01.01.70

CHRISTMAS in Barbados visiting kindred and friends was a respite from election fever. Shops bulging; they export and so denotation what they want; "good morning", cars stop for pedestrians — decency is packed.

The new "recession mall" is open — Cardin, Vuitton, Cartier — nuts about! Sandy Lane aglow and no beach is private; Simon Cowell, celebrities about with no hassle; was that Brad Pitt? Barbados is all-covering. We had half a tureen of gungo peas soup with pig's tail liberal over, drove around and found one indigent in Bridgetown to give some; one degeh-degeh man in Pinfold High road park near "Brata" shop that sells fresh-baked Tastee patties.

Gloomily, this ill-timed election made us talk politics; who is Andrew? Is Portia satisfactorily? Will PNP skip a generation and Lisa Hanna be the next leader? Mount Gay rum talk! Their gay MPs and dinner party leader are passé and God prospers them. God, we are so holy, why are we so poor? B$2 is still US$1, grocery items bring in 79c to $1.50; $35 for food and $18 for utilities are normal. I can live with that. Abundant and poor people shop together. It is more blessed to be poor in Barbados. We have m to do. More anon. See you on the 29th.

Source: Jamaica Observer

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