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Re: With Independence, Liberty and Belly, "ah doh fraid to call he name"

Vernon Louison
Bernie! Bernie! Bernie!

>>>>How could you have been so cruel into leading our blinded Grenadian so-called revolutionary friend Down Street, into believing that you were going to carry out a revolution against the establishment without any guns?<<<<

Vernie Vernie, so now you picking on Bernie, and you somehow have to put me name in you thing. Here I am enjoying me jacks broth, Boi dey running ashore Down Street since we embargo dem from going pass the Pool.So ah dey enjaying the brime, when ah fellah say,allyu doh hear what dat Vernon say about Down Street?

Next ting I read, Im ah Bernie supporter, ah socialist and ah Revolutionary who want to take from the rich and give to the poor. Since I have never espoused ANY of those views,here,one should assume that the writer is either working on a fiction novel, or a comedy skit'. Others might say he is auditioning for a PR job with Donald Trump, or with the propoganda arm of ISIS.

Whether it is he lasting effects of Babbash and Clarkes Court from 29th June, or the Courvoisser served up at your nighbours, the Goldbergs suburban BBq, that got to you, when the fog clears, you would agree that Bernie's proposals are not altogether outlandish as you suggest, many of them are already in effect in Europe and North America, and all that is needed is a little tweaking by Hilary.Furthermore the concept of sharing the wealth is not a novel one to Downstreeters our Southern Hospitatity is legendary in the City that never sleeps.Once Bernies policies kick in you will be making it rain on the Left Bank.

It does not surprize me that a 'young pioneer' like yourself is now throwing your cherished Revo under the bus.Was'nt it you marching up and down with yor stick gun in the hot sun? See Vernie, if we Down Street folks want to know who move in next door, or what is their politics, we politely knock on the door, and then we say to the person,in your best L'ansian accent, "Hi Im Vernon from the L anse, and would be pleased to make your acquaintance." We do not throw ah big-stone through the window, and then say, "aye is you dat in dey".

So about all those things that you have falsely acused me of, I think Bernie should have retired to Vermont a month ago, and stop acting like a spoiler in a zero sum game. He lost, now take a rest and let Hilary expose your idol Trump, for the money grubbing chalartan capitalist that he is. Champion of the poor and the uneducated my rass.You still have that "Lets make the L"anse great again cap?

But as I said, you are a fisherman at heart,and in the didital age we would say that you are phishing, or trolling for me to bite,You cast your seine hoping to ketch something anything, Ballahoo, Zuffie, grunt, anything. Then you cast a line but I aint takin you bait, "petit neg' done eat it arreddy.

So the good people of the South side are wondering why you would be so dastardly, as to tarnish the good reputation of a Southern gentleman, and I had to explain that it goes back to your deep seated displeasure with the very exisence of landed gentry to the South. It haunts you night and day,and Like the Tea Party causes you to vote against your interest,rather than accept Southern hospitality. xenophobia is deep.Oh and by the way you have to pay for the glass window, or is Crompton in you rass.

Re: With Independence, Liberty and Belly, "ah doh fraid to call he name"

Street,

Thanks again for the indulgence and for your equitable distribution of conversational "licks/blose"; something that only the seasoned debator can appreciate, especially when done without any malice but with tongue in cheek. I usually reserve these method of communication for individuals whom I have a personal acquaintance with but I have decided to violate my erring on the side of caution rule so as to give you the opportunity to be a Gentleman or Lady (I do not know)which you failed at miserably.....Lol

So when sometime last month, after your brief sabbatical from Gogouyave and when you brought your skin back here saying that the topics we were discussing were above your level of compression, and too complicated for your taste, "ah knew you were dam! lying!".

Reading your responses to me and Mello, I concluded that you must be some Salupue, taking advantage of the decent church-going people of Down Street by posing like a Southern Monsieur. However, with your varying style of good penmanship and verbiage usage indicative of a forger, I have decided to refrain from any communication with you for fear that my good name and character would be besmirched and maybe irreparable.

On a parting note, I have decided to provide you with this link (copy and paste in your browser..https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=bshHSBD3fFM) which I believe is apropo in summarizing your noted linguistic accumen as demonstrated in our dialog. And although  The Mighty Sparrow made mention of the unmannerly characteristics of "cacapool rum drinkers" in this rendition, I can safely say that you, the good Southern Gentleman that you are, certainly do not fall in that category......Lol

V "J" L

Re: With Independence, Liberty and Belly, "ah doh fraid to call he name"

Vern, thanks for your kind words and thanks especially for the exhilarating discourse, which allowed me to rediscover and exercise my colloquial linguistic muscles which I thought had long atrophied. I would hope that we would be able to share views on topics outside of the context of Gouyave, from time to time.

As for your identity rule, for me it is great that this platform allows some measure of anonymity, because it allows one to focus on the message, and not the messenger, a trait which runs contra to our Grenadian Culture. Maybe it is our insularity, or a built in safeguard against cohabiting within one's blood line, like Scrunter say "That is you family", whatever it is, there seems to be an insatiable craving among Spice Islanders to know the family trees and everything about everybody.From cradle to grave. Could it be that the internet, Face book and instagram, was invented by one of us? Or was the idea stolen by a tourist vacationing on Grand Anse? Hmmm.

I was not lying when I said that the level of discourse here is often way above my academic and comprehensive acumen, I readily acknowledge my limitations, and pay tribute to superior minds.I am simply grateful for the opportunity to participate on occasions, without being thrashed and then trashed.

I cannot leave without a parting word about your favourite Bistro. It is my understanding than in the wake of the Brexit Jacks embargo, Mama San has resorted to importing her delicacies from abroad.Her new menu boasts: Dogfish from the English Channel, Catfish from the Gulf of Mexico, and in tribute to the Left Bank, from the Amazon Jungle, the "piece D' Resistance" Fer d' L'anse, please excuse my Francais.