Demokrissy: Dr Shadow’s Snakes’ Symphony. A Crapeaux Melody of the Great Flood: Where the Ganges Meet the Nile Tribute to Native Swamp Heroism (In Memoriam Dr Winston Bailey, The Mighty Shadow. Oct 4 1941

Last night a Shadow on my ceiling creep

There only to disturb my sleep

From thin air

It appear

Just so, just so

Out meh room the warmth did flow!

It mumbling: Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Shift yuh carcass shift yuh carcass

Drink if yuh drinking, dance if yuh dancing

Let me do my thing, Let me do meh thing

I close meh eye to shut it out

Trying hard not to shout, Get Out

In cape and gown

So unlike a clown

Behind meh closed eye, it hanging, Oh bother!

In big brimming hat like a Midnight Robber!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

I am not a bad boy, but I cannot help it

It quips

Once black, with mud, now filthy brown

Dripping slime from toe to crown

A skeleton with a Stranger staring glance

And in the Obeah Man Same Old Khaki Pants

‘Where you from? The swamp? You goon!’

‘Yeah’ it rejoin, ‘from Caroni lagoon!’

I say,

You looking like a booboo but yet the people love you

Admit it is Obeah, yuh woking Obeah

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Startled I ask: ‘Marn, you have no decorum?

To come without invite into a woman’s bedroom?

‘Cook curry okroo, Cook curry okrooo!’

It crowing! Why? I don’t know!

‘Ah drinking babash in this fo-rum’

It adds, eyes glazed, false teeth falling out he gum!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Cook Curry okroo, Cook curry okroo

And bring me some babash in this fo-rum

It croons

‘Why you quoting me blog

I say to the fog

You have a lot of cheek

’Tis not yuh style this doublespeak

‘Now I too start to feel the feeling

To Make Music, like the Bassman symptoms catching!

Pom pom peedee pom, pom, pom pom peedee pom,

Pom pom peedee pom, pom, pom pom pom, pom pom pom

‘Hold Strain! ‘Tis you I quote Demkorissy,’

The Shadow says to me in glee,
‘Now Scratch Meh Back Fuh Me,

Welcome me to yuh literarti!

Ent yuh Blog Demokrissy, singing to UWI all and sundry

Same symphony as the Shadow: ‘What Wrong With Me?’

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Am I ugly or what? Bad lucky or what?

It asks, rhetorically.

‘So what wrong with you?’ annoyed, I ask.

‘You think is Carnival Dimanche Gras at the Queen’s Park?

When they say rag wave yuh rag,

When they say flag, wave yuh flag

Marn, you have it all wrong --

Wait! What’s dat? Is it ah ‘mergency horn?’

Somebody would horn you, you better believe it

Somebody go horn you, I hope you could take it partner

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

The Shadow steups like me, ‘You looking for horn?

What jammetry woman! You know this place since you born!

They still sleeping sound, and will be till late morn

From ODPM will sound no disaster horn, Get On!’

‘On with yuh story,’ then I say. ‘Why you really here?

Why you leave the lagoon, Janette couldn’t keep you warm dong there?

Out the window, watching the flood, he mutter

‘Flood! And still WASA pipes and Yuh Garden Want Water?

If ah cudda this/ And if yuh shudda, that

You wudda this/And yuh wudda that

No commonsense in this nonsense if yuh ask me,

Doc, we not Stranger gyul, come meet meh family

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

The garden want water, the garden want water

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

‘Doc the last time we meet, you so nicely me greet

And then offer to help with meh Story of Life to treat

Now instead of biography

You goin have to write meh obituary

‘In time’, I say then, ‘now Judgement Day come

And we have to change the chorus from Pom Pom Peedee Pom’

I ask, ‘What change the chorus, you say?

You prefer if we switch to Dingolay?

‘Dingolay, yea, write how I Make Music sweet

In honeyed tones that bees hum and birds tweet

Tuned to the calls of cicadas cocricos and kiskadees

The breezes, trees, seas, and the crapeaux melodies

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Music fills the world with happiness

Plenty sweetness and togetherness

Music have no friends or enemies.

