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Colin Robinson

Monday, October 16, 2017
You know them. All over Facebook. With trenchant opinions. About everything political or moral in TTO. Full of know-it-all prescriptions. About what happens everywhere. Or nihilism.
Monday, October 9, 2017
Sextapes just aren’t news. I made that point when I returned to these pages ten months ago. I want to try to make it again.
Sunday, October 1, 2017
Even as Chris Tambu Herbert implored us to “Remember your own thing comes first and charity begins at home” 30 years ago, his praise song to national pride opened by leaving room for loving other thin
Monday, September 25, 2017
The point of telling a story is the ending. The moral.
Monday, September 18, 2017
Let me tell the story again. How I went Brooklyn. For Pan. Carnival Thursday night. Entering Despers USA’s panyard, I brush past police. On duty. Inside, news spreads.
Monday, September 11, 2017
​I’ll tell the story from where it started. With the full 2 am flight from Piarco to Newark last weekend.
Monday, September 4, 2017
​I’ve often marvelled at how my mother was part of a generation that is perhaps the one to date, across all human history, to experience the greatest scale, diversity, pace, and arguably impact, of te
Monday, August 28, 2017
My bills it done pay, Inspector, leave me alone For weeks, I’ve kept waiting for someone to sing Farmer Nappy’s big-tune for all of us. Or at least the Police Commissioner....
Monday, August 21, 2017
“I see a more visible gay life and I know fellow Trinis who are out in one way or another—something I couldn’t say before I left for Canada all those...
Monday, August 14, 2017
​That, I’ve concluded, is what I do best here. Small stories that I think in the telling become enlarged.