Friday

A Tribute to the Bridge Generation: You Are the Bridge


Before there was Wi-Fi, there was imagination. Before there were DMs, there were real-life conversations. Before we all had cell phones, there was a generation that knew what it was like to be a kid—and a human—without being constantly connected. If you remember the golden age of payphones, a time when a pocket full of quarters was your lifeline, then you are the Bridge Generation.

You were there when a beeper going off in a crowded movie theater was a major event. It was a time when getting a message meant finding a landline, dialing a number, and waiting for someone to pick up on the other end. You remember the satisfying clunk and whir of a rotary phone as you meticulously dialed each digit. It was an exercise in patience and precision. A wrong turn meant starting all over again.

Entertainment wasn't on demand; it was a communal activity. You gathered with friends and family to watch a handful of channels on a television set the size of a small car. The weekend wasn't for binging a series; it was for gathering around the radio to listen to your favorite songs, or maybe a mystery show, with your imagination filling in the blanks. Board games were a staple, not a novelty. Spending time outside wasn't an option; it was the default.

Today, you stand with one foot in the analog world and the other in the digital one. You’ve seen the world change at a breathtaking pace, from the days of dial-up modems that shrieked to life to the instant access of fiber-optic internet. You remember when a "post" was a letter you mailed, a "wall" was a physical part of your house, and "going viral" was something you hoped to avoid.

The most important thing you've carried with you is a superpower that many today are still learning: how to be present. You understand the value of delayed gratification because it was a way of life. You know how to make and maintain friendships without the constant validation of social media. And you know what it means to be truly bored, which is where creativity, innovation, and self-discovery truly begin.

So, to the Bridge Generation: you are more than a transition between two eras. You are the link that teaches us what it means to connect on a deeper level. You remind us of the simple pleasures that exist beyond a screen. Thank you for showing us how to navigate this modern world with the wisdom of the past.

Monday

Bammy and Fried Fish - Jamaican style

 

The Making of Bammy

Bammy is a traditional Jamaican flatbread made from cassava, also known as yuca or manioc. The process is a labor of love that transforms the starchy root into a soft, savory staple. First, the fibrous cassava root is peeled and finely grated. The resulting pulp is then placed in a cloth bag and pressed to squeeze out all the bitter, poisonous juice. The dry, granulated cassava is then sifted to a fine flour-like texture. This flour is lightly salted and moistened with milk or coconut milk to form a dough. Small, round discs are then shaped and baked on a griddle or "bammy pan" until they are a light golden-brown color.

Common Pairings

Bammy is incredibly versatile and is most famously served with fried fish 🐟, especially steamed or escovitch fish. The crispy, starchy flatbread is perfect for soaking up the savory sauces and flavors of the fish. It is also a popular accompaniment to curried dishes and soups. For a simple meal, it can be fried until golden brown and paired with callaloo, ackee, or a simple avocado salad. Its mild flavor makes it a perfect canvas for a wide range of savory Jamaican dishes

What about the town of Seaford in Jamaica?

 After the abolition of slavery in 1834, Jamaican planters faced a labor shortage and, fearing a rebellion, looked to Europe for a new workforce. This led to a "bountied European immigration scheme" that brought over German indentured laborers, with the most notable settlement being Seaford Town in Westmoreland. The settlers were promised land and work, but they arrived to harsh conditions, with many dying from disease and starvation. Despite the initial hardships, those who remained had a lasting, though complex, effect on the area, which is now often called "German Town."

Cultural and Architectural Legacy

The German settlers maintained their cultural distinctiveness for many years. Though the German language has mostly died out, some words remain in the local dialect. You can still see a few cottages in Seaford Town that have retained elements of German architecture, which sets them apart from the typical Jamaican home. Catholicism also became the dominant religion, largely due to the settlers' strong Catholic faith.

Physical and Social Impact

The German settlers largely kept to themselves, leading to a community that remained primarily Caucasian for a long period. Many residents today still have distinct Caucasian features like light skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes. However, over time, the community began to integrate with the broader Jamaican population, which led to a blending of cultures. The settlement also faced significant challenges from inbreeding and emigration, which has led to a decline in its population.

Ultimately, the German settlement in Seaford Town represents a unique chapter in Jamaican history, showcasing a failed social experiment that nonetheless left an enduring, visible mark on a small corner of the island.

I wrote this song - thoughts?

 This is a song I wrote about pouring out the spirit in the Earth. What are your thoughts.




Verse 1

​There have been mercy drops falling for so long.

But that don't seem to right what's wrong

(Lord!) Not just a tiny sprinkle, not just a taste.

Pour it all out Lord, pour it out in haste!

Chorus

​ Holy Spirit! ---(Spirit!---)

 Rain down! ( Rain down!)

Let Your Spirit move swiftly through this land.

And fill us with power by Your mighty hand!

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out Lord


​You promised the Spirit to those who would ask.

A promise of power for the upcoming task!

If we can give gifts, You can give so much more.

Open up heaven Lord and let your Spirit roar!


​Chorus

​ Holy Spirit! ---(Spirit!---)

 Rain down! ( Rain down!)

Let Your Spirit move swiftly through this land.

And fill us with power by Your mighty hand!

[Repeat Chorus]

​Verse 3

​As I receive, let it freely be imparted.

Let it be received by all the meek hearted.

Help me to be a vessel, pure and true.

A tool Your Spirit can walk on through.


​Chorus

​ Holy Spirit! ---(Spirit!---)

 Rain down! ( Rain down!)

Let Your Spirit move swiftly through this land.

And fill us with power by Your mighty hand!


Pour it out Lord….

Pour it out Lord….

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out

Pour it out

Pour it out Lord….

Pour it out Lord….

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out

Pour it out

Pour it out Lord….

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out Lord


​ Holy Spirit! ---(Spirit!---)

 Rain down! ( Rain down!)

Let Your Spirit move swiftly through this land.

And fill us with power by Your mighty hand!

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out Lord

Pour it out

Pour it out

Pour it out Lord….

Pour it out Lord….






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