Everybody, Could Dingolay

‘So why you come by me for Shadow

Me and you eh no real pardner you know’

He say ‘Doc, I hear you, too, was planning to forget the media

To plant bhajee in Hard Bargain an’ rewrite the encyclopedia

Just like how I was going to leave Calypso

To go and plant peas in Tobago’

’Cause every night I lie down in meh bed

Ah hearing a Bassman in meh head

And Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

I say, ‘Yea boy, too much bobol, I couldn’t make the grade

I put on meh garden boots, bury the doctorate in shade!

Try as I might

It was a great fight

To get the lagoon bush outta meh head

But as you well know promises doh butter bread

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

I’ve got One Life to Live

The most that I can do Is the best that I can do

The rest is up to you I am only passing through

‘I come in peace,’ the Shadow softly whispers

‘On meh way to get me Doctor of Letters

Imagine that! A Doc, me, this Les Coteaux Jumbie

I trusting this message to you, give to UWI dem fuh me.

Doctor K, you have a Doc too, give me some advice

What troubling me? I’ll be more precise!

I wonder what they know ‘bout human rights

A human have a right to live like a human

A wo/man have right to work well

A wo/man have right to be paid well

Remind them what I said, about When I am gorn

In Jump Judges Jump, how my name will live on

All who condemning, I speaking to you,

Keep on condemning till your time come too

Be careful don’t come down to hell

I go rip off your gizzard, put it in a coconut shell

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Hard head, like yuh have stone in yuh brain

Or a bone in yuh brain, hard head

‘Mr Shadow, you think I doh know you dead!

Doh try Dat, Doh Mess With Meh Head!

Run! ah warning you, Tan Tan

Take yuh own advice, Run!

What use to you now really is this Doctorate?

Since you gone now to a much higher state!’

Sing boy sing, I remind him, them was lyrics too

When you dead the Government will bury you

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

He say, ‘Is dat self I asking mehself, gyul!

In this flood deluge I had plenty time to mull

About Donkey Days, days of the donkey cart and the bull

Now the joy riders with donkey coming to meh funeral

Doc, is this higher purpose that bring me to your gate

Pass bad boy St Peter’s, to give Directions to them clowns of State!’

With so much love and devotion we follow they direction

Go round so, and come round so

And round the bend and near the end

Then Turn Right And Turn Left

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

‘What matters you state?’ I ask Shadow without guile,

And I could swear fuh true, you know, the thing smile

She say you would ask, that old lady, with who a mile I walk,

In flood, through cesspits, sewers, snakes slime, grime, the bilious ole talk

Sings he: ‘Everybody is somebody and nobody is nobody

We all end up same, whether you born in luxury, or poverty

See two fishes fighting for survival

The big one swallow the small

Then up comes a big shark from no where

He make a grab and swallow the pair

Then up comes this fisherman with his hook

He grabs the shark and make a cook

Next he end up in the cemetery

And worms start eating he

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Curiosity now get the better of me, so I say

‘Shadow boy, so how yuh get outta the swamp dey?’

Gyul, there appear two Kalpoo boys, they pull off they coat,

And tell me to jump quick, on they sanctuary soca boat

That is what keep me afloat.

I don’t want to gloat

I don't want to sink dat soca boat

Just don't want to sink dat soca boat

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

‘Down way?’ I ask, somewhat skeptically.

‘What you see? How you come? By which tributary?

From Kelly, Penal, Grande or Caroni; or down from Diego Valley?

And why you standing there, dripping swamp goo and so muddy!’

Says he, ‘Is a message I have from the great flood and beyond

That I come to give you, so you could pass it on’

Pirates in the Country/Pirates in the City

Pirates in the basement/Pirates on the Pavement

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

The truth is gyul, them things not on my plate

But it must be because ah this new Doctorate

That I am now sent to tell, as you know too well,

So sing Gyul, sing the chorus with me, Poverty is hell!

‘Oh, don’t set up by La Horquetta, by Caroni no partition,’

Suddenly, humble, pleading, says the apparition

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

I come out to play, I come out to play

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

‘What matters of State troubling you so?

Is this about the Sundar Popo-Stalin fiasco?

’Bout admin-police boots and bullets at UWI protest that morn

Or the bandits that take over tong, more killings each dawn

Or the chupidee plans like moving Columbus where he lie?

Or is it something about them Petrotrin files?

