In that interlude between one set of excess and the one that coming to come, maybe you should stockpile a few roti or at least ballast yourself with some heavy cakes.Taking the long view, however, you better pray that freeness doh last, unless yuh magga like stick insect, because by World Cup time next year, yuh rollin like ball. Either way, it's best not to spurn state munificence, because you never know when the hand which has the potential to stuff your belly and numb your mind, may catch a vaps and grip you by the throat.
But as I've been made uncomfortably aware, collectively and individually, we have far more to fear from the forces of economic, political and cultural globalisation than any minor local price adjustments. It's not that I'm playing party pooper or even saying that by next Old Year's you might have to drink straight black rather than blue or green, or failing that just keep on walking; it's more a case of: not drinks, this time.
What I want to bring to the table, to lay on the bar, are some facts and figures, which may cause a few of you at least to revise your notions of the postmodern realpolitik, that same globalisation we've been glibly mouthing off about the past 20 or so years.
My information is drawn for the most part from the excellent Oxford University Press Very Short Introduction series, whose mini-volume Globalisation, by Manfred Steger, fully updated in a new edition, was published a few months ago. Prof Steger is a world authority in the field, with no political axe to grind; and yet some of facts he presents are so chilling, I keep returning to his book just to confirm they really are there, and not figments of a conspiracy theorist's mind.
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