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Buxton-Friendship Express Magazine – January 2015

Buxton-Friendship Express Magazine – January 2015

Happy New Year to each of you and your family!

We are pleased to share with you our first newsletter for 2015 (January). You may download a copy from the attachment file, or click on the following link to read:



Warm Regards,

Lorna Campbell

Editor,  Buxton-Friendship Express





GCA magazine - Jan 2015

Guyana Cultural Association of New York Magazine January-2015

IN THIS ISSUE    PAGE 3-5: A Life of balance   PAGE 6-10: Tribute to Faith Harding     PAGE 11: IDs for non-immigrant      PAGE -12: Musical Life in Guyana      PAGE 13: Caribbean Scriptwriting        PAGE 14-16: Artist George Simon     PAGE 17: New Year Resolution     PAGE 18-19: Assemblywoman Roxanne Persaud    PAGE 20-21: John Phillips      PAGE 22-23: Elusive Guyana Sound :      PAGE 24-25: Promoting Guyana Folk Songs     PAGE 26-27:       Dis Time Nah Lang Time!      PAGE -28-29: I come from the gutter Juliet Emanuel. Continue reading

“DIS TIME NAH LANG TIME!” – By Lear Matthews


By Lear Matthews

Dis time nah lang time! Remember Bertie Vann, Fogarty Bun Down, Kayto, Cow Manure, Tuts and Marjorie Monkey (from New Amsterdam), Peas Head, Law an’ Order, Mary bruk iron, Memory man Gonzalves and Side-Ways? They were called mad people or street characters – “Dey head ain’ good!” some would say.

Although generally tolerated and accommodated, they were teased and ridiculed almost every day.  When they tried to defend themselves, taunting youths unsympathetic to their untenable condition and incapacity, desperately took flight to safety. Chinka-Lay-Lay and Walker de British were known to arm themselves with bricks as a defensive strategy.

Their experience was likely attributed to social pressures, lack of resources and unattended mental disability – One psychiatrist fo de whole society! It was said that some of them “went off” after “studying abroad”.  Perhaps their challenges were a reflection of how fragile we could be. Indeed mental illness is prevalent in many a society.  Hopefully the GT “street characters” and others so afflicted are treated with more respect and empathy.

Dis time Nah lang time! According to the experts, the Guyanese context proves to be one of the most challenging for mental health in this hemisphere. Suicide, disaffected youth, domestic violence, child victimization and the woes of the homeless, appear to be a measure of mental health.  We hear about the alarming statistics, which appear to unabatedly persist, potentially becoming a public health crisis.  Possible solutions to this malady escalation require community-based care, informed national policy and qualified professional intervention.

Dis time nah lang time.  Remember the days of Pan Am flying in and out de homeland with no confusion? Now dey gat nuff different airlines, with all kinds of delays, causing tension and aggravation.  No reprieve when you complain, increasing the emotional pain.  Lang time when you go back home you could always stay at your family, with no hesitation.  Now-a-days hometown visitors increasingly stay at hotels, because of spiraling emigration and family dispersion.  Despite such transformation, a growing Diaspora, sometimes wary, persists in efforts to sustain cultural connection.

Dis time nah lang time – Remember when a shilling (24 cents) loaf was a big plait bread, a penny mauby with tennis-roll-an-cheese was a meal, and Bastiani bury de dead? Short Hand and Typing was de in ting, steel band was king and Johnny Braff coulda’ really sing.  De Bhoom was introduced by Tom Charles and the Syncopaters, Masquerade was prapuh flouncing and Yoruba Singers one of the best cultural entertainers.  Dis time nah lang time, when gay was happy; before Watchman turn Security.  “Operation” didn’t mean surgery; radio and gramophone, but no telephone in de home; no television showing all dem Reality nonsense; “Aunt Mary, a good neighbour” made more sense.  Sneaker was yatin’ and $2 dollar could’a get yuh two bunch a plaintain.  Remember when a freck for a small boy was a “jil”? Now is more like a hundred dollar bill.

Dis time nah lang time. We used to ride Raleigh and Hercules bicycle or travel by train on de East and West Coast train line.  Now some ah we ridin’ de subway to stops like Paddington (Lon.), Ossington (Tor.), East Broadway and Far Rockaway – nowhere near Tigah Bay.

Remember the Georgetown yellow bus with routes around our garden city?  Imagine a passenger asking: “Is this a Kitty-Campbellsville or Church-Durbun?” and another politely responding: “The latter Madum”.  Courtesy, comradery and respect reigned.  Dis time when yuh hear somebody sey: “Mistuh please fo a pass” on the Flatbush bus or B 103 to Canarse, yuh smile because yuh know is one ah we.

Dis time nah lang time! Where have all the writers gone? Martin, E.R, Wordsworth, Carew and Mittleholtzer – among those so inspirational.  Put out a clarion call to invoke their names for a literary revival!

Dis time nah lang time! Bicycle and dray cyart use to share Georgetown road space and the City Council made sanitation a priority.  Now cyar and Mini-bus congesting de place and people crying out for public health sanity to return to the Municipality.  As soon as rain set up, Georgetown flooding, while de politicians proroguing and demonstrating. Dis time the focus should be on compromising, BRIDGIN’ and developing.

Lang time we coulda’ mark time.  Dis time we don’t have much time!

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