To vote or note to vote?

Of course not!

I blame my reluctance to vote on a deep rooted fear that stemmed from the more violent days of Jamaica's more violent election campaigns. Some things you never forget or live down, added to that i have no real incentive to get over myself. I see some subtle differences in the parties but ultimately they are (in my eyes) all the same.
Inspite of this i asked myself if i were to vote who would i vote for, and to be honest i dont have a clue. I have always believed that the prime minister should be elected seperate and apart from my representative. I should be able to choose the person who is best for my constituency and the person best for my country without worrying about a conflict in interest. sigh... but who am i to say anything? I have no intention of ever voting.

On top this, i realize i do not know enough. Truth is,  if I were to vote, it would be on a vibe/feeling. I realize i really know nothing about these individuals their beliefs, history or plans. I have never even glanced on either party's manifesto much less. How can I in good conscience vote when i know not for which i vote?

Watered Down Religion

Yesterday I was having a discussion with a friend about the fact that her church frowns upon women wearing pants. Now it is my view that is well within the rights of a church to do so, but I personally think it is unwarranted.
This however led to an interesting observation. Churches found in rural or poor areas are often what we call more "traditional", while churches in more urban/upscale locals often are more "liberal".
My friend tried to make the argument that these "liberal" churches often practice a more "watered down" religion. I, of course, disagree with this sentiment. If we use change to indicate the "water to religion quotient" of a given church, then even the most traditional of churches are rather fresh tasting.
The reality is that churches/religions are comprised of people, and these people are are influenced by more than just the church. The mores of a society will always affect the values,norms and virtues of a given denomination.
In light of this, it is evident that churches will always change and adapt. In fact, I put it to you that the faith of a believer 100 years ago is the same as the faith of a believer today. In other words we should not pay attention to frills each denomination may display. Skirts, head gear and general behaviour are all things that will change over the years. The only thing that should be measured is the devotion to the primary tenants and directives of the given faith.

So another NFL season has begun and i find myself in shock as in the opening game tew Ravens totalkly and utterly Innihalated the steelers. As some of you may know, though i may like the Ravens i am originally a steelers fan... so needless to say that first game Hurt. But then it can be expected. It is rare for the steelers to reach the playoffs the year after they have reached the super bowl, i guess they have to recover, American football can be a ruff sport. In any case this post is about my favourite teams in the NFL so hear goes:

Steelers
Real "smash mouth", "in your face", "take no prosoners" team. Always know for there brutal and unforgiven defense and there willing nuss to run the ball down your through and out your ass, the Gunsling areal display that Big ben brings toi the team makes it one of the most versitile and Tuff teams the leage has ever produced.

Ravens
For years Ray Lewis and the rest of

Dynamic Views

Ok guys, I know in my last post I was raving about how blogspot's new interface was the sh*t. but I spoke too soon.

With the new addition of Dynamic Views, blogspot has made there previous update look like a mild fart.
Let me just say Dynamic Views are not only "the sh*t", they are the COLOSSAL SH*T... I mean best blog experience ever... and I say that without apology.

FINALY!

This is my first time on Blogspot's new interface. Let me Say; I LOVE IT! IT MAAWD!!!!!!!

Its clean, simple and organized, it actually makes me want to post.
Well done Google.

ADVANTAGE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its that time again… high pressure at work and at pan has me feeling rather overwhelmed at times. Can i tell you though, Machel’s road march song this year has lifted my spirits so many times… sigh.

Let me give you the break down:

♫ The Stage is in front of us, time to get advantageous!♫

This is a call to arms. To face the up coming panfest season, and new application projects with joy and anticipation. It is a reminder that I am once again being called to do what i was born to do, what i love to do. Don’t let the obstacles fool you, they are but props on the stage we were meant to take advantage of.

♫Stamp On it! Stamp On it! Stamp On it! Stamp On it!
Trample it! Trample it! Trample it! Trample it!♫

This is almost self explanatory. It is a clear and unequivocal instruction to mercilessly and ruthlessly annihilate all obstacles. It is a battle cry, a war chant. It is a rhythm, a beat, that all that stand in your way will fall to.

♫Stamp On it! Jump On it! Wave On it!
Wine it! trample on it! Run on it! ♫

This is the most important reminder… why this song will forever live in my heart.

This my, friends is the reminder to have fun, to enjoy yourself, to not be inhibited, to let loose and live!.

My Wedding

While having a discussion with a friend I started to give her the only wedding that I would be willing to participate in and while listing out the requirements I realized it would make a good post.... so here goes.

• To start, my wedding outfit will consist of my face being painted in a blue and white stripes and i will also be wearing a quilt (reference: Braveheart).
• To enter i will kick open the chapel doors screaming "THIS IS SPARTA!" (reference: 300)
• Upon reaching the altar i would greet the pastor with: "Ave, Caesar, morituri te salutant"
  (this is latin for "We who are about to die salute you". It was the greeting gladiators gave to Ceasar before that start of a bout)
• When the ring is put on my finger i will cry; "FREEDOM!"
  (reference Braveheart)
• Once the ring is one my finger, my captor... er I mean wife, will the latch the ceremonial ball and chain to my ankle and swallow the the key and the ceremoniously say:
  To retrieve this key this bond doth give thee here no jot of blood;
  The words expressly are 'till death do us part':
  Take then thy bond, take thou thy key to freedom;
  But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed
  One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods
  Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate

(reference: Merchant of venice.)

If ANY woman shall be found willing to have such a wedding I Mark Paul Errol Hylton will assiduously and seriously, diligently and deliberately consider taking this woman for my wife.

What the...!

The Lakers got swept out of the playoffs!!!!!???

I am in shock, the world as i know it is no more, and i have entered the twilight zone. Don't get me wrong, I am no Laker Lover, but I wanted my Celtics to be the one to but the dagger in their hearts denying them the much anticipated 3peat...

Sigh, alas it was the Mavericks (a team i actually dislike more than the Lakers) and that leaves a very bitter taste in my mouth. As such the NBA title is truly up for grabs for the first time in years.

The truth is, as great as my Celts are, they are old and right now the athleticism of the Heats are giving them a run for their money. And even when they are done.. the sleeper of this tournament will be waiting on them... Reditum La BULLS

I am now just waiting with bated breath to see how this tournament will end.

Osama

Osama is Dead!

And a nation rejoiced.
Where as i do believe that was the best end for this man. I am somewhat disturbed at the celebrations at the death of a human being.

My feelings on the matter is one of sorrow, for the those that suffered at his hands, and for the fact that he was such a lost individual that he would be driven to such depths... there is nothing to rejoice about here... just reasons to mourn.

In light of this I marvel at the specie i belong to. We have been given much, and for all our joys and triumphs we are never far from proving our unworthiness of it all.

When will we, as the human race, ever grow up and be collectively responsible for ourselves. When? Will it ever happen?