JUST4FUN Carnival band presents “What Lies Within” for St. Lucia carnival , July 16th-23rd 2014.Visit http://just4funcarnival.com for more information, or join the Facebook group https://www.facebook.com/groups/201756323185508/ . The official band launch takes place at Gaiety nightclub on April 26th, live stream will be available for overseas revellers.
No carnival is sweeter than Lucian Bacchanal.
My band Just4Fun released their teaser video yesterday afternoon. It is nice to see a vibrant, new, and refreshing colour palette. I can already picture the sunlight dancing off the rainbow of colours. We’re going to look incredible.
My favourite costumes are the orange blood costume, followed by the coin tiara, and I’m secretly curious about the orange and pink costume.
before i’ve called them intelligent or brave
i am sorry i made it sound as though
something as simple as what you’re born with
is all you have to be proud of
when you have broken mountains with your wit
from now on i will say things like
you are resilient, or you are extraordinary
not because i don’t think you’re beautiful
but because i need you to know
you are more than that
Lonely won’t leave me alone.
Facebook says that I have a considerable number or friends. I say I have seven close friends. Yet here I am alone in tears and unable to think of one person who I can call to help.
My heart saddens for the little white boys and the little white boys who are confined to the pearly white gates of their beautiful suburban homes. The ones who live in a society structured by ethnocentrism: in favor to whites of course, and who are taught to believe that they are superior. Superior because the color of their porcelain white skin has been equated to a badge of automatic “legal authority,” and that of dominance. The little white boys and the little white girls who annually vacation in tropical, no, exotic countries, where the population is heavily colored with a beautiful array of blacks browns, cinnamons, caramels and even spice. They bask in the culture, enjoying the “thrill” of the experience, because to them this is an adventure. To leave their beautiful suburban homes and experience a moment in life that is inferior to their everyday routine. To observe, laugh, examine, and take pleasure in the “quaint” and “uniqueness” of a society and culture that is foreign to theirs. Foreign to them, but life to those who call it home. The “adventure” is more thrilling when they are treated in a manner that reminds them of their reigning superiority. How ever could they forget that “white is right?” The little white boys and the little white girls who believe volunteering to build a bookshelf in a third world country makes them the greatest and most culturally receptive person in the world. The little white boys and the little white girls who are taught to evaluate and conclude the worth of someone not by their character, but through the exercising of racialization and stereotypes. The little white boys and the little white girls who will laugh at our little black boys and our little black girls because they are different, because they are not like them. Our little black boys and our little black girls will be ridiculed, attacked, and labeled because of their physical, mental, and cultural essence. The richness and the uniqueness of our people will continually be at risk, that is why it is our duty as black parents to strengthen the roots of our community by raising confident, proud, and intelligent little black boys and little black girls. Say no to the American Nigger Dream. There are enough basketball players. There are enough singers. There are enough dancers. There are enough video hoes. There are enough hustlers. There are enough baby mamas. We need more doctors. We need more teachers. We need more community outreach workers. We need more parents. We need to rebuild the black community. We need to be enlightened. We need to take pride in ourselves and know that our black is beautiful. We need to take action.