I told the Doc then, now I telling you Doc, Big Snakes in the country

Man they worst than mappipire

When they making they racket

They does dress up in fine jacket

Some big fat macajuel

Drink out the oil well

I doh know how they find the key

But they empty the treasury

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Snakes in the Balisier And they biting hard

Snake in the Balisier Destroying Trinidad

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Says he: The time come now, watch the naked hills say

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

‘Yuh vex, that though forged from the love of liberty and plenty, plenty

’Bout the Unwanted Chirren they chase out ah here to become refugee?

When they use to hug up tight tight tight

Oh what a nation oh what a sight!

One love, red and ready, falling and rising dying and birthing

Like the Galleon in the Bocas now with the sharks afloating

Ah just want to sink that soca boat, Ah just want to sink that soca boat
But I would like to see the day when love would come to stay

One Love, One Love

It would be happiness to see, such a unity

One Love, One Love

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

‘Oh boy, Shadow, doh haunt meh nah, let me go back to rest

You know I want no part of that commess

Like you, I planning to leave the fight for fairness and justice

And go back to planting peas in Boug Mulatresse

Leave meh nah to retire quietly, pen meh legacy

Of days of yore and other fantasy.

The Shadow point to the rivers, filled

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Oh Les Coteau Jumbie Like yuh goin insane

Is the flood water or what? Are you right in yuh brain?

You working Obeah

Disturbing meh nirvana

‘Gyul, I am not a bad boy, but I cannot help it

Money follows money, Tic Tic tic tic tic arithmetic’

Now Mother Nature say is time to Pay the Devil

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

You already sing how they building new flyover, then was Uriah, now by Kay Donna

You sing, they building super highway straight to Maracas, now is to Toco Bay

Boy, I too expose plenty corruption, plenty politricks

I talk ahready about the parliament kicks

When they win the election the poor man eh stand a chance

You say it before, same amount ah corruption, is de Same Khaki Pants

The sugar and the oil belts say, tell them,

Now is time to Pay the Devil

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Doctor Shadow I say. Doh mess with meh head

Is you tell me promises cyar butter me bread

When I add meh own chorus, is then, just so, the Shadow disappear

And yet I know that he still standing there, near

Hanging in the air

Signaling ‘all clear’

Yuh know he bring he own chorus, this Shadow on the wall.

The Spoiler, returned, with Walcott, Sundar, VS Nightfall and departed souls all!

The Nobel Refrain,

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

To my surprise

‘Twas not a disguise

The choir take over

Filling the atmosphere

To listen, I crossed my legs and sat

Under the brimming singing shadowy hat

Brass band strike up from nowhere

Horns, trumpets, rhythm section and grater

Drums and cymbal, shac shac and bells

And the air ring out: ‘Poverty is Hell’

Poverty is hell and the angels are in Paradise

Driving in their limousine where everything is nice and clean

A poor man living in a teeny-weeny hut

The children hungry, nothing in the pot

He gone by the neighbour to beg for some rice

The neighbour under pressure, "Boy, things ent nice."

He gone in the big shot area to beg

A police put a bullet in his teeny-weeny leg

He gone in the courts and he lost the case

The prosecutor say he have a bandit face

Poverty is hell! Poverty is hell!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

You sing that ah ready, I want to interrupt

But like they couldn’t hear, or they just wouldn’t stop:

Wake up in the morning and the baby cry

The sugar pan empty, the milk bottle dry

The little boy child on the mango tree

The mango green, hurting up his belly

The young girl bawling, she wouldn’t settle

She wipe she bumsie with stinging nettle

Toilet paper they never had

They used to tootoo in the gully by the old backyard

They rub she down and they put she to sleep

The rain come down and the house does leak

Poverty is hell! Poverty is hell!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Why you singing that now, the flood in yuh blood? I ask again,

But they already on to the next refrain:

A poor man always dream a lot of dream

He happy like a puppy when he dream another dream

He dream that he have a new roof on the hut

He dream that he have some good food in the pot

He dream that he have a rich friend name Frank

He dream that he have a lot of cash in the bank

He dream that he pay all his bills for the month

He dream that he have a new car in the front

He dream that he have to go to a fete

He dream that his pocket have a big, fat wallet

He wake up in the night and he rush for his pants

All he found in the pocket was a whole lot of ants

Poverty is hell! Poverty is hell!

I try one more time, ‘like (Sonny) Ladoo, the lagoon invade allyuh brain?

With coral snake, scorpion, caiman, anaconda we try the swamp to drain, in vain,

But the music my protest drown out

And they finish he calypso, almost in a shout!

