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Wrong Country? No Love…

You know something’s really wrong with the US economy when not even the “local” girls want to marry American men!


Ineligible Bachelors: Indian Men Living in U.S. Strike Out

The Wall Street Journal article points out that:

Vikas Marwaha would normally be considered a good catch by Indian parents seeking a husband for their daughter. The 27-year-old software engineer earns $80,000 to $100,000 a year and comes from a family “of doctors and engineers,” according to his profile on a matrimonial Web site.

But Mr. Marwaha works for a start-up Internet phone company in San Francisco. And because the U.S. economy is wobbly, that’s a problem. Many Indian parents now are balking at sending their daughters to the U.S. to marry.

Interactive Graphic

Check out this interactive “Indian Singles” ad at the journal!

Until recently, overseas candidates would quickly elicit 10 to 15 responses from young women, says Smita Seth, 55, owner of Manpasand Marriage Bureau in Ahmedabad. But in the past few months, she has had to coax parents to even consider overseas grooms; they prefer men from their own towns instead.

In order to find a suitable bride, many Non-Resident Indian (N.R.I.) men leave their successful US jobs, try to find suitable jobs at home and begin the search for a bride, anew… where they’re being confronted with the fact that its pretty hard these days to find a “bride who is smart, fluent in English, and ‘simultaneously, docile in the house’.”

I wonder how other bachelors from other cultures worldwide are coping… the potential brides too!  Someone should do a study on this… it seems that the general trend is reversing.  People are leaving the US now, instead of flocking to it!

The reason? Pretty simple actually… as the Mighty Sparrow succinctly put it in one of his classic calypsoes:

Pic from Afrobella: A young Mighty Sparrow


“No Money, No Love”

Peace and Rice,


PS:  Here’s one N.R.I. male who shouldn’t have any problem finding himself a bride… 🙂

Democratic Convention[Chicago Sun Times]

I want to wish you all the best in your new job, man!  8)


The Politics of Inspiration

Good morning, folks!

Firstly, let me take the time out to wish you and yours all the very best of health, wealth and happiness for 2009 and beyond!

Yes, I know its been a looooong time since I graced the pages of my own dang blog, but my new year started out with a big positive bang for me, and I’ve just been riding the wave of my good fortune.  No, I didn’t win the lottery!  If I did, I would’ve quit my job and devoted more time to blogging!  Just lets say that I realised that if you want something, you have to really put in the work and make the relevant sacrifices to get it.

Here are some interesting links that I hope you find interesting.  They’re mostly Obama related:

fr-henry-charlesFr. Henry Charles’ commentary in the Trinidad Guardian- “The politics of inspiration”. Notable quote: “We often think that youth are motivated only by transiency or by careers that promise the most lucrative returns; but a truer picture is that they respond to credible summons that demand the best of them. When such summons comes clothed in the lineaments of an admirable person, there’s no limit to their zeal. This is what defined the Peace Corps, that initiative of President Kennedy’s, that propelled droves of college graduates to the far corners of the world to help in equipping less privileged peoples with life-enhancing resources and skills. If youth appear today more apathetic than eager, more self-regarding than socially committed, the reason in large part is that the summons to do better or be better has never been sounded by less credible seniors. Obama didn’t try to suck up to young people, or for that matter see them as the latest of lost generations.”

Sinfest Web Comic — Hall of Justice. President-Elect Obama as Clark Kent paying homage and respect to those Super Heroes who paved the way before him and opened the doors to the corridors of power he now walks.  Then, transforming into Superman, taking his place as leader, ready to lead the team from day one.

Hall of Justice

This was originally published in November 2008, but I think it most relevant given the undeniable significance (and closeness!) of Martin Luther King Jr’s 80th birthday and the Obama inauguration… and his impact of MLK (and others) on the Obama campaign. Plus, it appeals to the comic book geek in me! 🙄

CrackBerry — Obama chooses BlackBerry over the Presidency!!!

Obama Chooses BlackBerry!

