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Reoccupation Of The Pinnacle Begins
Donisha Prendergast, granddaughter of Bob and Rita Marley, is one of the outspoken voices for the protection and the Rastafarian ownership of The Pinnacle lands in St Catherine.-Photo by Paul H. Williams
The hilltop on which Rasta pioneer Leonard P. Howell built his great house has a 360-degree view of the lands below. It’s aptly called The Pinnacle, and has a view to die for.
On that hill and much of the land surrounding it was where Howell established the first Rastafari village in Jamaica. The village was completely destroyed in 1953 and Howell was thrown off the land. He died in 1981 in a cave, not far from the ruins of his great house.
A tabernacle is located just below the ruins. Last Friday night, while The Sunday Gleaner was visiting, a wood fire burned within. The mood among those who were gathered was energising, and there was much discourse about many things, and about, of course, the main issue at hand, the ownership of The Pinnacle lands. One lot was declared a national monument, but the community wants a similar designation for the other five, and they are claiming that the property belongs to the Howell family and the community.
"It’s a very serious matter, it’s a matter of justice. You cannot throw people off a land they legally own. … It is a heritage site which belongs to an indigenous group of people - Rastafarians - that have influenced the whole world … . We want the Government to come in and redress this … ownership status because it was taken away illegally," Frankie Williams, a senior Rastafarian from Waterford, St Catherine, told The Sunday Gleaner.
So now, the land is being occupied by members of the community who are gathering in The Tabernacle. They intend to maintain a continuous presence on the land. Friday was the day when the occupation started. There was a fair turnout, with some overseas visitors, and a young male journalist from the United Kingdom.
In speaking with The Sunday Gleaner about the thrust towards reoccupation, Donisha Prendergast, a vocal member of the community, said, “We are not going anywhere, one by one we are filing in, we are going to camp out and reason.”
…every now and then I remind myself of this quote.
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when a sea lion has better game than you
DID HE JUST KISS IT
lol oh my godddd how sweet is that.
This cracked me uppp!
delete anyone in your life who doesn’t think dragons are cool you don’t need that kind of negativity around you
I’m beginning to think Richard III might be one of the best pieces of literature I’ve ever read.
I’ve read a great many books in my time - surely not as many as Akilah White (that nerd ho…+ sideway dirty stink eye)! But, even though I read this book in high school (which feels like many moons ago now), I still randomly remember quotes and bear thoughts of images my vivid imagination conjured up those many years ago.
For a long time, I found myself imagining Richard’s horrific form and thinking of how unfortunate he must have looked.
LOL! Noo, I’m sure he looked worst than that! :D Nevertheless, I thought of how shitty he must have felt when he was spat at and cursed without reserve.
The word ‘basilisk,’ from the first act had me quite taken for a little while. I wondered what that might look like and just generally marveled at the word itself. It’s quite a word isn’t it - the kind that you want to just repeat and think about… (yes, I’m sorry for myself)!
I constantly thought and occasionally think about the children (who I was most sorry for). I think of how horrid it must have been to be locked away without their mothers…. And how cold and dank and dark that tower must have been…
And finally, til I die I may never be able to get the infamous line, ‘A horse, a horse! My kingdom for a horse!” out of my head. For some reason, that line comes to my mind relatively often…
Like this morning when I was doing the dishes.