Ten little children, four dumplings

Mummy got to slice them thin, thin, thin

A piece for a boy and a piece for a girl

A piece for the neighbour daughter Merle

The cat in the corner looking to beg

Little Jack Horner kick him in the leg

Go in the room and look for a rat

The rat in the roof, he know about cat

Now the cat see a chickichong (yeh-yeh!)

He rush for the chickichong

But the poor little chickichong

Flew away like a chickichong

Then cockroach gone in the condensed milk

Mama get vex for she condensed milk

Who leave the condensed milk open?

“Come here you picky head, good for nothing!”

Mama get vex and she blood get hot

She buss some lash in they you-know-what

Poverty is Hell! Poverty is Hell

So much pain in they voice, I sit up with respect

You shudda long time with Doctorate marn, be decked

Now what it is you want me to know?

You have my attention, Mighty Dr Shadow!

You looking like a boo boo and yet everybody love you

Tell me, what it is you want me to do?

The chorus gone quiet, listening, hexed?

All eager to know, what coming next!

Gyul, I come from the flood lagoon by Kelly

Dripping with filth and muddy

To let you pass on meh story

Of the pain and the glory

Of what I see when I went under the water

Of what wonders in this filth like Columbus, I discover

So what you see? Shadow. What you see, tell we, the Chorus chants

With one voice and as if in a ganja trance!

I see plenty people crying and asking why?

Holding they head, bawling, looking up to the sky

We know God is a Trini

But like God abandon we

And now is ketch tail for we

In this the land of milk and honey.

The horror is there plain for all to see

And more so how much damage division causing all ah we

The chorus nod, we have to agree

‘Is so much Tension in T&T

Tension in we body

Tension in meh belly

They controlling we energy

So Mother Nature take charge and start singing with we

So it is Nature’s Plan, cause we get chupidee

Angry, greedy, too much thievery, no broughtupsy

To ease the Tension. Whapp Cocoyea, flood in Grande

Ease the Tension. Whaddap Cocoyea more flood in Caroni

The bickering didn’t stop so Whapp-Wadapp by UWI, the Croissee, in Diego Valley

For all them running off with we oil money

For all them plastics and more polluting we country

For killing we wildlife and we forestry

And splitting we up culturally

The criminals, the banditry and the jammetry

Ease the Tension. Whapp Cocoyea, Pay de Devil, One Pong ah flood

Ease the Tension. Whaddap Cocoyea Pay de Devil, 100 million Pong ah flood

Shadow sings: ‘So are we feeling the feelings baby?’

The Chorus join in: Yea we feeling the feelings

Shadow sings: ‘Are we getting the symptoms? ‘

The Chorus join in: ‘Yea, getting the symptoms’

‘Swing the thing, Whap Cocoyea

Swing the thing, Wadapp Cocoyea.

Ease the Tension. Whapp Cocoyea, Pay de Devil, One Pong ah flood

Ease the Tension. Whaddap Cocoyea Pay de Devil, more billions in flood

I face off with Shadow: ‘So Is Mother Nature telling we

To live in peace, love and harmony

That’s what you come back to tell we?

That is what why you disrupt meh sleepy?’

‘Is something else I want to leave with you,’ to appease me, he say,

Of what I see and why; it was in the flood down they.

He wave he finger and I see more shadows coming

Creeping like janjee, mapepire, and coral snakes crawling

I begin to shiver, like Plummer I quiver, What is thees?

Are these the horsemen of the apocalypse?

A swamp full of skeletons, shadows emerging

Like this is it, now, the eruption, the crescendo ending!

All those lofty bards treated with disdain

All who voices been croaking in vain

The dingolay band stretch from From Mayaro through Toco

Across to No Man’s Land through Charlottville and Scarborough in Tobago

Old people, young people, everybody

Since First Trini wo/man, the dearly departed Banwari

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Ah see in there some ah meh pardners too

Some who was just collateral damage, Asami, and Irmes, is you?

The Anthony’s: Sabga, ABoudain, with a pot of pelau and the ArchBishop too

The civil rights fighters like Sheila and Dana, who tried to keep alive hope

All the lagahoo spirits turn up

And meh own shadow self, drowned and resurrected from the lagoons of Chup

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Poets, priests and prophets like Anson,

Walcott, now a sower in the sky, carrying JurisPrudence, ransomed,

Sir Vidia pelting picong at all the coochoor stored in a Nightwatchman’s backpack

Meh Colligan Pa, with he market gang, Mother Cornhusk, Papa Nisa, a bois he crack!