This is a joke, of course! Its making reference to the fact that Obama will not be allowed to use his favourite techtoy — his BlackBerry — for official business in his role as POTUS.  He’ll still be the first president to have and use a laptop in the Oval Office though… and I bet he’ll use a Mac… though as he’s trying so hard to reach across the political and ideological divides, he’ll probably have a PC as well. 😕

On a serious tech note though, there’s been an upsurge in spam capitalising on the worldwide interest in Obama’s inauguration by spreading lies about him ‘quitting’ and ‘refusing’ office before he’s sworn in later today. Please read the above link, and don’t open or forward the spam email if you get it!!!  If you do open it, don’t click on any links that may be contained in the message!!!

LA Times — Black ‘Firsts’ Share Their Challenges “With Obama set to become the nation’s 44th president, Lee, Wilson, Ashley and other Jamaican Chess Grandmasterpioneering African Americans were asked to reflect on the challenges and lessons of being a ‘first.'” I was really intrigued to read about the stories of these pioneers who had to do so much to break the barriers that opposed them on their way to the top.

Additionally, I had no idea that the first black Chess grandmaster was Jamaican!  I thought he was American!

Comedy Central — An Excellent Illustration of the Current Economic Situation

taxpayers bankers

Well, a picture always did speak a thousand words!

Peace and Rice,



Throwback Friday: Dave Chappelle’s “Racial Draft”

Whoa.  Its been a looong time… and I’m still not out of the woods yet!  I will be soon, though…

Anyway, I was thinking to myself tonight (admittedly, an unwise course of action at times)… wouldn’t it be really great if Dave Chappelle could “update” the skit shown in the video below, given all that’s happened with Colin Powell, Barack Obama and O.J. Simpson in the last few months, weeks and days?

I don’t want to say too much more about my reasons.  Just watch the video and (hopefully) enjoy!


So long, fried rice!



(Edit: The video has/uses slurs that may be offensive to some.  Please be advised.)

Vodpod videos no longer available.


A Lincoln Moment

Its been a tough time for me, trying to keep up-to-date with all the happenings around the world.  These days with the workload on my plate, I hardly even have time to read the local newspapers, which, if you know me, is something I try to do everyday… at least!

Anyway, yesterday I got a chance to read November 10th’s Trinidad Guardian, where I happened upon this article by local Roman Catholic priest, Fr. Henry Charles.  Fr. Charles graduated from law school a few years ago, and he usually puts an interesting, well researched and written spin on the news of the day.

Last Monday’s column was no different. I’ve copied it here for you to read.  If you click on that last hyperlink, you’ll be taken directly to it.  As per usual, I’ve tried to illustrate the column with appropriate images and hyperlinks.


A Lincoln Moment

by Fr Henry Charles.

Trinidad Guardian, Monday Nov. 10, 2008.

Bounce With The PastIt may be just coincidence that President-elect Barack Obama represented the state of Illinois, the same state as that of Abraham Lincoln, but no politician, black or white, in living memory resembles the great American president as much as he.

During the campaign his opponents strove to make his gift of oratory a liability. Hillary Clinton remarked at one point that while she and John McCain brought experience and achievement to the table, Obama brought a speech.

This denigration of speeches was mind-boggling, when one recalled even such a figure as John Kennedy, but most especially when the giant called Lincoln came to mind. Most people who can recall Lincoln’s Gettysburg address or the second inaugural know little of his programmes or policies, but none can quote either locution without experiencing an immediate elevation of the heart and mind.

Obama may have won the presidency through a disciplined campaign and a comprehensive ground strategy, but in my estimation he won it especially though his words.

Larger Than Life

Lincoln had other speeches, lesser known but no less significant, which addressed divisions as grave as those inherited by Obama—a fact he himself recalled on his victory night. “We are not enemies, but friends,” he said, quoting Lincoln at the close of his first inaugural. “We must not be enemies.”

“Though passion may have strained,” Lincoln went on, “it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely as they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”

The immediate context of this appeal was a divided society in the wake of a bloody civil war, but the sentiments speak, as Obama saw, as much to divisions in contemporary America (and we can add) as to many other societies around the globe, including ours. “The better angels of our nature.”

Politicians rarely summon us to the transformation implied in that vision. We are more used to divisions being solidified and exploited. We have become used to having enemies. It is something the global community, and not America alone, is summoned to go beyond. This is surely one of the principal challenges laid down by Obama. Admiration alone is not enough.

