Teach a man to fish

I went down to the conference center this morning to elect a trustee for my company's pension plan. I figured that they would be operating off of Jamaican time so to pass time I drove by the waterfront and stopped to take pictures of whatever interesting there was to see in the sea :p. Looking at this picture now I am trying to figure out if this guy was one of the many homeless people I saw around the waterfront or if he is just a fisherman trying to make a living. I used to work in the Kingston mall building on Ocean Blvd. a couple summers ago and I didn't remember seeing so many homeless people before. but I am proud of this guy here as I suspect he just looks like he's looking for a meal. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day, teach a man how to fish and you will feed him for a lifetime.

Of course my prediction was right.. a bit too right, these people started the meeting over an hour late so I had quite a bit of time to sit and lament how I got into this mess on a lovely Saturday morning. The one good thing is that I sat beside a lady from my company who I've never really spoken to before but she always waved to me whenever she saw me. We chatted for a bit before the meeting started so my social network within the company is 1+ soldier larger now. I won't make this yet another post about women but I left that conversation with the following question in mind: what is my standpoint on my co-workers daughters? are they off limits? they aren't exactly company ink so in theory nobody should screw if I dip my pen in them.. lol

In other happenings downtown this week the police foolishly locked off Duke St. and all roads leading on to it in preparation for the annual opening of Parliament. They normally do this every year but this year they decided to start early so I would have a hard time getting to work, I eventually had to drive around some barricades and negotiate with a police officer to let me through to my building. About three hours later I saw the ceremonies start, it was an interesting scene. All the big government officials came in their Land Cruiser/Prados, apparently you aren't saying anything these days unless you roll up in one of those. Lots of police on horses, bikes, soldiers on the road, police on the Parliament roof, the blue jump coat special forces on the prowl and they looked trigger happy. One should feel safe in an environment with so many law enforcement personnel but this is Jamaica and the police are the ones doing the killing. If all goes to plan hopefully this will be the last year I'll be working downtown for now..
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