Skeletons and bones from overgrown tombstones neglected and vandalized

Pat orchestrating the pan, some Caribbean Pirates toting Columbus’ lies.

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Poor Peter, still trying to save he drowning legacy, Banwari,

Murdered like clear Claire, buried in the cemetery for the dreamy

Though they try to build a broad bridge, it sink

With The Other Magnificent Seven all left on the brink

Tears and more tears for the hate-tees aflowing from pains

The Noble Naparima raped and scarred and drained of the oil in she veins

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pay De Devil!

Whapp Cocoyea Wadapp Cocoyea!

Bong ga nak, ahhh bon ga nak ahhh

Is this whole lagoon tribe take up position with he

In this grand concert, the crapeaux and snakes symphony

Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac Pac

Bong ga nak, bon ga nak ahhh

Take this and tell them, is the message from the swamp

What I see down there with meh costume all damp,

What Mother Nature say, why she send the flood,

Not to damage and destroy all, not to add to the flowing blood

You doing that yuhself, aheady; Is to remind you of what you could be

If you stop being chupidee; To remind you that all ah we, ‘bago too is Trini

Take that message for me to UWI

Shout it out from the Croisee to Caroni

Rio to Mayaro all the way to Toco and into Tobago

Across Grande, San Juan, dong Diego, the Creek and in the Bamboo

This is what Mother Nature send me back to say

Then just so, not shadow, but light fill up the air.

I look at the note

Surprise at what Shadow wrote

’Twas not a song of the Bassman

’Twas another’s anthem.

Of people reaching a hand to help one another

Realising they each other’s keeper

The Shadow gone, is then like Selvon I hear thunder

As the great big chorus retreat too back up yonder

I watch the note in meh hand from the Shadow

And the grand concert for relief to save Trinbago

In the note the chant Nature choose for all to render

To honour the people, little people, who became great big saviours

Once upon a time there was a magic island

Full of magic people.

Let me tell you a story

'Bout their pain and their glory, oh yeah.

Many rivers flowed to this naked isle

Bringing fear and pain

But also a brand new style.

And of all these rivers that shaped this land

Two mighty ones move like a sculptor's hand.

And today those hands, across the land, man, they're still landscaping.

And there's no doubt we go work it out, there is no escaping.

As the river flows there are those who would change its passage.

But every common man got to under/stand up and send a message.

So put up your hand if you under/stand now. Come.

See how we moving, watch how we grooving

See how we step in style.

One lovely nation, under a groove

The Ganges done meet the Nile.

Them boys with the hidden agendas, and the mind-benders,

People done take in front.

Various smart men, and politicians can come along if they want.

Cause the people got the power, and the glory.

See how we float in style.

See how we moving, watch how we grooving.

The Ganges has met the Nile.

Differences, there will always be.

So let you be you, and I'll be me.

That's the damn ting self that makes it sweet.

Brother bring your drum, leh we start to beat.

Don't mind them politcky politicky politicky politicky politicians.

And with their politricky politricky politricky politricky situations.

We done jamming and we jamming and we jamming and jam cause we know the story.

Let them fight if they want in this land of a different glory.

So put up your hand if you understand now, come.

See how we moving, watch how we grooving

See how we step in style.

One lovely nation, under a groove

The Ganges done meet the Nile.

Them boys with the hidden agendas, and the mind-benders,

They will always do their do.

Various smart men, and politicians, dem could come along too.

'Cause we moving with the power, and the glory.

See how we float in style.

See how we moving, watch how we grooving.

The Ganges has met the Nile

See how we moving, watch how we grooving

See how we float in style.

One lovely nation, under a groove

The Ganges come meet the Nile.

Them boys with the hidden agendas, and the mind-benders,
They will always do their do.
But now that we holding hands, travelling to the promised land
Dem could come along too.

Cause we moving with the power, and the glory.
See how we float in style.
One lovely nation heading to salvation
The Ganges has met the Nile
Oh my people oh my people keep yuh head on at all the time
Under/stand up and be counted
And send a message, Send a Message
See how we moving watch how we grooving
See how we float in style
One lovely nation under a groove
The Ganges has met the Nile....

I look into the water and see the Shadow, at peace, at last

‘You understand, now, why I had to by you pass?’

