Sports psychologist and medical doctor Rudi Webster, who has written often on West Indies cricket, gave a very detailed speech on that subject at a recent sport seminar in Barbados where he outlined some qualities missing from our recent teams.
From the time I launched Tradewinds in Trinidad in 1967, I have been to Guyana almost every year, sometimes twice a year.
In the building of reputations, be it in tourism attractions, or in a doctor’s practice, even for the best laundry soap, nothing is as immediately effective as the power of word-of-mouth.
Frankly speaking, as my columnist friend Alan Fenty would say, I have mixed feelings about the English.
I’m not big on “long time” – I remember it as a lot of hard time – but there are instances where I suddenly regret some aspect of life from that era that’s no longer around.
When I was growing up in Guyana in West Dem, we had no electricity in our house, no telephone, and, in the early days, not even a radio.
From in front, be clear: I love a lot of things about America.
Two things you should know about me: one is that I’m Guyanese from head to toe.
Given the aggravations of daily life in Guyana, citizens are in need of some occasional light-heartedness to restore the human spirit, and this week, with the politics at full boil, one came for me via an email to his friends from Alex Neptune, who lives in New York with long roots reaching back here.
Historically, trends in popular music are gradual processes moving in small increments, so that, for example, the demise of big-band music of the 1940s, the era of Glen Miller, Woody Herman, Count Basie, etc, was a slow decline, gradually giving way to the small groups and combos that would dominate the music scene 20 years later as rock-and-roll was born.
There can no longer be any serious debate about it: wherever we aim our gaze, the evidence is clearly before us now that Guyana must find a way to get off this fractured political path that has bedevilled us since independence.
Guyana is awash, virtually daily, with an array of ‘bad news’ stories.
Life in Guyana can be a series of puzzlements or strange behaviours that often remain unexplained, or not attended to, sometimes for years after they emerge.
You can identify change in the world by reading lengthy polemics, or by examining complex data, or by attending scientific forums.
Stabroek News this week carried a photograph by Arian Browne of a solitary minibus driving on the Seawall Road in broad daylight.
With much of Guyana undeveloped, and not even fully explored, the conditions of daily living in some of the country, particularly the interior, have produced some very tough individuals, with both the physical and mental strength to overcome adversity.
New Year resolutions and advice are upon us, and following the barometer of “goat ain’t bite me,” I offer a hand for coping with life in any year.
As the New Year dawns with West Indies cricket fortunes continuing the same old gloomy, we are seeing yet another series of calls for major surgery on the organization in charge of our cricket.
As the year winds down to find us surrounded by daily news of mankind apparently going downhill, both at home and abroad, one can easily begin to harbour feelings of despair.
Whales are not at home in shallow water. Their territory is the deep, 200 feet or more.
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