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Saturday, July 31, 2021, Tokyo, Japan. At 7.50 a.m eight women lined up for the start of the 100m women’s final in the Tokyo Olympic stadium. Three Jamaicans, 2 Swiss, 1 American, 1 from the Ivory Coast, and 1 from Great Britain were successful in their rounds leading up to this moment. The moment was to decide the fastest woman in the world at the 32nd Olympiad. 10.61 seconds later, Elaine Thompson-Herah from Jamaica was the last woman standing. The wait was over, the world has a new champion.

To call this Olympics anything other than the strangest event in the world is not an exaggeration. The 2020 event was being held in July 2021. The biggest sporting event in the world is being hosted by the city of Tokyo under strict pandemic quarantine. The only spectators allowed in the event spaces were athletes and officials, and the 60, 000 seat stadium that hosts the athletic events has less than a thousand people at any given time. Japan had eagerly coveted the honor to host the event when it was announced in 2013, but 8 years later, one virus managed to change an entire nation’s hopes into fears. 80% of the 13 million people in Tokyo wanted out of the Olympics, but it was too late. Japan’s propensity for harmony had to be found in the staging of the games. It was no surprise that the nation rallied together as the world descended on their City, to be the gracious hosts they are known to be.

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On July 23, 2021, Japan donned their kimonos and went into their famous ‘Konnichiwa’ (こんにちは) mode. The Olympics was on. The quest to go higher, faster, stronger began with a simple but beautiful opening ceremony, devoid of the usual overproduced spectaculars that accompany these over-budgeted events. Watching the ceremonies you could not help but admire the resilience of the Japanese people. The world was at their doorstep and so too was a virus; the IOC had a multi-billion noose around their necks and so too were major sponsors. Patrons who had bought tickets had their hands out for their refund because they decided to cancel all attendees. Japan was cornered but still, they rise. The Japanese exquisite, efficient machinery made the ‘silent Olympics’ seemed full of character and excitement in the massive sepulchers built to host the games. But the unusual thing about this vast event called the Olympics is that nothing gets going until the track and field stadium lights are turned on. On Saturday, July 31, the lights were on full blast.

Track and field is the highlight of the Olympics. No disrespect to the other athletes, the first week is seen as a warm-up for the theatrics of the Olympic theater in the main stadium. The first event was the finals of women’s 100m. In 1988 Seoul, Korea, the world watched the W 100m mark set at 10.62 by the American Flo Jo. The world also saw the WR lowered for the women’s 100 & 200 m – 10.49/ 21.34 respectively, by the same Flo Jo. Those times were etched into the history books and have stared many athletes in their faces as a daunting task to even think about breaking them. Records were made to be broken, but not these. For 33 years these times were like the knees on the neck of every athlete that worked hard to set new markers, until today.

Today, Jamaica rewrote the history books and showed the world it is possible to accomplish what seemed to be impossible. Elaine Thompson-Herah blazed the fast track in the Olympic stadium and scorched a sizzling 10.61 seconds over the distance to rewrite what most people considered a fake record. Flo Jo, the American whose name is accredited as the holder of the record, blasted 10.61 at the Seoul 1988 Olympics. She also set a new marker of 21.34 seconds over the 200 m in the same Olympics in Seoul. Whilst her accomplishments were admirable they were also questionable and here’s why. Flo Jo smashed the records of both the 100 m and 200 m like a drunken person handling eggs. She smashed the 200m twice in the same Olympics. She smashed the 100m record prior to arriving in Seoul, to 10.49 seconds. And then Flo Jo quit. She announced her ‘retirement ‘ in 1989 interestingly at the time when random out-of-competition drug testing was announced. The story of Flo Jo didn’t end there. Unfortunately, she died suddenly, from an epileptic seizure in her sleep, at the age of 38 in 1998.

