charlie boy

a new dance

the song is alice practice by crystal castles btw

Faster than one's slowest friend

(insert bondage ref.)

asofterworld

They have so many good ones i could feature, so i just chose one. Check them out.

i was a nigger...before this war

found this guy's work and i liked it

Glenn Ligon - No Room (Gold) #47

post-colonial post-utopia

Somewhere in between the crowded beds of Port of Spain General and the murders that litter every tabloid page, you’ll probably find the dying nationalist dreams of our independence era. I’m not sure of exactly when or exactly how it got there but I’m certain that it did. If the old folks are right, at some point in time in our histories we had dreams of nation building, cultural autonomy and all that good stuff, now we dream of metropolitan educations and metropolitan passports.



Not that I’m treading on anyone’s vision of success. Like most of my “peeps”, I also can’t imagine anything short of a scruffy/cultured/unstable off white boy and a seven figure salary that could make me want to spend to the rest of my life in Trinidad. But as I pack my suitcases for the long voyage to expatriate glory I can’t help but wonder how it all got like this. How a fiercely nationalist, 1960’s Trinidad grew to have the third highest rate of emigration per capita in the world.



I think part of it has to do with culture. There are a lot of kids out there who are simply bored out of their panties with most of Trinidad’s cultural/entertainment offerings. You’ll see us sleeping on the barstool of sky, against the plastic trees in zen or on top your unwashed (ex?)boyfriends saying that we’re tired/drunk/sorry but what we really mean is please give us something better to do. Not that stimulating alternatives are going to make people feel safer leaving their houses or create jobs for Yale graduates with their PhD.’s in 16th century East-Persian erotic poetry, that only god and some opportune kidney cancer (Manning joke!) can see to. But, I definitely think they’re a small start towards a Trinidad that heavy boozing artsy fags and Nabokov reading scholastic over achievers alike could feel more at home with.

Messy's Moods, or: Boys That Gag

(Her grace has forbidden us from embedding her official videos.)

It seem that we cannot escape the great Lady Gaga, and the unstoppable vortex of faggy mess that accompanies her everywhere she goes and clings to everything she touches. I’m not sure exactly what it is, but Trini bullamen can’t seem to get enough of her.

Maybe ‘cause she brought her career into the mainstream on the stage of Ms. Universe. Perhaps due to her overall drag-queen-ness (platinum-blonde wig and black bumblebee glasses, calls to mind a boy I know). Personally it’s because (on good days) she sings the songs my heart would write.

Our love for her seems to go beyond the rational. How else does one justify perpetuating a(several) facebook group(s) solely dedicated to an attempt at persuading her to visit our little Isle?


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The elephant is getting low self-esteem from the media

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Speaking of trannies

...steelpan boldly goes where most Trinidadians dare not...
SWEDEN!!!

Poz n Proud: Trinidad's very own Saucy Pow

only when you can take a bullet to the brain...








So what do you guys think about Saucy. Is Saucy's ability to burn the flame brightly, where ever he/she goes, a sign of a more tolerant Trinidad or do heteros simply see him/her as a cultural clown with no real bearing on the status quo? Post a comment and let us know what you think.

Messy's Moods

My moods are ephemeral and highly malleable, to which Melvin can attest.

I guess as a side-effect of bottling up and storing away all inconvenient emotions, I wear my fluctuating moods on my sleeve. Sleeves that I change every day (at least as many times as I bathe).

I can almost guarantee that my mood for any given day is determined, or at least directed by the last song I hear on the radio on my way to work that morning.

So, without any further ado, well.... maybe a little ado....

.... ado

I present: Messy's Moods

ceci n'est pas un bordel

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Suddenly feeling to mall