Hurricane Melissa has given us a rare national gift: the chance to choose differently while memory is still fresh—while silt lines still mark the walls, while culverts still gape, while shorelines still bear witness. If we squander that gift, the land will not argue with us. It will simply remember. And one day, without ceremony, a child will ask why a place bears an odd name. The answer will come as it always does with follies: because once, power spoke louder than wisdom—a

When a society decides that wealth is the ultimate evidence of wisdom, it stops doing the hard work of critical analysis. We stop asking if a policy is sustainable and start asking who is proposing it. If the proposer is a billioneerer with a fleet of yachts, the policy is given a "wisdom premium."The expensive transport, the houses, and the raiment are tools used to maintain a hierarchy that prioritises "the look" of leadership over the substance of it. It creates a psycholo

'Precisely three years and two days ago, my colleague, business partner, finest thought-clarifier, and most erudite friend, Dr Cynthia Elaine Lewis, passed over into Glory Land. She died suddenly on December 31, 2022. Toward the end of 2022, shortly before her passing, I coined the syllogism billioneering. Cynthia asked me—quietly but insistently—to define it rigorously. At the time, I did my best. It was not enough. What follows is a clarified Comparative Map: Billioneerin

Black River is one of our oldest towns of elegance, enterprise, science, and firsts: electrification, motor vehicles, cinema, trade, and progressive civic life. It carries a legacy of outward-looking innovation that must not be allowed to fade. Its river, coastline, mangroves, and wetlands form a priceless natural defence system and ecological treasure—one which Melissa has reminded us is fragile. To rebuild Black River in the same way it was before would be a national mis

The space for error has collapsed to near zero, while the space for potent, paralysing criticism has expanded outside of Gordon House to fill the vacuum. You are not so much a sun around which the political system orbits, but a star in a delicate binary system, acutely aware of the opposing pull and the immense empty spaces surrounding you.

Behind the neat rows of school timetables lies harmful buffoonery, where pools-timetabling locks children’s dreams into cages and wastes...

We are, in so many ways, an outwardly looking musical nation; for our media to pretend otherwise is an abdication of leadership and imagination.

A hypothetical government programme to install a minimum capacity of 150 Mbps download and 50 Mbps upload speeds in every Jamaican household would not be a mere infrastructure upgrade; it would be the foundational act of a profound national transformation, catalysing economic growth, social equity, and democratic renewal. High-speed, reliable internet is the central nervous system of modern commerce. For Jamaica, this would unlock several tiers of economic potential...

Our business schools must urgently recalibrate their mission, not as factories for conventional managers, but as midwives for a sustainable, resilient, and just economy tailor-made for both island and mountainous realities throughout the region.

Let us remember: 1. Puerto Rico’s Bonus Reactor shut down in disgrace. 2. Cuba’s reactor project collapsed amid geopolitical complications. 3. The Dominican Republic mothballed its nuclear ambitions. 4. Haiti in its heyday, wisely, never attempted one. Instead of chasing nuclear mirages, Jamaica must double down on proven, scalable, and socially embedded renewables:..

It is not hyperbole to say that energy is destiny. And for too long, Jamaica's destiny has been dictated not by the people, nor by the imperatives of justice or resilience, but by monopolistic inertia. The 2027 expiration of the Jamaica Public Service Company (JPSCo)'s all-island licence is no mere bureaucratic milestone—it is a generational pivot point.

In many congregations that proudly wear the labels “Bible-believing” or “Spirit-filled” we now see Jesus’ name being used to justify: • Nationalist agendas that criminalise foreigners and asylum-seekers; • Uncritical loyalty to leaders who embody greed, cruelty, or deceit; •Hostility to science, learning, or reform, all waved away as “worldly”; • Prosperity gospel peddling, now bordering on spiritual racketeering. Such distortions of faith are not rare. They are daily

🎤How should the Government of Jamaica (GOJ) proceed if it is serious about liberating the country from decades of monopolistic inefficiency and fossil-fuel dependency?

The right test can propel a student into the Ivy League, the University of Oxford or Cambridge, or a United World College. And sadly, the wrong choice—too often made for reasons of local convenience—can leave untapped potential on the table. In content and design, one of these tests (ACT or SAT), aligns better with global Common Core standards and the kind of critical reasoning and data analysis that Caribbean students practise daily....

If the Record Fails, the Student Falls. Across Jamaica’s and CARICOM's high school landscape, there are all too many brass-faced counterparts: institutions that prioritize trophy-winning quiz teams and sporting accolades plus strange and unjust peculiarity over student growth, masking indifference with performative achievement while leaving genuine learning and compassionate upliftment behind. One might expect that a national education review— would spotlight the glaring weak

No urgent moves to protect children from abuse. No credible lunge to conclude the repair of the hospital in Montego Bay. No rebuke of foreign tyrants, even as they commit mass slaughter. No vision for diplomacy—only disarray, smiles, flawless make-up, and a remarkably Pygmalean first name. Instead, we see photo ops. And silence. And a parade of parliamentarians whose public piety hides private greed. We see the steady withering of every noble value on which Jamaica was bui

Judas used a kiss. Jamaica uses deportation. For 30 pieces of silver — filthy lucre in our time — we have betrayed Haitians seeking refuge, dignity, and kinship among us. We bave uncharacteristically turned them back into the hands of their tormentors, without hearing, without compassion, without even a pause to remember who we once were. This is not poetry. This is refoulement — the forced return of asylum seekers to danger without due process. It violates the 1951 Refuge

One needn’t be a cynic to see that something vital is fading. Our democracy, once animated by active citizens and accountable institutions, now teeters on the edge of indifference. It’s not collapsing in a blaze. It’s been slowly hemorrhaging. A quiet, patient death by a thousand cuts. The Cuts are Numerous and Deep.

Accountability must be swift. As with a surgeon lancing a wound, credible allegations- whether nepotism, enrichment, or abuse-must trigger immediate action. Delay breeds suspicion, silence breeds cynicism. Reports from the Auditor General and Integrity Commission must not be ignored. Consequences must follow, or investigative institutions become ceremonial, and public faith withers.

Here in Jamaica, we live in an era where a slim slab of glass, silicon, and plastic dominates much of our lives. It’s always in our...