These questionable markers have been a burden on the modern athlete, especially the females who train consistently under the threat of random drug tests. Flo Jo and Marita Koch from East Germany whose 400m world record of 47.60, set in 1985, did not face these tests and there is no reason not to believe that scientists were not busy baking cocktails for athletes in various sports to ‘help’ them along the way and gain glory for their country. Flo Jo and Koch both denied any ‘help’ for their hard work but, and there’s always a but, East Germany was revealed in 1985 to have been operating a state-sponsored doping program. Koch’s time was therefore questionable. Lance Armstrong, the famous American cyclist, had pulled the wool over the world’s eyes for years until he was caught for his use of steroids. He was disgraced, fell like humpty dumpty, and America hid their shame. A new Netflix documentary was produced to document his rise and fall in one of the biggest doping scandals of the 20th century.

It is by no mean measure ,therefore, to see Elaine’s victory as a game-changer. Under the claustrophobic veil of the AIU ( Athlete’s Integrity Unit) modern athletes can no longer post times that seem far-fetched from the generation it was accomplished. It took 33 years to erase Flo Jo’s Olympic record, and that knee was finally lifted and athletes can now breathe. Modern athletes are heavily tested and there is no reason to doubt super fast times. Usain Bolt, one of the most tested athletes in modern times, can attest to that. Bolt was reportedly tested every day at the 2008 Olympics when he set the world records in the M 100 and 200 m. Today, Thompson-Herah did her version of the ‘Bolt’ and flashed a hand while she crossed the finish line. The clock stopped at 10.61, a new Olympic record for women in the 100m. The impossible was done. We can all breathe. This run is finally cleaning the tainted history held by someone whose claim was only magnified by the flag beside her name. This run gave other athletes a reason to hope that the impossible can be accomplished. Today Jamaica continues to reign on top of the sprinting world and has set a new mark for sprinting excellence. For this, we are all proud of this little nation. The next target is the 10.49.marker. Be patient, it is coming. Our athletes got this.

© July 2021. All Rights Reserved.

HUMAN WISDOM IS SUMMED UP IN 2 WORDS- WAIT and HOPE – The Harry and Meghan Saga.

I wouldn’t normally comment on this except for the fact that since the airing of this interview there seems to be a reprisal of the 1812 war between the US and Britain. Why? Well the reactions from the US and Britain is night and day , depending on the color of your skin.

Meghan spoke candidly about her experiences living with #TheFirm and she spoke, oftentimes searching for the right words to color her statements, with a lot of hurt. She described that place as dark even to the point of doing the ultimate, committing suicide. This is deep, very, very deep coming from someone who we see looking glamours everyday, smiling cheek to cheek for the cameras, creating the perfect Instagram moments, flawless and yet deep down she was a bag of mess. Looks are deceiving. Harry spun the dagger a few moments later in the interview and confirmed everything Meghan had said. Viewers watching this were steaming, depending on the color of your skin.

You will be hard pressed to find a viewer of color who does not identify with what Meghan was saying. No one needs to tell us what racism feels or looks like. We were born knowing this. A black person living in a predominantly white country will face it every day, despite the System telling you its not real, and its a figment of your imagination. This is the same narrative they told the black Africans who were dragged from their home that what they were experiencing was God’s wish and desire for them to work and be obedient to their Masters. This is the white mans agenda, to deny that what is real isn’t. And so it is no surprise to see the daggers drawn from across the pond. The Brits are still astonishingly in denial of their inherent racism so they go on the defense and attack the couple and the Americans, who are also surprisingly naive and a bit more open with their racism, are on the offensive calling out the Institution for what is appears to be, a dysfunctional family.

Dysfunction is probably a nice word used to describe as you would have thought that lessons were learned from the dark history of the Charles and Dianna soap opera , but when an Institution as old as Methuselah is called upon to right a wrong, the wrong it seems, is right and the Institution brushes it under the carpet and sit on the chair that covers the dirt. To them, the Institution of Royalty is important. Nothing else matters. Harry and Meghan attested to that. Heritage over family, time marches on. That is why Harry’s statement saying that he as well as his father and brother are “trapped”‘ rings loud as the chimes of Big Ben. Charles and William cannot remove themselves from the Institution and that may be one of the reasons why Charles played Dianna so coldly in their drama. William from all indications has bought into his role in maintaining the tradition. Harry chose not to and he did the unthinkable- he left.

