the writers/directors The Wachowskis ("The Matrix" trilogy, "Cloud Atlas", formerly known as the The Wachowski Brothers -- Google them to see why they are no longer known as such) being so smug with what they think they've achieved.
Instead, we get something unbelievably dumb and silly.
(I have yet to fully recover from a line about Kunis' character Jupiter and her effect on bees!)
The only good thing I can say about "Jupiter Ascending" is that at least Kunis and Tatum are extremely attractive. But this is a pointless waste of time, and almost anything would be better than watching it, even the worst edition or episode of any of the movies or TV shows this dreck has tried to imitate.
President Hugo Chavez was a fighter. The former paratroop commander and fiery populist waged continual battle for his socialist ideals and outsmarted his rivals time and again, defeating a coup attempt, winning re-election three times and using his country's vast oil wealth to his political advantage.
Interstellar (Rated T)
Cast: Matthew McConaughey, Anne Hathaway, Jessica Chastain
Genre: Science Fiction
Dwight's Rating: 3
Get a good night's sleep! Have adequate snacks, stay caffeinated, and don't even think about consuming alcohol! Make sure you've used the restroom; avoid getting the large beverage if you have a weak bladder. Put that smartphone in airplane mode (or better yet, don't even bring it). And don't forget your eyeglasses, comfortable shoes, sweater/jacket -- what ever you need to settle in. It's gonna be a long ride!
All-important words of advice for those who intend to watch "Interstellar", a new film that requires the utmost attention and focus, with as few distractions as possible. In fact, don't go with that chatty or "slow" friend who always seems to miss every important line, and asks a bunch of questions. You can't risk being absent for even a brief moment.
There is a lot going on in the film: Earth is slowly dying and becoming increasingly inhospitable for humans. As such, a team of explorers undertakes a mission to save mankind. They travel beyond this galaxy to discover whether there are other planets that might be able to sustain life as we know it.
On the surface, "Interstellar" is reminiscent of many recent movies, most notably "Signs". But this is truly it's own unique animal. Director Christopher Nolan doesn't shy away from complex, emotionally jarring projects; "The Dark Knight" is amazing but hard to watch. I still get a headache every time I even think about "Inception".
Here, Nolan and his co-writer -- his brother Jonathan -- craft an elaborate tale that is the very definition of "epic" -- taking place over many years on many different planets!
Yes, it is quite long (169 minutes!), and often snail-paced. There are some questionably extraneous elements, and one can easily argue that at least about an hour could have been shaved down. But even some of the slower-moving scenes are more than likely essential to the story, even if they don't seem so initially.
In the end, things kinda make sense ... sort of, and you kinda understand how we got to where we get. But somewhere in the middle things really get pretty hazy and a bit crazy.
Never mind that though, the journey is still fascinating. What's most amazing is that we're asked to wrap our minds around some of science's most fantastic theories. We look at relativity and time travel in new and exciting ways. And it's handled in ways that even non-science geeks may be intrigued.
But "Interstellar" is also a feast for the senses -- visually spectacular, with astounding sound effects, and a dramatic and stirring musical score that further enhances the many thrilling, edge-of-your-seat moments.
There are also decent performances all around from the exceptionally talented and award-laden cast. With recent Oscar winners Matthew McConaughey and Anne Hathaway, and past winners Matt Damon, Michael Caine and Ellen Burstyn, and Oscar-bound Jessica Chastain.
While it may not necessarily live up to all of its hype, "Interstellar" is an exuberant sci-fi thriller. Like many films of this genre, it may need to be watched more than once to be truly appreciated and truly understood. I felt the same way about "Inception".
But unlike with that film, I actually won't mind seeing "Interstellar" again. In fact, I think I need to watch it again, at least once more -- possibly in an isolation chamber. And I probably need to take notes.
Imagine a home without a television. Imagine having more than a month without watching any television or even going to the movie theater. Imagine having teenage children with no interest in watching television. Imagine having just one entire day when all televisions in the country will be off. Do you think we would survive?
While the television provides positive information and has become a meaningful part of our everyday existence, it is not imperative that we spend all the time we do watching the news or our favorite television shows. Do you realize that many people who watch the news channels hours every day become cynical, angry, skeptical and even physically ill. Too much of the news can drive you crazy.
More than 15 years ago I proposed in an article that each family have a television blackout month. I stressed that too many families are being dictated to by the television. They allow their children to freely watch anything at anytime. The hooked-on-television children spend very little hours gaining meaningful rest and sleep at the most appropriate times. In many homes, school-aged children stay up until the wee hours of the morning watching television. They fall asleep tired and drained, only to be awakened by another dosage of TV stimulation.
