Jamaican Till I Die!

2021, annual cannabis sales reached $26.5 billion. The  Combined U.S. medical and recreational cannabis sales could reach $33 billion by the end of 2022!  The war on drugs has many components and the war on weed is just one such component. Jamaica has been the American front line in the war on weed for many decades. Various leaders over the many years have mentioned the words legal and weed in the same sentence but the American administration over the years made it clear that any such attempts will be met with Cuban style embargoes and sanctions, as we were told we will never be allowed to capitalize on our weed resources. Fast forward several decades where one American state after other have legalized weed, yes the very same weed that we were not allowed to develop. With 18 Legal Medical Marijuana States including DC and a further 11 States with Pending Legislation to Legalize Medical Marijuana the Potential US Marijuana Market is Estimated to be between $46 Billion to $120 Bil

When America has a problem with Jamaica they are not afraid to summon various members of our Government before their Committees for a good old fashion Bollocking… If Jamaica have any problems with America we will never hear about it because our Governments will never say and the people will get upset fearing it may affect their chances of getting the visa, so we can never publicly have a problem with America or be seen to criticize America in any way because we fear retaliation. Government ministers have been summoned to Washington (our colonial masters up north) to explain to the American congress why they have not eliminated Lotto scamming… Like a school boy being summoned to the Principle's Office Members of the committee did not hold their tongues, there was no politeness on their part as they raked Jamaica over the hot coal... Jamaica was described as a hotbed of fraudsters, it was a full scale slaughter. I am not defending these lotto scammers, they should all be taken o

From birth we are all faced with choices, lots of choices and part of being alive is knowing when to make the right choice and what constitutes the right choice. Do I go to a party tonight or stay home and study? Do I work late or meet friends for drinks? Do I buy a new car or pay down my mortgage? Do I get with person A or stay with person B even though person A is a good looking but a certified lunatic. As Kenny Rogers said… You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away and know when to run… life is all about decisions, hard work, discipline, motivation, and implementation. Growing up I was faced with lots of choices, and I made some good choices, and I made some bad choices. Even though most of my bad choices brought fun and enjoyment to my life they were bad choices none the less and some brought nothing but pain and misery. While in school we have all been faced with the choice of staying home, burning the midnight oil, and studying

As a child growing up, I spent most of my holidays from school running around Port Antonio, regardless of how long each holiday was. My Dear Aunt would pick us up from school on the last day or if we were lucky on the second to last day of school and off we go, Portie or bust, come rain or shine, hell or high water nothing could stop us. I used to suffer from the worst car sickness, it was just horrible and the winding country roads made the journey even worst. I tried many different tactics to ease my suffering, from turning my head before the car starts going around the corner, to looking up, down or close my eyes but nothing worked, eventually I grew out of it. I remember on one trip the car had that green peppers smell because we had pizza and being nauseous at the time meant that whenever I smell Green peppers I got nauseous for the next couple months. Even when I was not in a car but no matter what, nothing could stop me from heading to my Portie. One of the good things abo