The Brits have declared war. Harry is a pariah and so is his black, uppity, wife who will have a colored son , a stain that is untenable in the Institution. #TheFirm is trying very hard to erase and manage history by white washing what they can control ; the supremacy of the Firm, the White Supremacy. “Not another dark member of this family” they say. “Off with Harry’s head:” they shouted and what did they do, they cut off his finances to make him pay for his misdeeds. Try as they will to erase history, history is not a burden on the memory, rather it is an illumination of the soul. The world now knows of Queen Charlotte, wife of the English King George III (1738-1820), a negroid, mixed woman whose features were strikingly and refreshingly different from the customary features of the royal household and their immoral act of inbreeding that was a custom at the time to keep the peerage ‘pure’. It is to be noted here that the Brits only use the negroid bloodline in the present Queen’s heritage, when it suits them, to defend her position as head of the Commonwealth. After all the Queen has black blood in her DNA hence she is the legitimate Head of State for the colonies. The hypocrisy of the Brits never fail to amaze.

The battle of 1812 had a different view from Britain’s point of view to that of the US. For the latter it was their Independence, for the former it was betrayal. This is pretty much the same division in 2021 between Harry and Meghan on this side of the pond versus the Royal Family. For the former it’s their independence, for the latter its the ultimate betrayal. History is repeating itself. Harry attested to that. Both sides seem to be resolute in their conviction and thankfully will not start another war across the pond. But one thing is sure, the War may not be between countries rather it will be in the family. Battle lines are drawn. Harry, his brother and father are ‘separated’. Meghan and her father is at best, broken.

The War of 1812 was a wash between America and Britain. Both sides got their wins and losses and they ended up becoming eternal friends. I hope the same for Harry, his wife and #TheFirm. Hope however is not a conviction that something will turn out well but rather the certainly that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out. As Michelle Obama once said..” You may not always have a comfortable life and you will not always be able to solve all of the world’s problems at once but don’t ever underestimate the importance you can have because history has shown us that courage can be contagious and hope can take on a life of its own.”

And so all human wisdom is summed up in two words, wait and hope.

© March 2021. All Rights Reserved.


Gordon Butch Stewart Tourism ICON of the Millennium

How can I not say something.

The news hit me like a brick as much as anyone else.

How can I not say something about a Man who gave a young man, with no experience, the opportunity of a lifetime to lead his entertainment and then exposed & taught me everything I know in Tourism for over 30 years?

 How can I not say something about a Man who proved & taught me that it doesn’t take a PhD to run a business, you just need to be consistently committed to your goals & dreams.

I started missing him when I left Sandals in 2012. You see I was one of Butch’s people, one of his originals, one that bought into his dream & influenced hundreds of guests to wave at a flying plane overhead and kiss the one next to you because they are leaving Jamaica but you are still at Sandals.  Yes Butch turned a noisy, sprawling hotel at the foot of a runway into a world-class tourism hegemony and he, Jamaica and the Caribbean made their footprint as wide as Butch’s dreams.

Good is not enough to describe him.

Was he perfect? Nope. Who is?

But his heart was always in the right place. His heart was always seen in his smile and his ability to see YOU and listen to YOU, even when he was greeting many around him, you always got the feeling he was looking and speaking to YOU personally. And on days when you feel like throwing the towel and calling it quits at the unrelenting Sandals pace, that Butch smile was always the anchor to keep you going.

He helped thousands.

He helped me.

He may even have disappointed many but above it all he was real; what you see was what you get.

His legacy will go on for a long, long time.

We lost an icon, a trail blazer , an innovator, a competitor, an achiever but more importantly a kind , honorable & friendly man.

I can only say a million thanks to him for giving me unprecedented trust, guidance and most importantly that Butch smile and greeting…..”What’s Up Baby?….”

What a Man, what a Man, what a Man, what a mighty good Man.

RIP Butch. Love Forever.🙏

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Every day you wake up and most times you have no idea what the day will bring; what opportunities, what challenges, what people will you meet? Today was one of those days when you wake up and then suddenly you meet someone who falls right in line with your peace.