McCain attempted to define Obama as a radical in the last days of the campaign, and in a sense he was right. In fact, Obama proposes a change far more radical than McCain and his most diehard supporters could imagine: a transformation. The politics of Obama is the politics of faith in the prospect of democratic renewal; in the dream that divided peoples could unite around common purposes and lower partisan barriers to make possible dramatic shifts in the way a society relates to itself and the world.

We Support HimThe anticipation of a differently-united diverse society was most evident in the character of the celebration that greeted the closing of the polls in California. The power of the moment was something everyone felt, not African-Americans alone. Who would ever have thought to see a day in America when white people would cry with joy over the elevation of a black man? It was a moment of astonishment and vertigo.

For African-Americans though, as Eugene Robinson of the Washington Post reminded, the moment was also personal. Obama is not a president for black Americans but for all Americans. And yet it would be historical myopia of the worst sort not to see in him a miraculous culmination of black hope.

What would Frederick Douglass, WEB De Bois, Booker T Washington, Harriet Tubman, Sojourner Truth, and The Road to the White HouseMartin Luther King Jr have said, Henry Louis Gates asked, “if they could know what our people had at long last achieved (after) all those slights and rebuffs and recriminations, all those rapes and murders, lynchings and assassinations, all those Jim Crow laws and protest marches, those snarling dogs and bone-breaking water hoses, all those beatings and all those killings, all of those collective dreams deferred…all the unbearable pain of all those tragedies?”

Obama’s victory is not redemption for all this history. It is rather the symbolic culmination of the centuries-long struggle for freedom, the grand achievement of a great collective dream.

People now quote a saying of Robert Kennedy’s that there would be a black president by 2000. According to Gates, the award for prescience goes to Jacob K Javits, a liberal Republican senator from New York. In an essay entitled “Integration from the top down” (with the subtitle “The ultimate colour line”), printed in Esquire magazine in 1958, Javits wrote:

barack-usain-bolt-obama“What manner of man will this be, this possible Negro presidential candidate of 2000? Undoubtedly, he will be well-educated. He will be well-travelled and have a keen grasp of his country’s role in the world and its relationships. He will be a dedicated internationalist with working comprehension of the intricacies of foreign aid, technical assistance and reciprocal trade…Assuredly, though, despite his other characteristics, he will have developed the fortitude to withstand the vicious smear attacks that came his way as he fought to the top in government and politics…”

In the same essay Javits predicted the ascendancy of the first black senator (Edward Brooke in Massachusetts since 1966) and the first Supreme Court Justice (the great Thurgood Marshall in 1967).

This was very keen prescience. When we consider Obama’s many-sided, extraordinary gifts, it’s remarkable how accurately Javits hypothetically drew his background and character.

Obama’s presidency will not wield magic. The number of teenage pregnancies will not diminish overnight, nor will the levels of drug addiction in the black community. His achievement will not make black children learn to read and write as if their lives depended on it, though already not a few of them have drawn great inspiration in the moment.

One thing is unquestionable. A barrier has been crossed, an iron ceiling shattered. A man whose cultural and genetic heritage is so secure, he can transcend it, has become the leader of the free world. His victory means not just another “morning in America.” In the words of the black spiritual, it’s one “great getting’ up morning.”


Divali 2008 Gallery « Bobolee Pix

Divali 2008 Gallery

October 29, 2008

Here are some of the pix I took during Divali festivities yesterday. I took over 100 pix, but these are some of the best. I didn’t use flash at all except for a few pics, and relied on the lighting from the deyas small oil lamps and the overhead street lamps.

I first went to Ethel Street in St James, and had to walk from 3 streets away because I couldn’t get a closer parking spot. There were a lot of people there, from all walks of Trinidadian life, who came to enjoy the sights and sounds of the celebrations.

Then I went to Adam Smith Square in Woodbrook, where the celebrations were a bit muted, and not as intricate. After walking around for about 5 minutes, I opted to leave.

It was magical. Enjoy the pictures.

Peace and Rice,


Visit my Divali 2008 Gallery at Bobolee Pix


I Didn’t Vote For Obama

I was reading my email yesterday, when I came upon this gem on a web forum.  I don’t know the original author, but I think he makes a good case for his reasons as to why he didn’t vote for Barack Obama.