A 2006 report by the Kaiser Family Foundation states that 74 percent of infants and toddlers watch TV before the age of two. With on-demand services, 24-7 cable kid channels, and heaps upon heaps of baby-oriented programming, we now have constant access to media that specifically targets very young children. So there's more TV than ever, more warnings than ever, and certainly more confusion than ever before.
The problem I have with indiscriminate television viewing is that it is one of Satan's most powerful tools that he uses to infiltrate the mind with all kinds of unhealthy thoughts, images and actions. Too often children are prematurely introduced to subjects that they are not emotionally or intellectual ready to understand. These messages are repeated over and over teasing the child's curiosity and oftentimes changing behavior. Even adults are being affected negatively with the overdose of television, and especially violent television.
A 2002 study about television and violence revealed that watching just one hour of television a day can make a person more violent towards others, according to a 25-year study. In some circumstances, TV watching increases the risk of violence by five times. The new research indicates the effect is seen not just in children, as has been suggested before, but in adults as well (Allison Motluk, The New Scientist).
It is my view that if we have less television viewing in our nation we would have less violence. It is time for another television blackout.
Types of television
o Marriage blackout. During the first year of marriage, it is ideal that a couple does not own a television. They should spend time interacting, bonding, spending time together, growing as friends and lovers. Television has a subtle way of attracting us from valuable functions and events in our lives. Sometimes we find excuses to watch a show because it is so educational or meaningful, but in reality it does not add anything to the healthy development of a young marriage. A solid foundation must be laid early in the marriage for intimacy, friendship and sharing. The couple must enjoy spending time together before they spend time in front of the television.
o Childhood blackout. It is important for parents to understand the powerful effects of television on the minds of their developing children. Do not place your young infant in front of the television alone while you do something else. Ideally, it would be best to avoid having a television in the home. Because of the addictive, luring and tempting nature of television, I am suggesting that parents with young children do not have television in the home during the first six to 10 years of the child's life. Children also need to learn how to play and interact, communicate and develop self-governance. Great harm is done when, from birth, television becomes a normal part of a child's life. It does not matter how educational the television program is. Parental involvement cannot be compared to any information or knowledge gained from television watching.
o Crisis blackout. Often a parent may need to take away the privilege of television viewing because of disobedience or poor academic performance. Sometimes families would find it most helpful when there are serious family conflicts and crises to keep the television off. Often the television is used as coverall. It gives one the feeling that the pain is over, but when the television is turned off the pain surfaces. Keeping the television off forces the family to deal with the situation.
o Scheduled blackout. As the family begins to grow, the parents may want to purchase a television. This is fine. However, the television should not be treated like the refrigerator -- it is only useful when it is on.
o National blackout. What if we had one day in our country just three hours when every television is off (stations do not broadcast) and every one takes the time to share, show kindness and interact positively with each other? We can call it national television blackout. More next week.
o Barrington H. Brennen is a marriage and family therapist. Send your questions or comments to email@example.com or 327-1980 or visit www.soencouragement.org.
Nassau, Bahamas -
Join the Jung Society of Nassau as we watch this amazing film,
Adam Resurrected and hear
the comments of moderator Dr. Dominic Callahan, a Past-President of the
Center for Jungian Studies of South Florida.
We will explore the
question of trauma and destiny and ask whether Adam's destiny was
revealed through the bondage of pointless suffering or the fulfillment
of his deepest identity, what Jung termed the realization of his life
An evening of
fine dining, film and discovery...
If you've seen a photo of me, other than the one posted here every week on this column, you're thinking "where is this vanilla-skinned woman going talking about black Bahamian beauty?"
Hold that thought.
There was a time in history, not even so long ago, when I would have been considered too black to be white in some countries. And, yes, in some other countries, I would have been too white to be black.
This need to identify racial differences was driven by ignorance. Today, it still is.
People were then, as some still are now, unfamiliar with others who looked nothing like them, and they built their prejudices and judgments, and eventually hatreds, on their differences, fueled further by the human need to be right or to be best, and by the many intolerances of their parents and others before them who perpetuated this kind of thinking.
Now, after decades, centuries of racial mixing, when greater knowledge and less ignorance should exist because of greater exposure between countries and cultures, the separations continue.
The need to see and keep people in color blocks stems from an individual's need to feel more comfortable about her or his position with respect to that other person. People long to fit in, be understood and loved. And if there are any perceived threats to them fitting in, being understood, or being loved, or the chance they might be considered unworthy of these things they long for, then they immediately begin an internal campaign to challenge the things and people they regard as threats to their comfort. From the comforts of racism to the comforts of relationships, this applies across the human experience.
