On the same day I saw this graffito, the Jamaica Gleaner’s front page headline had yelled “End AIDS testing!”
“The world is turned upside down,” I thought to myself. On closer reading, it appeared that the Jamaican National AIDS Commission was protesting employers imposing AIDS testing on new employees. In the bangarang that followed, the well-intentioned […]
Constant Spring Road runs north-south, from green-leaved uptown to Halfway Tree. No one knows what the tree was halfway between, and there is no longer a tree to be seen amid the exhaust fumes from the bus terminal and the chronic traffic congestion as the uptowners stream towards their offices in New Kingston and others […]
Linguist with wanderlust,
From the hills of New Guinea to the halls of the Sorbonne,
From the beaches of Bassam to the fields of Friesland,
From the catacombs of Rome to the Blue Mountains of Jamaica.
Currently resident in Dakar, Senegal.
Stet means "Let it stand" and is used by editors to indicate that the original text should be left untouched.
...in Arcadia ego is a pun on a painting by Poussin.
Ria[dot]Bacon[at]gmail.com
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