As is my usual custom, I posted interesting and related links where I thought they’d be appropriate.  I also included a few pix from my photoblog (Bobolee Pix) as well.  I spent some time working on it this weekend, and I think it has a fresh, new look.  Hope you like it…

~~~~~ 😯 ~~~~~


I’m a middle-class white guy living in Jacksonville, Florida.  I’ve got a wife and two kids.

Because the kids had no school today, I took a vacation day from work, and took the kids downtown to vote early.  Fifty-nine minutes later, two smiling children and I proudly sported “I Voted” stickers.

But I didn’t vote for Obama.

I voted for my ancestors, who believed in the promise of this country and came with with nothing as immigrants.

I voted for my parents, who taught in the public schools for decades.

I voted for Steve, an acquaintance of mine from Kentucky (killed by an IED two years ago in Iraq).

I voted for Shawn, another who’s been to Iraq twice, and Afghanistan once, and who’ll be going back to Afghanistan again soon — and whose family earned eleven bucks a month too much to qualify for food stamps when the war started.

[Bobolee Pix: Friendly Advice]

I voted for April, the only African-American girl in my high school — it was years before it occurred to me how different her experience of our school must have been.

I voted for my college friends who are Christian, Jewish, Mormon, and yes — Muslim.

I voted for my grandfathers, who worked hard in factories and died too young.

I voted for the plumber who worked on my house, because I want him to get a REAL tax break.

I voted for four little angels from Birmingham.

I voted for a bunch of dead white men who, although personally flawed, were willing to pledge their lives, fortunes, and sacred honor, and used a time of great crisis to expand freedom rather than suspend it.

[The Onion]

I voted for all those people and more, and I voted for all of you, too.  But mostly, I voted selfishly.  I vote for two little kids, one who has ballet in an hour, and once who has baseball practice at the same time.

I voted for a world where they can be confident that their government will represent the best that is in this country, and that will in turn demand the best of them.  I voted for a government that will be respected in the world. I voted for an economy that will reward work above guile.

[Bobolee Pix: Vote!]

I voted for everything I believe in.

Sure, I filled in the circle next to the name Obama, but it wasn’t him I was voting for — it was every single one of us, and those I love most of all.

Who else is there to vote for?

~~~~~ :mrgreen: ~~~~~

Leave your mark. The future depends on it.

Peace and Rice,



The Bobolee Gets An Award !!!

I’d been out of the Blogosphere for awhile, taking time out to handle some other stuff in the real world.  Imagine my surprise when I happened upon the fact that my blog won a “Brillante Weblog Premio” award!

I found out when I was browsing The Bandwagonist. Thanks for the nod!!!

So, being curious, I decided to do some digging into what this award was all about… who’s behind it, and what does it all mean?

My search led me to this; at the Museum of Hoaxes:

Surf around the web enough and you’ll notice a lot of sites that have announced they’re the recipients of a “Brillante Weblog Premio” award. (Google “Brillante Weblog” and you’ll see what I mean.)
Just to clue in anyone who might be confused — this is not a real award. It’s a viral nuisance. The gimmick is that you receive this award from a friend. Accompanying the award are these rules:
In this way, the award keeps circulating endlessly.
There are real “Brillante Awards for Excellence” awarded by the National Society of Hispanic MBAs, but they’re not related in any way to the “Brillante Weblog Premio” award. (via Heart and Hands)

This information gave me pause, but then I thought about it some more:

  1. The “award” logo is virus free. You can’t get a virus from an image, as far as I can tell.  The image isn’t “hot linked” to any malicious sites, as far as I can tell.
  2. I was granted the “award” by someone who’d read my blog and liked what they’d read.
  3. My nominator “won the award”, too. In a sense, my blog was “vetted” by a winner, who (in turn) was vetted by a winner…
  4. At its best, its just an opportunity for people to get familiar with other good blogs that they’ve never read before.
  5. At its worst, I get an opportunity to share some of my favourite blogs with some of my readers, all the while saluting the authors for their efforts.

