Random Letter...

Hello blank page, what's up with you? 

It's been a while since we talk and I must confess it's my fault. it's not so much that I have been busy, it's more like I just fed up. Things still normal, but if I was to be honest my calm and serene life has been overtaken by so many things happening all at the same time clamoring for my attention that I am literally busier than a one legged man in an ass kicking contest and, to be more honest, is stress.

I prefer the quiet days, you know me; if Monday fall on Wednesday nobody vex. If rain falling we sleeping late and if there is a House marathon on TV well the world could go on without me.

Things change, but it's for a good, so i going to hold back the complaining for a five.

You remember years ago, when we spoke about that little boy Akiel Chambers and the wickedness and nastiness that was done to him, how they abuse him and kill him, and how I promised that one day I would be in a better position to do something about it?

Well hear what, that day has arrived. Me and some friends, we started planning a march for him, to call for resolution to the case, to say that there could be no peace for the child without justice and others agreed. Many others. Plenty. Good people too. And then my friend Kim end up in a conversation with one of her friends who was planning a march to end child sexual abuse for the very same day and next thing you know we joining forces with them and others, some nice people, and the thing taking off. It is happening on November 20th this year, and if we get twenty thousand people to march, I will get twenty thousand people to say Akiel's name, to call for justice.

It's the most I could do right now, so I'm doing it. But I promise you, I will never let this rest, you know me, and if I get in a better position to do more I will do more.

Next thing, the politics deflate the whole country's mood and I don't know what really going and happen next. The place like piano wire, tight and ready to pop. All this no change is exchange talk was apparently no joke, and I never see people turn on something so fast like they turn on this new Government. I don't know what to say, because is like they buss. And, to make the matter worse, the Opposition like it buss too, so is everybody to ketch now.

People either going to realize that politics means all ah we, and that they have to be involved beyond the lackaray of campaigning or the thing going to collapse and everything going and fall down.

I don't know what to say. I tired talk. Everybody stand up watching the thing on fire waiting for somebody else to out it.

What you going to do? We have to wait and see.

I talk about how the media could figure out who own a two hundred year old house in the bush but nobody want to try and find out who was the mystery developer behind the house that slide down the mountain.

Well who tell me say that. Pressure. And they still talking about how I out of place for talking about them. Ways, media people clannish boy, I not going back there nah. 

This place hot now, everybody have a game running and everybody on a deadline of some sort. Me? I trying to keep out of all of them way.

What else to say?

If you find I staying quiet is not that I vex or anything, is just I looking at the options, checking to see what making the most sense.

The only thing still keeping me here is roti boy, and if i learn to make buss up shut ah gone.

Anyway, I out for now.

Hold it down.

Your boy,

Phillip