I look at the Shadow, ‘But that is not your calypso!’

Smilingly, he big brim hat bow, ‘yeah, that I know, I know

But ah passing the baton over

To we prophet bard David Rudder

‘From all o’ we creators and back, as you well know,

Nature, rivers, sun, seas, wind, all energies, as one, flow.

In tribute and In memorium to Winston Bailey, The Mighty Shadow. Oct 4 1941 –Oct 23 2018

With Excerpts from his calypsoes and lyrics of David Rudder’s Ganges and the Nile

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Demokrissy: Wave a flag for a party rag...Choosing the Emperor's ...
Oct 20, 2013 Choosing the Emperor's New Troops. The dilemma of choice. Voting is supposed to be an exercise in thoughtful, studied choice. Local government is the foundation for good governance so even if one wants to reform the ... http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Old Casked Rum: The Emperor's New Tools#1 - Demokrissy - Blogger
Apr 07, 2013 Old Casked Rum: The Emperor's New Tools#1 - Towards Constitutional Reform in T&T. So we've had the rounds of consultations on Constitutional Reform? Are we any wiser? Do we have a sense of direction that will drive ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Valuing Carnival The Emperor's New Tools#2
Apr 30, 2013 Valuing Carnival The Emperor's New Tools#2....http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
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Demokrissy: Winds of Political Change - Dawn of T&T's Arab Spring
Jul 30, 2013 Wherever these breezes have passed, they have left in their wake wide ranging social and political changes: one the one hand toppling long time leaders with rising decibels from previously suppressed peoples demanding a ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Reform, Conform, Perform or None of the Above cross ...
Oct 25, 2013 Some 50 percent did not vote. The local government elections results lends further proof of the discussion began in Clash of Political Cultures: Cultural Diversity and Minority Politics in Trinidad and Tobago in Through The ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Sounds of a party - a political party
Oct 14, 2013 They are announcing some political meeting or the other; and begging for my vote, and meh road still aint fix though I hear all parts getting box drains and thing, so I vex. So peeps, you know I am a sceptic so help me decide. http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: T&T Constitution the culprit | The Trinidad Guardian
Jun 15, 2010 T&T Constitution the culprit | The Trinidad Guardian · T&T Constitution the culprit | The Trinidad Guardian. Posted by Kris Rampersad at 8:20 AM · Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to Facebook ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
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Demokrissy: To vote, just how we party … Towards culturally ...
Apr 30, 2010 'How we vote is not how we party.' At 'all inclusive' fetes and other forums, we nod in inebriated wisdom to calypsonian David Rudder's elucidation of the paradoxical political vs. social realities of Trinidad and Tobago. http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: DEADLOCK: Sign of things to come
Oct 29, 2013 An indication that unless we devise innovative ways to address representation of our diversity, we will find ourselves in various forms of deadlock at the polls that throw us into a spiral of political tug of war albeit with not just ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: The human face of constitutional reform
Oct 16, 2013 Sheilah was clearly and sharply articulating the deficiencies in governmesaw her: a tinymite elderly woman, gracefully wrinkled, deeply over with concerns about political and institutional stagnation but brimming over with ... http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Trini politics is d best
Oct 21, 2013 Ain't Trini politics d BEST! Nobody fighting because they lose. All parties claiming victory, all voting citizens won! That's what make we Carnival d best street party in the world. Everyone are winners because we all like ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
New Media, New Civil Society, and Politics in a New Age - Demokrissy
Jan 09, 2012 New Media, New Civil Society, and Politics in a New Age | The Communication Initiative Network. New Media, New Civil Society, and Politics in a New Age | The Communication Initiative Network. Posted by Kris Rampersad ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: T&T politics: A new direction? - Caribbean360 Oct 01, 2010 http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Oct 20, 2013 Choosing the Emperor's New Troops. The dilemma of choice. Voting is supposed to be an exercise in thoughtful, studied choice. Local government is the foundation for good governance so even if one wants to reform the ... http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Old Casked Rum: The Emperor's New Tools#1 - Demokrissy - Blogger
Apr 07, 2013 Old Casked Rum: The Emperor's New Tools#1 - Towards Constitutional Reform in T&T. So we've had the rounds of consultations on Constitutional Reform? Are we any wiser? Do we have a sense of direction that will drive ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Valuing Carnival The Emperor's New Tools#2
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Demokrissy: Winds of Political Change - Dawn of T&T's Arab Spring