Meet Vitus, a young poet from Accra Ghana , who I just met through social media. I will not go into how I met him but after speaking for a little I thought I had to share his work . In the above video #Vitusspeakz addresses the incessant complains of Africans about the impact slavery had on them in this two minute spoken word masterpiece.

I urge you to go follow him. If you are looking for reminders , positive reminders, then he is your man. Here’s to promoting another black brother, dedicated to making life, your life, a place of beauty.

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If you haven’t seen this documentary on @LennoxHowell , the First Rasta in Jamaica then you are short changing yourself of some critical history. Its a fascinating Story that sadly not a lot of Jamaicans know as our history is whitewashed.

In many respects Jamaica🇯🇲 is , despite it’s so called symbolic Independence, a nation on a constant struggle to determine how can an island, stocked with different peoples from all over the World come together as a nation and find commonality in creating a successful and thriving economic life that is significantly different to what they were forcibly asked to do.

EMANCIPATION only meant the legal right of people who were SLAVES to refuse to work with the Gun placed by their head. It didn’t mean suddenly the same people were now economically on par with their former bosses _ The history of Leonard Howell, the First Rastafarian is one that opens the doors to our dramatic and sordid history of how a people, scattered and hammered in humanity is still figuring a #System that still hovers over their heads like a dark cloud. _

We have a far way to go. A leader will have to emerge and free us from the mental slavery that has never been emancipated, to allow US to see our future as ONE people with ONE mission.

(c) All Rights Reserved: September 2020


September 1, 1957.
Jamaica was still a prized colony in the assets of the British Empire. The island had profited well for the Brits. Sugar was king and the sales of the product made a lot of people millionaires at the time. The status quo was healthy for the rich and whites. It was necessary to maintain.
One of the social facilities in place at the time was the very popular railway system. It was the only mass transit system thst moved both black and white people across the island, the coaches however still maintained the status quo with white cats to the front and the black ones to the rear.
It was a Sunday and it was the big religious day. The Roman Catholic church had its role to play in the indoctrination of black people and they were successful at it. The train was over subscribed that day as there was a retreat organized by the church in Montego Bay. Black people donned their Sunday best and took the trip of a lifetime, all across to the other side of the island. As fate would have it, some of them would not return home.
On the way back to Kingston the train crashed leaving over 200 dead and hundreds injured. It was technically Jamaica’s first 9/11 except it was 9/57. Grief, shock and despair loomed over the island for days. Mass graves were made for the dead, and it took months for the investigation to be completed. In the end the investigation revealed tampered brakes to be one of the reasons as well as a bad managed train system.




“Politicians can’t manage. All they do is talk.” – Donald Trump

I am no fan of #The Donald. He doesn’t come close to being a leader in my view but at times in his many diatribes and profuse word salads, he spits out some gems. The quote above is one of those rare gems he said that I actually agree with. Politicians can’t manage. They CAN however, talk, talk, talk.

I have been listening to the #ElectoralDebates, my first as a returning resident, and between nodding off from total boredom to switching the channel to ESPN, I was once again disappointed in the performance of my country in this critical demonstration of our democracy. The idea to have a ‘Debate’ is clearly not a novel idea. It obviously came from the direct copy of the US political agenda. But here’s my problem with our political event; it is nothing but the creation of a political ring for the fighters to enter and give jabs and punches , hoping for a knockout.

My question is WHY? Why does it have to be a debate? Why does it have to have the format of a debate where sides are controlled by minutes to present themselves.? In everything truth surpasses the imitation and copy, and it seems the learned gentlemen and gentlewomen have copied what they saw and with no desire to be different or ingenious, presented a formal ‘debate” with both sides arguing on the moot topic- Jamaica Elections. The moderator was as predicted, the horrible school teacher. “Your time is up Mss This” or ” You now have 45 seconds to respond Mr That.”