The mere fact that everything always comes down to black and white, black or white, black versus white, is a lingering disturbance, but I have heard the question asked recently, "is The Bahamas racially divided?" "Do black Bahamians hate white Bahamians and vice versa?"
Maybe I'm not the one to answer this, because no one ever knows what I am. (Insert laughter here.) But when you hear Bahamians make serious racial slurs, in either direction, they're just being one of two things: ignorant or hateful. And when you have a conversation with them, you find that the story goes a bit deeper, usually back to some personal experience that left them with emotional or mental discomfort, or something more psychologically invasive like a full-fledged mental (re)conditioning inflicted by 1) their own people, or, 2) an outsider.
A while back, I met a little girl at a private school sports meet. I should say, more accurately, she met me. She was about five years old. And I guess she gravitated towards me because she wanted to have a conversation about something that made her uncomfortable, and she was looking for some resolution.
She told me that she wished she was white. I told her that she should never say that or feel that way because she was beautiful... and she really was. But, of course, being who I am, I had to find out more about why this child, at five years of age, was already on this road to self-hate.
Every reason she gave me for wanting to be white was superficial, or mostly aesthetic, and in the end I concluded that her dilemma stemmed from the fact that she didn't want to look the way she did because someone had, along the way, told her or shown her that her skin color made her inadequate.
Now, because I grew up in The Bahamas, my own experience reminded me that it was likely that the other little kids who looked just like her could have had a lot to do with this little girl's interpretation of herself and the low self-esteem that would arise later on because of it, affecting, quite possibly, every part of her life and her outlook on life.
Yes, there are always some other influences in these circumstances, and with a little more time in this little girl's company I might have discovered more. But, drawing on my own encounters, I was willing to bet that there was something going on closer to home. Someone was reinforcing for her that her brown skin was not as good as lighter skin. I would also be willing to bet that, at present, there is still at least one generation of brown-skinned people who don't know or love themselves as they are, which is mind-blowing to me in a predominantly black country. And the perpetrators? Often ourselves... in the way we have subconsciously adapted the concepts of beauty over many years of being subjected to what we believed to be superior to us.
Sit and listen to the children playing in the streets or on a playground. Children can be so cruel and heartless, and Bahamian children have a special type and method of 'cruelty' when they grab on to the use of certain hurtful words. It is not uncommon to hear them taunt each other about their skin color: "come from here with your black self", "well mudda sick, you look black, boy", or "you so black and ugly."
Where are these children hearing these things and why do they relive them every day? This special kind of thinking comes from a special kind of environment, with a special kind of parent or parents or adults who perpetuate it.
And it makes me wonder, where is the mother's love in this equation? What about my little friend? What would her mother say if she heard her child telling me these things about her skin color preference? Or, maybe, she'd say nothing, because she herself says these things to the child or around the child. And maybe, just maybe, she, the mother, feels the same way about herself.
And I reflect on my own mother.
I was a mixed child who grew up with a predominantly black family. Unless they knew my maternal relatives, the assumption of most people I encountered was that I was white. But my mom never gave me any reason to believe I was different. We never had a need to have a conversation about race... not until I was almost a teenager, and she told me about the idiot (my word) who worked with her who, whenever he saw me, would call me 'Imitation of Life.'
As a child, and at that time, I had absolutely no idea what that meant, but, when I grew a little older and watched the movie by the same name, it broke my heart. The movie itself was sad, but it was even sadder and more heartbreaking to me that someone could label me with such a burdensome title and know nothing about me. And from that moment on I became more aware of racial differences and intolerances, but most specifically the black Bahamian's dislike for self and need for constant comparison, evaluation, and approval.
It never dawned on me that my skin color could make so many people perplexed, and that ranged from shock and speechlessness, to excitement at the novelty, to disgust and jealousy.
As I got older, the comments and questions got more ridiculous. While at COB, I recall another student walking up to me and asking "are you black or white?" And even though I had come to expect it by then, it still always caught me off guard. It never stopped being strange that someone had such a need for an answer to this question that had nothing to do with them.
I started to have a little fun with my responses, just to entertain myself, because surely this was a joke. Sometimes I would say 'both'. Sometimes I would say 'neither'. Sometimes I would ask, "Which makes you feel better?" Of course, on those latter occasions, I would get dead air. I still do this. And if today someone says 'hey white girl', I say 'hey black boy/ girl' and watch their silent, jaw-dropped reactions to the absurdity of the way that sounds.
