El Dorado and the EU.

Dear Mr. President of Guyana,

Nobody never teach you that poor brown people should know they place? Especially amongst better-off brown people? What you think you doing, asking Caribbean leaders to co-operate with you to re-think that EU trade document before signing it?

You ain't notice that them ones who say, Sign now, they already got business going good for them? One island got sun, sea, sand, reggae and science research; another got natural gas, oil, sun, sea, steel-bands and soca; and the next island got fabulous hotels where world-famous celebrities stay and sun and sea. They don't need we.

So, I been thinking...ignore Derek Walcott and others warning that we must be careful about prostituting we self to Tourism. And instead of worrying about how to export food and whatever to EU countries, let's feed we boys the food that we grow, make them stronger then lure them girl tourists here with the promise of El Dorado bliss.

Them girls and we studs can swing from limb to limb in we rainforest, oh what fun. Heh. That gon teach them EU men in power a thing or two about divide and conquer, woo hoo. But all in all, this can turn out to be a good trade...you know how we girls here love foreign men. (I gon be unselfish and leave them men for we girls).

C'mon Mr. Pressie, stop harbouring big ideas about fighting for rights and Caribbean unity and all o' that, stop worrying about future generation.

As for botheration letters like this?

Man, look, ignore it, just rock in you hammock and forget.