Hmmm… I see only “wins” here!  So, without further ado, here are my Brillante winners (in no particular order):

  1. Trini Carnival Diary. Find out all about Carnival in Trinidad & Tobago through the eyes of a seasoned masquerader.
  2. Pundit Kitchen. Political LOLcats… without the cats!  If you know me, you know I like nothing more than a good laugh.  Ever since this site launched a few months ago, they’ve been responsible for putting a wide grin on my face before I start my day!
  3. Trini Gourmet.  Sweet Trinbago Cuisine!  Sweet han’ fuh so!  And I can vouch for it!
  4. Stuff White People Do. At first I thought this was a simple knockoff of the popular “Stuff White People Like” blog.  Now I realise that its a whole lot more.  Like the author of “SWPL”, the author of “SWPD” is also “white”.
  5. SHIMWORLD.  Photoblog of Jan Shim, citizen of Brunei and of the world.  He takes excellent wildlife shots, and his blog’s a portal to the Far East for me.
  6. One Day for the Watchman (1D4TW): Max of Open Anthology does it pop-culturally.  And he saw that it was good.  And I agree!
  7. Choonkooloonks.  Karen Walrond’s put together an impressive photojournal and blog.  When my own photoblog (insert shameless site promo here) grows up, I can only dream that it’ll look half as good as hers.

I tried to pick blogs that hadn’t been “awarded” anything before (AFAIK).  Hard stuff.  I like so many great blogs!

Honourable mentions:

  • Emily Postal. I like her quirkyness and her writing style.
  • Creative Commess. A Trini lady ramblin about random stuff on a “vaps”.
  • Airy Nothings… stumbled across her site whilst looking for Obama material.  Just nice quips and comments about life and living in general.
  • My World. Another Trini lady.  She writes about very varied and interesting stuff, and I think her blog is fairly new too.
  • ShiZZles! Done by some talented Trinidadian graphic artists (and musicians?).  Very crafty short stories and even a webcomic!!!

So, there.  I’ve taken something bad and turned it into something good.  Congratulations to all the “winners”!


Please pass along to all your other friends, and nominate some of your blogs too.

Leave me some of your other favourite blogs in the comments for this post!

I want to thank everyone who’s read & visited my blog.  It’s only  a little over 4 months old, and I’ve averaged 1000 hits/month thus far.  This month (September) was the first month that I’ve actually gotten 1000 hits before the month was up!  That says something… and I want to thank you for all the constructive criticism, suggestions and dialogue.

Peace and Rice,


(ps: Please make sure you also check out my blogroll!!!)


Nice Guys Finish Last

I was kinda shy as a teenager.  I guess it was because I’d attended all-male primary and secondary schools.  Even though I had no problem relating to and with the female friends I grew up with, whenever I was around a girl I had a crush on, I’d turn into a complete, bungling mess.

Ahhh… teenage love!

I remember this one time… there was this one girl I really, really liked.  I was… 14, going on 15?  We met at Daniell’s “summer” vacation camp.  She made my heart do all sorts of acrobatics whenever she was around.  And she liked me, too… I could tell!  She’d always make it a point to look me in the eye and smile.  When I’d least expect it, she turn around and smile at me when she caught me staring at her.  I’d feel my face get flushed whenever she and her friends passed me by.  Her friends would always giggle at me, but she never did…


I’d been in this situation before… I’d have a crush, I could tell that she liked me too… but I just didn’t have… the “skill” …to close the deal.  I’d either bungle it, or simply not do anything about it past the flirting stage.  I’d just watch them from afar, and watch (eventually) as some other dude got the girl.


This time was going to be different.  This time, I was determined to overcome this shyness.  So, I sat closer to her in my classes… ate lunch near to her table… I noticed when she came in and went so we’d always happen to ‘bump’ into each other… eventually, we got to talking and laughing, and my confidence grew more and more with each passing day.  Eventually, I really felt myself falling for her, and she for me!  One day, I decided to make a bold move.  With all that was happening between us, the ‘deep feelings’ I felt had to be revealed.

I asked her for a kiss…


She… sort of smiled… then said no.

She said I was “nice”, but I was “just a friend”.


A few weeks later, after camp was finished, one of my classmates was telling me about this (different) girl he was seeing for a little while and had just kissed for the first time.

Me: So what did she do when you asked her for a kiss?