From the insane comments about my good hair (which, by the way, still happens), to the more foolish comment that I was white and I thought I was better than they were, over the years the racial feedback grew in intensity.
And I remember feeling afire inside, finally deciding that no, I don't think I'm white, I know what I am, but you apparently think I'm white, and are obsessed with labeling me to make yourself more comfortable with your interpretation of me.
In spite of the many mixed babies being born the world over and in The Bahamas, this assumption still holds strong to this day. I think this idea that I and others like me (perceived white) automatically have thoughts of superiority is based more on the fact that those who believe this automatically have thoughts of inferiority about themselves. Clearly, they were then and still are ignorant of my parentage, and it is has never been my concern to explain it to them. But it does starkly reveal the deficiencies in their own parentage which has caused them to see themselves in such a negative light, deficiencies perfected by years of practice being something other than they are.
Through the simple cultural routine of hair relaxing, pressing, and now weaving, to the skin bleaching, I realize that it is ingrained in our black Bahamian women (and men) to deny their true selves and their true beauty.
Could this be what happened to my little friend who wanted to be white?
The (Bahamian) black woman is taught, subconsciously, that her hair must be straighter. Some black women are taught that their skin must be lighter.
And in my years of observing my own culture, I've never known anyone to perpetuate these stereotypes more than the black woman herself, save for a few random exceptions, to fit the norm of societal expectation.
My mum has, since I was a child, worn her natural hair in a low afro. My grammy did, too. It was my norm to see this, and for black women to be this way. They were just being themselves. It was the standard of self-love and self-approval. It was a sincere lack of interest in conforming to those haunting and depleting social norms, something I held on to and have never, ever let go of. If you know me, you know I am a nonconformist in every possible way, and I care nothing about people's opinions of me. And I think that, next to immeasurable love, is the greatest gift my mother and grandmother have given me.
When I look at Mummy, I see a woman of color with natural hair breaking barriers in an enslaved concept of black beauty. And when I see other black women who have done or are doing the same, intentionally or otherwise, I sing a little victory song inside, because there's nothing more empowering for little girls, who one day become mothers of entire nations, to see their own mothers love themselves so completely.
It tells me that they know who they are and they love who they are. It tells me that if they can love themselves this way, their children will be more likely to love themselves in the same way. And if this could happen all around the country, there would be fewer little Bahamian girls telling me and other random strangers that they wish they were white. And they can stop looking at their differences from the perspective of needing to conform or change themselves on the basis of an arbitrary standard of beauty, and more from the perspective of celebrating themselves as they naturally are. And if they can celebrate their many differences even in beauty, then the differences, one day, perhaps won't matter as much.
o Nicole Burrows is an academically-trained economist. She can be contacted via Facebook at Facebook.com/NicoleBurrows.
My father passed away at 87 years old on March 11th, 2013. I'd seen him twice this year before a visit just one week prior to his death. He was doing so well those first two times, that the last time I saw him, was when it finally sunk in that my father was actually going to die. Until then, I naively never felt it possible.
I'd always felt blessed that all of my loved ones were alive around me, while so many families deal with sudden deaths, accidents and sickness.
The whole idea of death and dying waited until now to visit my psyche.
My father lived a full and rich life. I have no regrets regarding our relationship, and have no thoughts or words left unsaid to my father, as we had a relationship...
Sin City: A Dame To Kill For (Rated C)
Cast: Josh Brolin, Mickey Rourke, Jessica Alba, Eva Green
Genre: Crime Thriller
Dwight's Rating: 2
Instagram, Candy Crush Saga, "Keeping Up With The Kardashians": all things that have come about in the last ten years that the world would have probably done well without.
You can add "Sin City: A Dame To Kill For" to that list as well. This sequel to the amazing "Sin City" - celebrating its 10th anniversary of release next year - is an answer to a question that I'm sure few people were asking.
"Why not make a sequel to that innovative, breathtaking classic?" you ask. Well, because it was nearly perfect, and because many of the major characters were killed, and the story lines neatly wrapped up. Had just two or three passed, then perhaps a case could have been made. But nine? "Nein!"
The original, of course, was based on the graphic crime novel series from Frank Miller, who wrote and directed the film along with Robert Rodriguez and "guest director" Quentin Tarantino. Featuring an all-star cast - including Bruce Willis, Mickey Rourke, Rosario Dawson and Clive Owen - it was an anthology focusing on several story lines that often intersected. Additionally, it was shot to look like a black-and-white movie from the film noir era, with accents of color for dramatic effect.
