I am tired of trying to give ideas, to give advice, to point out  errors, to ask for betterment. I will stop writing to my beloved readers. Because nothing is done about my ideas.  I do not ask God for help, I do not pray to some invisible power, I ask the men in charge to do their job. Read here the incomplete list of  things that are not done.......

No white lines on the roads, no pavements for pedestrians, no cleanliness in the ghettos of Middle Region, Dutch Quarter and Cay Bay. No garbage bins in the ghettos, no better behavior by young police men. Nothing done about the abandoned hotel at Upper Princess Quarter. Or at the salt crushing ruins at Arch road. Still no solution on Mullet Bay Resort. No local industries, no schools for young artists, jewelry repairing or making, no souvenir manufacturing, no schools for teaching  tourist guiding, no high level service teaching. No road over the St. Peter hill straight to Marigot. No garbage recycling bins like on the French side. No stop on free plastic shopping bags that pollute the environment seriously. No refunds on bottles. Do the people in power never travel to civilized countries? And if they do, are they blind to see how things are done there? Are we governed by blind and deaf mental cripples? And most annoying, still no education towards inner development, instead churches full of ignorance and lies. Church leaders, priests and others, are under investigation everywhere in the world for child sex abuse. They should also be under investigation for keeping the people ignorant about the truth of God. Real teaching of how to reach enlightenment, spiritual liberation, would lead the real world to become a better place. Then, the plea some weeks ago in the newspaper by the craft producers did not get answered by the governing powers, who seem not to be interested at all. The whole island economy and spirituality is in a pitiful  mess. What I can see and understand is that the people who should take care are not competent. Resulting in the economic stranglehold that the tourist industry has over this island.  The political ignorance  and ill will of not wanting to be full member and part of Holland, without different laws, just like a county, a province, a part like every other town and place, has brought about the poverty and dirty roads and lack of social  assistance that we enjoy now. How blind can people be not to see the prosperity and civility of the French side that is a normal part of France, and the ugliness of our roads and dirty shambles in our shanty town ghettos that are locally ruled. Time for a change, but as the good artist Michael Jackson sings: “they don’t really care about us.” Us being all people that are not in the Antillean Governments pay. Imagine the tourist say:  “How pretty , the dirt road leading to the old wooden shacks, how outlandish, no sewage under ground, it runs over the roads, what an attraction, see the poverty and the empty bottles, how different from home.”

 Dear readers, it makes no sense to write about the things that everyone can see. It makes no sense to write for the blind.  Those that are in power and do nothing about the ugly  reality in the ghettos and everywhere else, once they leave this life of opulence, squandering and neglect, I hope they will see their errors. Only then it will be too late.  Have a nice day.