Positive Day

I saw something beautiful today.

I got a glimpse of a Jamaica unmarred by poverty, criminality, high gas prices and all the negatives which relegate this nation to the damning depths of underdevelopment. I saw my people get out of their cars and run like the wind or a Bolt of lightening to the strategically placed big screen TVs which populate the business centres of Kingston, and I was proud to be a part of this momentous occasion. Usain Bolt ran...the entire race....to victory in the 200m men's Olympic finals and I was overcome...partly for the joy his victory brought but largely because I saw nothing but pride on every face in Half-Way-Tree square, nothing but uninhibited patriotism....no one seemed concerned about the price of butter...literally and figuratively....and it was beautiful.

If only we could feel like this...no, be like this for the rest of our existence. If only we could muster similar consensus around the larger issue that is the development of this fine Nation. If only we were as committed to and supportive of all our countrymen at all times......If only we could achieve these things, then we would forever be gold medalists.....but until then I will celebrate the moment given me and it will fever stand out in my mind as an indication of the greatness of this country and will be proof of the possibilities which lie ahead.