He: Ask? I didn’t ask her anything!  I just… held her and kissed her!

Me: (quizzically) …and she kissed you back ?!

He: (laughing) Yeah! 😀

Me: Oh… 😐

What’s my point?  Why am I putting this all out there?  Its simple, really…

When is Barack Obama going to stop playing Mr. Nice Guy ?

If you’re too nice or too polite, you won’t get the girl.

The McCain camp just spun another lie into a disgusting, grotesque campaign ad (video):

If I was the father of two kindergarten-aged girls, what do you think that my reaction would be?

Why is the Obama campaign taking long to respond forcefully to this?

Is he afraid of being labelled an “Angry Black Man”? (video)

Newsflash!  As far as ‘they’ are concerned, you already are!  And they called you “uppity” to boot!  So what are you going to do about it?

The thing is, is America ready for another angry black man?  I think McCain is doing whatever it can to goad him into displaying his (righteous) rage simply because it will play him into their hands.

They will twist it so much that it’ll leave Jeremiah Wright speechless.  They’re doing it already anyway… almost every ad spins the facts, quotes out of context, and makes the truth out to be something stranger than fiction.

I don’t know what McCain’s minions are holding back, but whatever it is, the microsecond Obama takes off his belt to lash the dolts with some sense, they will let the pit bulls go after him and won’t hold them back.

If we’re alarmed at the people who look at him and call him uppity now, we ain’t seen nothing yet.

Who knows?  Maybe America is ready.  There’ve been several portrayals of “Angry Black Men” in popular culture for many years… Sidney Poitier, Denzel Washington, Samuel L. Jackson, and even Will Smith have filmed righteous indignation scenes throughout their careers that resonate with us still.

When Denzel played decent and nice and noble and upstanding characters he got bypassed by the Academy.

Thing is though, he only got his Oscar when he played it crooked in Training Day.


Even McCain’s own people have called the game out for what it is:

“This election is not about issues. (emphasis mine)

This election is about a composite view of what people take away from these candidates.”

– Rick Davis, John McCain campaign manager

Go suit up.  Its time to show them you know how to play.

Handle your stories, man… *fist bump*


Peace and Rice,



Their Eyes Are Watching From Above

I first read this in May, and I bookmarked it for later reading. I’ve read it often ever since. I’ve taken the liberty of copying it to share with you. The original can be found here. I’ve “hyperlinked through” the article with relevant references that I hope are helpful.  This was written before Obama became the “presumptive” nominee of the Democratic Party.

I find it really calm, reflective and moving. I hope you do too. Enjoy.

Peace and Much Love.



Their eyes are watching from above

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Somewhere beyond the Elysian Fields, Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr. are the last to leave a celestial forum they’ve nicknamed the Martyrs’ Ball. It is the 40th anniversary of their respective assassinations, so both men are feeling more wistful than usual.

By eternity’s standards, less than a second has passed, but by their lingering sense of how time passes on Earth, they have endured years full of speeches and celebrations crammed into one day. Both were moved to tears by Walt Whitman’s lengthy tribute. He was one of their favorite poets because of his deep knowledge of the American spirit.

Marian Anderson’s voice seemed to reverberate throughout the celestial sphere itself when she fronted a choir that included Andrew Goodman, Michael Schwerner and James Chaney. She sang all of Martin’s favorite spirituals.

They both mock-grimaced through President John F. Kennedy’s jokes told, as usual, at their expense. JFK still knew how to tease his younger brother. He also reminded Martin Luther King about needing a ghostwriter for his own 50th anniversary Martyrs’ Ball speech in a few years.

“Give me some words that Rev. Jeremiah Wright can’t make fun of and I’ll practice my delivery so that it doesn’t sound like his very bad imitation of my very good inauguration speech,” President Kennedy said as the heavenly hosts roared with laughter.

“One of these days, you’re going to have to stop holding me responsible for everything Rev. Wright says,” Martin said, eliciting yet another round of laughter and applause. Eternity is a place where irony is appreciated.

Standing at the great Reflecting Pool of Reality later that evening, Martin and Bobby look into its crystalline depths, causing the distance between heaven and Earth to part like clouds. Images shimmer into view. Loved ones can be seen. The secrets of men’s hearts are revealed. The political beast stands revealed in all of its nakedness.