Why? Why is it when we copy we don’t copy to improve, rather we copy to imitate and without even knowing, we copy the mistakes. This is a National discussion between the two parties that have presented their candidates for leadership of this tough country. There are many issues that need serious discussion. Here’s an idea, devote 5 minutes to each topic and fire up the discussion between the speakers. The questions presented were juvenile and seems to have a “gotcha’ theme. A minute and a half to drive your party’s achievement and a 45 seconds to rebut. What is that? This is not a contest? This is the elections, a far more serious discussion that the people need to hear and have to make a wise decision. Trying to pack in so many questions getting so little or empty answers have left some members of the public, like myself, demotivated to go and risk their health to stand in line and place an X.


Here’s a plan. Devote 5 minutes to each topic of which there are plenty important ones to choose. After each 15 minute segment give your sponsors the opportunity to show how civic minded they are. Frankly I really do not see why anyone would want to make money from a political discussion on the future of the country, but I understand. There was very little or no discussion on the key engines to our economy – Agriculture, Tourism, the Police, Private Sector, Public Sector, The Environment, Foreign Investment, the big bad boy in the room Crime, Education and now Covid. There are so many topics that were not discuss All we got were cute sound bites from both parties, hoping that their leadership would rub them down on the sidelines and cheer them on, keep going! In this proposed format you would still have time for the random, moderated questions from the public making the entire event one of substance, giving the public a clear view of what both parties would do to take the country forward into the 21st century.

C’mon man. Wake Up Jamaica. Ditch the school debate format. Have a decent time for fertile discussion. Tell each side to desist from name calling , it doesn’t advance their argument. The aim is what’s in it for the People, not the Parties.

Let me tell you a little story. 58 years ago, two cousins saw an opportunity to make their family names immortal in the history of the country. They both came from the fair skinned class at the time so their claims would be legitimate, as opposed to another claim from another Jamaican whose skin color was much darker and was not considered trustworthy. The cousins made their case, one took the side of the thousands of freed black people, the other took to the side of the intellectual and elite. They battled for the trust of the people they were courting.

They adopted colors, Green for one , Orange for the other to further differentiate their differences. Lines were drawn and the country became a two colored lizard hunting to devour what their leaders were offering. Over time the parties suddenly changed focus and who was for the elite took on the pains of the poor while the other side championed the side of the elite. The parties have remained at ideological odds since and we the people have not recovered for this political chicken they both lay at our table.

Have you noticed? After each debate the public saw no demonstration of unity with the common purpose of leading this country. No handshake between the ‘debaters’ , as far as I saw on TV, and this simple but important gesture was missing from the copy cat version of the US political system. More of the same. If our leaders cannot even shale hands in public how can we expect to solve our collective problems as Jamaicans?

The United States have a decision to make between a man called Biden who projects himself as the stable, moderate Daddy or from Trump seen by most as a buffoon, tyrant or tribune. Jamaicans also have a decision to make. Do we hire the PNP, the socialist saint of the poor or do we extend the contract for the JLP, the intellectual capitalist? Thats our choice. We are asked to put our chips on the square we prefer but history has some interesting facts to keep in mind. In both elections voter turn out has been abysmal and low turnout favors the GOP in the US and the JLP in Jamaica. Both countries are conducting an elections in the new Covid dimension. Both countries are seeing spikes in the infection rates. Both countries are asking is this the best we have to choose? The long and short answer to this question is Yes, for now.

When we copy we copy the mistakes.

There is the good and the bad, the great and the low, the just and the unjust. I swear to you that all that will never change. And when we vote, the little that will vote, will decide who runs this country for another 5 years for the good and the bad, the great and the low, the just and the unjust. I swear to you, all that will never change.

© August 28, 2020. All Rights Reserved.


The World has this habit of dedicating a single day of the year and paint some theme over it to make it significant. The idea is purely economic .
But beyond the consumerism is the fact that #Fatherhood is as rare as finding peace in the World. So to all the Dad’s and Fathers , the true brothers that don’t just donate sperm… Here are the 10 PILLARS to fatherhood .
1. This day is just a reminder for you to uphold your responsibility
2. A reminder your life changed when your little one was born into this world
3. A reminder that there is no family without a Father
4. Yes there are days you will be dragged, but remember your little ones are looking at how you recover and respond
5. Don’t EVER think your little one is too young to know what is happening. Babies are silent for a reason. Watch their eyes.
6. Humility is the greatest lesson you can teach your little one
7. Your responsibility never ends, its just becomes a reference as you and your child goes older
8. It takes 2 to make a child. It takes a village to raise a child . You are the chief of that village
9. Material wealth is nothing compared to LOVE. When you love your family , you feed them naturally
10. If you think YOU growing up was difficult, wait until you have YOUR child.