Jul 30, 2013 Wherever these breezes have passed, they have left in their wake wide ranging social and political changes: one the one hand toppling long time leaders with rising decibels from previously suppressed peoples demanding a ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Reform, Conform, Perform or None of the Above cross ...
Oct 25, 2013 Some 50 percent did not vote. The local government elections results lends further proof of the discussion began in Clash of Political Cultures: Cultural Diversity and Minority Politics in Trinidad and Tobago in Through The ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Sounds of a party - a political party
Oct 14, 2013 They are announcing some political meeting or the other; and begging for my vote, and meh road still aint fix though I hear all parts getting box drains and thing, so I vex. So peeps, you know I am a sceptic so help me decide. http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: T&T Constitution the culprit | The Trinidad Guardian
Jun 15, 2010 T&T Constitution the culprit | The Trinidad Guardian · T&T Constitution the culprit | The Trinidad Guardian. Posted by Kris Rampersad at 8:20 AM · Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to Facebook ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
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Demokrissy: To vote, just how we party … Towards culturally ...
Apr 30, 2010 'How we vote is not how we party.' At 'all inclusive' fetes and other forums, we nod in inebriated wisdom to calypsonian David Rudder's elucidation of the paradoxical political vs. social realities of Trinidad and Tobago. http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: DEADLOCK: Sign of things to come
Oct 29, 2013 An indication that unless we devise innovative ways to address representation of our diversity, we will find ourselves in various forms of deadlock at the polls that throw us into a spiral of political tug of war albeit with not just ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: The human face of constitutional reform
Oct 16, 2013 Sheilah was clearly and sharply articulating the deficiencies in governmesaw her: a tinymite elderly woman, gracefully wrinkled, deeply over with concerns about political and institutional stagnation but brimming over with ... http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Trini politics is d best
Oct 21, 2013 Ain't Trini politics d BEST! Nobody fighting because they lose. All parties claiming victory, all voting citizens won! That's what make we Carnival d best street party in the world. Everyone are winners because we all like ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
New Media, New Civil Society, and Politics in a New Age - Demokrissy
Jan 09, 2012 New Media, New Civil Society, and Politics in a New Age | The Communication Initiative Network. New Media, New Civil Society, and Politics in a New Age | The Communication Initiative Network. Posted by Kris Rampersad ...http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: T&T politics: A new direction? - Caribbean360 Oct 01, 2010 http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
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Old Casked Rum: The Emperor's New Tools#1 - Towards Constitutional Reform in T&T. So we've had the rounds of consultations on Constitutional Reform? Are we any wiser? Do we have a sense of direction that will drive ...
http://kris-rampersad.blogspot.com/
Demokrissy: Valuing Carnival The Emperor's New Tools#2
Apr 30, 2013
Valuing Carnival The Emperor's New Tools#2.
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Wave a flag for a party rag...Choosing the Emperor's New ...
Oct 20, 2013
Choosing the Emperor's New Troops. The dilemma of choice. Voting is supposed to be an ... Old Casked Rum: The Emperor's New Tools#1 - Towards Constitutional Reform in T&T. Posted by Kris Rampersad at 10:36 AM ...
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Demokrissy: Carnivalising the Constitution People Power ...
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This Demokrissy series, The Emperor's New Tools, continues and builds on the analysis of evolution in our governance, begun in the introduction to my book, Through the Political Glass Ceiling (2010): The Clash of Political ...
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Envisioning outside-the-island-box ... - Demokrissy - Blogger
Feb 10, 2014
This Demokrissy series, The Emperor's New Tools, continues and builds on the analysis of evolution in our governance, begun in the introduction to my book, Through the Political Glass Ceiling (2010): The Clash of Political ...
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Demokrissy: Futuring the Post-2015 UNESCO Agenda
Apr 22, 2014
It is placing increasing pressure for erasure of barriers of geography, age, ethnicity, gender, cultures and other sectoral interests, and in utilising the tools placed at our disposal to access our accumulate knowledge and technologies towards eroding these superficial barriers. In this context, we believe that the work of UNESCO remains significant and relevant and that UNESCO is indeed the institution best positioned to consolidate the ..... The Emperor's New Tools ...
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Demokrissy: Cutting edge journalism
Jun 15, 2010
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