Judge a Book by its Cover

Is any Ponzi Schemer’s library really complete without a copy of Greed INC and License to Steal? Carlos Hill, the embattled boss of the failed Cash Plus investment scheme doesn’t seem to think so. Both books were found by liquidators after he vacated his three-storey residence in the upscale neighborhood of East Armour Heights last week. This is just one of his many properties that are to be liquidated to repay clients of his failed investment scheme. Mr. Hill quite possibly formulated his plan to swindle an entire nation while rifling through the pages of these texts. He would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for those meddling folks at the Financial Services Commission.

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Music Video Premiere: Alone

I’ve embedded a copy of Tony Rebel’s music video for his latest single “Alone”. With lyrics like “I like it alone, more than a miserable home” it’s the new soundtrack for failed relationships everywhere, something we can all relate to. The song is on Jamplified Records one-drop Movements Riddim, hats off to Rick for the brilliant production. I spent one day on the set and learned that the sun is the hottest when it’s in the middle of the sky, it takes several hours and multiple retakes to arrive at a three minute music video and finally, black people do tan. After seeing the finished product, it was all worth it in the end. It was also a pleasure meeting veteran roots reggae icon Tony Rebel.

The Alpha Male: An Endangered Species

I pride myself with being very masculine, I consider myself an Alpha Male. I’m not an extremist so I don’t have a beard like Chuck Norris, I can’t open a 3 star ratchet merely by swinging my forearm and I don’t open my beer with my teeth. I was born in 1975 and grew up during a time when blue was for boys and pink was for girls, with no exceptions. My father was the very epitome of masculinity. I can still remember the smell of his Big Wheel and Old Spice colognes, the very fragrance of manliness. He was the head of the household, emanated quiet confidence and had “swagger” long before the name was coined. He was, and still is a very cool dude. Come to think of it, all the men that played a part in my upbringing were very manly. It is for this reason that I have such a hard time adjusting to this new species of Jamaican male who insist on blurring the gender lines. What’s the deal with wearing pants so tight you have to carry your wallet and keys in your hands? When did it become fashionable for men to bleach their skin and tweeze their eyebrows? Who is importing the scarves into the country? I need answers! By comparison more and more Jamaican men are beginning to make Boy George look like a ragamuffin. I have no problem with grooming but please don’t go overboard. If you take away the mane how will you differentiate between the king of the jungle and one of his lionesses?

Yesterday was January

"Time flies", so cliché yet so very true these days. Can you believe that we’re almost half way through 2009? Last time I checked 60 minutes was still an hour and 24 hours was still equivalent to one earth day, yet here we are in June the sixth calendar month. I had so many plans for the “new year” but June still finds me doing battle with my proverbial arch nemesis, procrastination. Time is what we want most, but…what we use worst. Jaded by past misadventures in entrepreneurship I’m like the hunter that is more interested in the thrill of the hunt than actually firing a single shot. While it appears that I’ve lost the battle, I can only hope to win the war against procrastination. A coworker once told me that ideas are like parasites "they move from host to host", so once again I’ve recommitted myself and am determined to implement any one of my viable business ideas. Nothing is a waste of time if you use the experience wisely. Experience teaches me that time waits for no man and that...tomorrow is December.