While Carnival Is Our Therapy,We Wining, We Jamming.Come Ash Wednesday 2026, the Sobering Truth. Trinidad Left Out. Energy Maps Redrawn. Washington and Caracas Reroute Venezuelan Oil. “De place could bun down, we jammin still.” That line has always carried more than music. It’s a philosophy. Fire in the background, rhythm
After watching the U.S. presidential speech at the World Economic Forum, it can’t be unseen. Any literate person—honestly, even the scholastically unchallenged—would arrive at the same conclusion: the speechwriter should be fired. It was incoherent. Undisciplined. Devoid of craft. Deplorable.Enough said. And yet, the glut persists. Because the speech was
Editor’s note: This essay was originally written in 2023 and revisited here without revision. Its reflections on Carnival, memory, and cultural context continue to resonate across shifting conversations about history and identity. The Electric Energy of Trini Bacchanal: Carnival, Culture, and the Subjective Nature of Black History Trinidad & Tobago’s Carnival
It doesn’t arrive as research. It isn’t summoned by headlines or long hours of reading. It comes in fragments. A name.A gesture.A pause that lingers longer than it should. A thought sits there — reluctant, almost — waiting to be voiced. Not urgent, not loud. Just present. I don’t chase
Grace Notes premise: I do not write for exhaustive reach or endless exchange. This is an insular offering made with intention with the hope that among those it reaches, a few will be encouraged to question, discern, and carry a signal of responsibility forward. If I may be so bold as
What’s going on with Blogger and Google Chrome? Someone needs to explain. The moment the doubt arrived When a platform that has held years of writing flashes a warning—“not supported,” “editor unavailable,” “try again later”— the fear isn’t just technical. It’s personal. It’s memory. Evidence of disruption: a warning that
In sympathy. Venezuela Has Already Been Negotiated A public power snub, staged like a reality series scripted, transactional, and unmistakably final. Dear Madam Machado, This is not a lecture.It’s a sketch because what just unfolded feels less like diplomacy and more like a cartoon, except the ink doesn’t wash off
There was a time when the world looked to America for steadiness not perfection, but proportion. Now the cameras roll, the gestures are unmistakable, and the consequences flow only in one direction. What once would have ended a career is now absorbed, memed, defended, and forgotten. This post is not
A headline can be a matchstick. This is about who holds the flame and who refuses to be burned by it. Headlines can be incendiary by design. HOLA! USA certainly knew what it was doing with this one: “Rihanna recruits Elon Musk’s trans daughter, Vivian Wilson, for her Valentine’s Day campaign.” Enough
Who Is Running the Country? Asking for the USA, for Latin America, and Yes—Trinidad and Tobago A Grace Notes Witness from the Plebian Periphery I write not as a constitutional scholar or a geopolitical tactician,but as an ordinary onlooker—one of the many categorized as less adjudicated,less powerful, less billionaire, less
Written By Grace C. Walker