Tuesday 28 August 2012

Ranch Morning.

 The sun slowly began to rise into the vast sky and the fresh dew glistened as the sun kissed the Savannah good morning.  The morning was still cool; when it got a little warmer the Kabaro insects would come out in fleets to feed.  Mist rose off the distant Kanuku mountain range and from it, came the sounds of Howler monkeys singing their song to tell each other where they planned to eat that day.  The Vaqueros passed the old ranch house as they headed for the corral, whistling and laughing, their leather saddles creakign in time to the eager trot of the horses.  The cattle lowed and ambled out of the way in indignation.  The macaw swooped onto the breakfast from the rafters in a flutter of red, blue and orange; he was greeted by Aunty Lucy's shrieks of protestation, which set a flock of parrots to flight from a nearby mango tree. The geese honked, begging for their release from their cage so they could roam the ranch in search of seeds, grasshoppers or anything appealing.

The pots clattered as one was selected for the use of boiling water so my mother could have her warm 'bucket shower' in the morning.  She and Aunty Lucy chatted quietly about what to cook for lunch, and how many people we might expect would need crossing over the flooded river, that acted as a barrier between the ranch and the main road leading to the nearest town some sixty miles away during the rainy season.  Suddenly from my parents' room came the bellowing of the Beatles' son, "OH BLAH DEE OH BLAH DI, LIFE GOES ONNNN, " as my dad thought it was about time everyone was awake.  Subsequently, my two nieces jumped into my hammock and engaged me in a tickle fight, begging for a morning story.  Jealous of my nieces' attention my Dad promised a better story and they scrambled out, leaving me alone with my thoughts.  I rocked in my hammock, enjoying the sounds of the wooden house slowly groaning awake witht he movements of those within it.

Friday 17 August 2012

Random, illogical rant :)

Seems there has been no addition to my blog in a while.  And though I have some old stories I wanted to put  up, my mind is like a sieve and I keep forgetting them.
Today I want to start with a line from a Sean Paul song: "As the reality of the time take hold", but this is not a story of how much I miss people who have gone from my life, our life.  They are gone and nothing we can ever do will bring them back, save dreaming of them.  We all know how real dreams can be.

But this is a reflection of the title of the song "Never Gonna Be the Same". Its a reflection of how some people dont like things to change, because it means we lose some of the things we hold dear.  But nothing remains constant.  Not even our convictions, our beliefs waver constantly, even though we don't admit to other people what goes through our mind, we realize in ourselves that we have grown.  Its a reflection of the region we love, the Rupununi.  Its about the world we used to know.

Let me first focus on the world at large with the changes that occurred because of the Industrial Revolution, where there were massive changes in "agriculture, manufacturing, mining, transportation, and technology" , there changes had a major effect on the social, economic and cultural arenas of the time and who are we kidding, profoundly affected the way we look and deal with each other in the world today.  It apparently began in Europe and spread rapidly throughout the world (alot of people dont like cultural change but love the technological and economic change but dont seem to realize that this IS cultural change.  Things will never be the same).  Also, we had advances in medicine, so more people are alive, more people working, more things being invented, more money around and it just keeps growing and growing, like an unruly Neam tree (ever see a neam tree grow-at a rate and all over the place stretching to any possible light).  Can we sustain this growth, is there an end? Certainly in our day and age, do we see any signs of this rapid cultural exchange and change slowing down?  I dont know if people realize what this means.  We are 7 BILLION people. Some try, some don't give two shits.  Some argue, we are HUMANS, more intelligent than all life (arguable) but I think I'm digressing into full rant here.  But I think we realize deep down, something we are scared to admit the shit will hit the fan and we don't know what to do about it.  Or at least that's how I feel sometimes. I could go on a bit about the changes the world is going through (this is just writing, not a logically argued paper).  But the reason I wanted to write this pre amble is to go into this reflection on the place we all LOVE.  The Rupununi-
Historically, seen and known as isolated, exclusive, wild and free.  I want to know your thoughts here people, not your emotional sentiments of its free, its wild, we love it etc.  Things are changing, times are changing.  There are more people (in accordance with the growth of the world), more demand and use of the resources (mining, logging, hunting, wildlife trapping etc).  Money talks now.  Agriculture, the thing that is supposed to save us all is decreasing and big corporations making moves to do large scale agriculture.  Like I said previously we all (including me) love the economic and technological changes.  I don't love all, but with the good comes the bad, we don't realize when we release something into the world we may not always like what we put into motion.  Take nuclear energy, it was initially experimented on and developed for clean energy, but some fucker (not sure who) decided hey lets make bombs.
The people are changing, more coast landers and brazilians are in Lethem and around the region, roads making it possible for them to travel further into the villages.  This is all fine, im not advocating we ban people from traveling but some release things into Rupununi that have consequences which make the way we live change.  Night life, Music, distractions while Rupununi gets plundered.  Am I ranting again?  Anyway I think this is enough for one day, I want your comments people.  All 10 of my followers LOL.  WHAT do you think is the future of the Rupununi?  It will change because things will never be the same with some of what ahs been set in motion, and its motioning rapidly people.  But will it be a change that make us run for the hills, literally?  Will it be a change we embrace? Or will it be a change we can claim as ours, not feel like the change is being imposed on us.  Because we are a free people, a wild people and some of the allure and mystic allotted to the Rupununi has to do with who we are, who the people are.  If they change, the place changes.  With more people, Rupununi is no longer mystic, its a 'discovered world' heading the way of other discovered worlds.

Just for those who question the rant, here is my stand on it.  Im scared of the changes, because I feel it may change me, its already changed a world I knew from 10 years back.  But I still love the people, I still love the place.  The smell of rain as it hits the quenched earth, the mountains and how they look so different after a heavy rain.  The Savannah dry and brittle in the dry season, wet, green and lush in the rainy season.  I love it all.  The feel of the mud squelching between my toes and the feel of the current pulling at me when i swim across the Rupununi.

Ghost