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Produced By Ainsley “Notnice” Morris Featuring: Romain Virgo, Jah Cure, Tarrus Riley, Tessanne Chin, Richie Stephens, Nordia Mothersille, Julian Marley, Sanchez, Jah Vinci, Etana, Jesse Royal, Richie Spice, Maxi Priest, Wayne Marshall, Khalia

So this morning I woke up and was blessed with this song on my Whats App. I listened and the lyrics were uplifting, inspirational, powerful and a reminder that WE are stronger and braver than what we have been told for decades .

The song features a treasure cove of JAMAICAN artistes…Romain Virgo, Jah Cure, Tarrus Riley, Tessanne Chin, Richie Stephens, Nordia Mothersille, Julian Marley, Sanchez, Jah Vinci, Etana, Jesse Royal, Richie Spice, Maxi Priest, Wayne Marshall, Khalia and produced by @notnicerecords – go check their Instagram page.

The producer said on his page he made the song to inspire and uplift in these tragic and remarkable times. Well I think he accomplished that. I was having a discussion with a friend recently and out of the discussion was the role of artiste in times of crisis. Well this is what tall artiste are called to do Through their work and talent of poetic clarity , artiste are here not to just entertain us but to:

1. Inspire

2. Motivate

3. Push us further

4. Ignite the flames within us

5. Remind us of the importance of the world and unity and finally

6. Give us HOPE in the face of darkness

Salute go every Jack Man and Woman that gave immeasurable time to accomplishing this effort. A true artist is always out of his time. They are never made to shut up. On the contrary. They have to be true to who they are…. and then write that way. 💪💪

Go stream and purchase the song on all platforms. Proceeds go to #RiseFoundation to purchase mask, PPE and life supplies for people in the Inner Cities.👍 It is music like this, in times like these, that give us hope and continued love for our blessed, beautiful and often conflicted country.

© Kwesi. All Rights Reserved. May 2020.




Yesterday I had reason to leave my home and venture into the #QuantumZone. That’s the new name I give to anywhere outside my home. Getting dressed for the Zone is different these days, it used to be a choice between shoes or slippers, now its which #FaceMask do I wear. As I was driving watching the cars sped by fewer cars were evident. Yes, this is always good but today was a Friday and nothing ever is good on a Friday.

I arrived at my destination, the supermarket, and stopped for a minute to take in what has become a #NewNormal; people everywhere in face masks, including the soldiers, armed and ready for an impromptu disturbance. People , as different as they are, so too were their mask; some medical, some designer made, some sterile and others, well lets just say they tied a cloth around their nose, mouth exposed nonetheless. Protection? what protection?

Everywhere life had changed. I felt I was living in the movie “Contagion”. Everyone, including myself, looked liked aliens. You know people are talking as you hear vocal sounds but their voices were muffled. Bumping elbows became the greeting mode. Its unusual you go to the supermarket and not acknowledged by someone but the mask had its benefits as you could hide in plain sight, walking past your friend or creditor conspicuously hidden. It was about 2pm on the clock , curfew begins at 6pm and I couldn’t help thinking that everyone there was probably wondering my thoughts, why didn’t I come earlier to avoid the lines?

Look at what we were reduced to! Humans wearing mask, forced to be silent, told to stand 6 feet apart, accepting squirts of whatever it is they say it is on your hands, get in your car, hit the gas and go home. Its like living on a Hollywood movie set, this time its real. I know nothing except to know I am ignorant proclaimed Socrates and today I can quote those words. What do we know except to know nothing. The more information is circulated, the more we know very little. What we can do is THINK as we go and as we understand a question thrown in the melee of this #CovidCrisis, that is half the answer.

Kwesi © April 25, 2020. All Rights Reserved.