Martin puts his arms around Bobby’s shoulder as Sen. Edward Kennedy’s face appears. They scan the newspaper headlines about his brain tumor in silence. “He is making peace with whatever happens,” Bobby says. “Still, my baby brother is no fatalist. He’s in no hurry to be with his older brothers again. Good for him.”

Martin Luther King Jnr and Robert Kennedy

Martin Luther King Jnr and Robert Kennedy

[From the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library & Museum]

Bobby stirs the waters again. Hillary Clinton’s face comes into view. “Hillary is mentally and spiritually exhausted,” he says.

“I agree,” Martin says. “Evoking the day you were murdered as justification for staying in the race sounds worse than what she meant.”

Bobby gazes at the Democratic presidential candidate’s anguished expression in a time-lapse montage. “The grueling pace of the primary has made her careless. Her ambition is at war with her best instincts.”

Martin stoops to stir the waters of the Reflecting Pool with his index finger. He sees the face of a newborn baby. He smiles with pleasure. “My oldest son and his wife have named my first grandchild Yolanda Renee King,” Martin announces with pride. “That thunder you hear coming from the celestial mountains is the sound of Coretta jumping for joy.”

“Congratulations, Martin,” Bobby says. The civil rights leader stirs the waters once more. Democratic frontrunner Barack Obama’s face comes into view.

“It’s hard to believe a mere four decades has passed since we both slipped the bonds of Earth,” Martin says. “The evolution of America’s racial attitudes in a generation is as big a miracle as the two of us standing here reacting to it. We are witnessing a milestone in the nation’s history.”

“Is this truly Barack Obama’s moment, Martin? Is he the spiritual heir to your ‘I Have a Dream’ ethos, or will he succumb to worldly pragmatism and do whatever it takes to win?”

“Like every man, he finds himself resisting the temptation to take shortcuts,” Martin says. “He is so close to grasping the prize that he can almost taste it. But there is danger in this moment as well. There are many sick and deluded men and women who will not abide his election to the highest office of the land. What will their rage compel them to do about it?”

They listen to Barack Obama delivering the commencement address at Wesleyan University as Teddy Kennedy’s stand-in. They are impressed by his eloquence and his heart for changing America. It feels visionary to them. It feels familiar.

“My brother loves this man. Now I can see why. He is as charismatic as you once were,” Bobby says.

John F. Kennedy, Robert F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King, Jnr.

John F. Kennedy, Robert F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King, Jnr.

[From George Lois and Esquire]

“I beg to differ,” Martin says. “This young man definitely has more Kennedy in him than King.”

Suddenly, the waters grow dark and Martin and Bobby’s reflections return to the surface of the water. “Even we don’t have the right to see the future, Martin, but I still have a good feeling about it.”

Martin Luther King sighs. “Whatever happens — all will be well,” he says. “We have the rest of eternity to learn and absorb that truth.”


PS: I suspect that the Clinton camp will still try to usurp Obama’s nomination and confirmation at the upcoming convention. Let’s hope good sense prevails.

PPS: I had already ‘written’ and formatted this post, and was intending to publish it the day before the Convention was due to start, i.e., Aug. 24th.

With the latest news of Hillary’s name being added to the ballot, I thought it best to publish now.

Peace and Much Love,



Who Are These Jokers, Anyway?

[Photo: Batman Movie Posters]

They’re the ones who smash the one-day box office record with $66.4 million on opening day



[Photo: CNN]

They’re the ones who issue a 100 BILLION DOLLAR banknote that can’t even buy a loaf of bread



[Photo:”Nelson Mandela: A Life in Pictures”]

They’re the ones who put Nelson Mandela on a Terrorist Watch List… then removed him after more than a decade after fighting and deposing the racist apartheid government



[Photo: The Arlington National Cemetary]

They’re the ones who (f)mucked up the citizenship application of 21 year old Trinidadian/US soldier Kendall Frederick, who got killed by a roadside bomb in Iraq as he attempted to straighten out the bureaucratic mess they put him in…



But hey…

[Photo:The Meltdowns]

I’m really excited to see the new Batman movie… as if you couldn’t tell! 🙂

Peace and Much Love.


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