KINGSTON, Jamaica – There comes a time when the only thing to do is make clear, definitive, unambiguous statements about things of importance. Here goes. I am a Jamaican, I am NOT a Caribbean man. I want no part of the totally useless creation we label CARICOM. The peoples who populate those islands 1,000 miles away from my home are not brothers and sisters. There has been some cross-breeding, but it’s statistically insignificant to warrant the familial term ‘brothers’.
I do not ascribe to the notion that because we are primarily and predominantly of the same racial composition, that makes us brothers. The same could be said of the people of Papua New Guinea. They were also former colonies of the same empire, but I do not hear this claim for integration with those good people.
I have visited countries in this Eastern Caribbean. On arrival, one is not imbued, as a Jamaican, with the feeling of belonging. One is met with the quizzical, “What do you want now?”