Fast forward to 2014. Tarantino is nowhere to be found, and a couple of the cast members have also disappeared; most notably, Clive Owen has been replaced with Josh Brolin. New additions include Joseph Gordon-Levitt ("Don Jon") and Eva Green ("300: Rise of An Empire"), but for the most part, we see largely the same characters, picking up where "Sin City" left off.
As it's been a number of years since I watched the mesmerizing original, I decided to watch it again before seeing the new flick. Would it hold up? Was it as special as I remembered? The answer: Absolutely! The original is as memorable as ever. Slick! Stylish! Sexy! Beautiful! Big shoes to fill for the sequel that nobody asked for!
With the new film, there's good, there's bad, and there's ugly. The good: visually, "A Dame To Kill For" is quite interesting. It looks like a black-and-white comic book, with an intriguing use of lighting. It's quite a sight to behold!
But that's pretty much where the positives end, and everything else is just bad and ugly. While color was used sparingly in the original to highlight pivotal characters, a woman's dress or lips, or a gun, this time around color seems to be an overdone and abused gimmick. Almost every scene has something colorized, and often it's something of dubious or questionable significance.
It's also afflicted with the same over-reliance-on-special-effects problem plaguing every modern action movie. Thus, what had been a stylish and mature neo-film noir, has given way to something decidedly more cartoonish.
And more gruesome! The original is undoubtedly an incredibly violent movie. But this sequel is out of control. In addition to someone being shot every few minutes, the severed head count is absolutely astounding. Heads chopped clean off! Over and over!
And then there's the eye gouging!
The biggest problem though lies in the script. Dialogue that had been an evocative and provocative homage to the best of the film noir era, is replaced by something much more juvenile. It's as if a junior high school student had been asked to submit something for a creative writing class. The vignettes are much less inspired. With the possible exception of the title "A Dame To Kill For" story line featuring Green and Brolin (who gives the best part of the whole film), the story lines are lifeless and dull.
I keep harking back to the original. And it's hard to believe that this could have come from the same writing and directing team. Perhaps if I had not ever watched or re-watched it, I might have a slightly better impression of this new edition. But alas, it's simply a pathetic waste of talent, and an unsatisfying and unnecessary movie that didn't need to be made. Its only saving grace is its visual appeal.
Be thankful that based on its lackluster box office performance, we're unlikely to see another mistake like this in the next ten years. One of those Kardashians would stand a better chance of becoming president of the United States than that ever happening.
o Dwight Strachan is the host/producer of " Morning Blend" on Guardian Radio. He is a television producer and writer, and an avid TV history and film buff. Email firstname.lastname@example.org and follow him on twitter @morningblend969.
Kindly allow me the opportunity to tread where angels dread to tread on a matter of national security. Let me get right to the point. The Bahamas must not be politically naive to assume that the Chinese are here out of purely humanitarian or economic goodwill. I dare to suggest that the underlying, not ulterior, motive is military and neither humanitarian nor economic, and certainly not religious; though we can begin to look forward to an
ever surreptitious move to
introduce Chinese religion in our tertiary institutions of learning.
Let us face it, the Chinese do not need the Bahamian economy for the sustenance of theirs. The trade imbalance shows that. The Chinese could find many other more destitute countries to allocate humanitarian resources if it was all about Chinese altruism. It is all about North America - this we must know and it is this knowledge that must guide our Bahamian-Chinese policies and our apparent unfettered receiving of Chinese 'cookies'.
In the Little Mermaid, Ariel, the star-dazed teenager foolishly and selfishly assumed that Ursula the witch was interested in Ariel and Ariel's agenda, in Ariel's world. Ariel certainly suffered from delusions of self-grandeur. But Ursula was connivingly quick, at the critical moment, to enlighten Ariel that it was not she (Ariel) that Ursula was after but her father - King Triton (the bigger fish).
The allusion to this Disney movie is only referential and does not seek to brand any government. I read with humor in The Nassau Guardian recently the move of the government to "dramatically simplify(ing) visas for millions of Chinese tourists". The dye is being cast and the bait is being laid, not conspicuously, not overtly, but covertly and in clandestine manners under economic and humanitarian gestures. The Chinese are coming. And America is watching in politically, perhaps militarily, astute ways and is cautiously and wisely silent for now.
Nations of the world are watching, while yet receiving a Sino-like invasion of goodwill gestures, financial and social engagements from this 'atheistic' nation; this nation whose military and economic might is potentially frightening.
We must know that it is our inevitable destination that one day we will be caught in the middle of 'a something' between China and the United States of America. When, what and how high the stakes, will be our moment of epiphany. And how we choose could be our Waterloo. But know that one day the piper will demand payment and we will have to 'choose ye this day'.
- Alastair "Dr. B" Basden