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Testifying the Greatness of Joceline Clemencia

(A translated version of the letter written by historian Jeanne Henriquez to newspaper Amigoe)

Joceline has passed away but here legacy stays strongly alive, Jeanne Henriquez, Saturday June 4, 2011

This is the heritage that Joceline has left for us to learn from: Joceline’s love for her maternal tongue, history and culture of her country was enormous.

In a consequently and consistently manner Joceline defended her soil with her acts, discussions and dialogues. Joceline was a first class independentista.

It needs to be indicated very clear that in our political history she was the first person that took the initiative trying to form a strong politically allied opposition group to combat the attacks on Curaçao’s autonomy during elections.

Sadly a majority of the political opposition groups were not yet ready for that. According to Joceline an alliance was a way to fight to become boss in our house.

History proved this.

Joceline was a woman who ensured to apply the philosophy of political independence in her daily life.
What other name could she give her company than Cultural Institute Independence.

Joceline managed to combine care, education and raising up of her kids and sustain her family
wither her political ambition.
The combination of all these tasks didn’t frighten her, it didn’t hinder her nor stop her from executing projects dedicated to information and formation of youth and adults.

She always expressed her opinion with a loud voice and never allowed people to shut her mouth. She didn’t care what consequence that might have for her. Joceline was a woman that attacked sexism in a systematic manner in the political arena of Curaçao. To Joceline a woman had all the rights to express her opinion even though its not a common thing.
Joceline didn’t worry about what people would think or say about her. She would give her unsalted opinion if you want to listen or not.

Joceline was a political feminist convinced that if we wanted to create a just world, the politics of care should reflect in our way of thinking, our acts and our attitude.

Joceline was a woman on a excellent level of language dominion. In an eloquent form she would express her thoughts and convictions. Joceline would dominate the art of imitation very good and would use this to bring humor and joy in thoughts that she would bring forth.

Joceline would use her creativity in everything that she would do and would infect others with her enthusiasm for her projects. To Joceline a stadium was the only appropriate place to teach in a massive way orthography of Papiamentu for those interested with assistance of a batallion of volunteers.

Joceline also was a Caribbean and internationalist and that’s why she solidarized herself with struggles around the world.

Historical was the action led by Joceline to demonstrate our repudiation against the invasion of Iraq.

Joceline would emphasize on the importance of knowledge about our African roots and to be aware of the history of great civilizations that Africa knew but also the African contemporary history.

She would emphasize the importance of analyzing and understanding the systems of oppression and the manifestations of political intrigue.
In that aspect Joceline visited among others the republic of South africa and spoke to Winnie Mandela, a woman fighter. Joceline fought against Afrophobia.

I’m glad we made peace with each other before su left. I’m grateful to Joceline for all the sweet moments, for all the moments of profound formation and the bitter moments from which we both learned our lessons.

Joceline Clemencia: PRESENTE!

JEANNE HENRIQUEZ
Curaçao

Fridi Martina Su Anhelo

FRIDI Martina

Kòrsou habri bo brasa
Laga bo yu muhé fuerte bula bai
Ela grita, no yora!
Ki’saki ta para bira!
Awoki no!
Laga kurashi kishiki bo boka
Papia pa nan tende bo bos kritiko
Skibi boso obra di bida
Ku sodo i sanger
Ami,
Mi ta eksigi mi respet
i nami mi plaka, meresidamente
ARTISTA MI TA
Oro ta dirti den mi sombra

Ta kiko anto, kai sinta den sala di espera di dokter dilanti un
sanger yòn ku pluma di warawara den su kabei patras pega den un flektu. Su popchi wowo kurioso a kremp, saludando un spiritu liber. Un amor perdi a bolbe.

Arte ta libra
Arte tin ku yanga
den fashinan renoba
E tin ku konfronta
inhustisia den rin di rebeldiá.
Sakudi bo tinu

Unda nos instituto di arte ta?
Dikon politika i doñonan di nos plaka no ta balorisa? Kura di bosnan dolónan pa kaba.
Dramatisando domferstant
Arte ta un
santu salbado mahestral.
E anhelo tei,
e anhelo no ta bai
niun santana.
Giuambo ku kadushi
Bon huntá
Atami ta bisabu
Malora no por gara
Nos tin bo ganá

Pas i lus di maraviya riba Fridi Martina
15 yanuari 1950 ~ 11 mei 2014

Skapatorio Avenue

–Dethrone the indoctrinators
poverty makers, corporate conquistadors, matadors of the marginalized. Por fabor don’t
ever open up your eyes. The truth
has never been fetishized.–

Out of the debris of colonialism, followed by the wreckage of a short lived incoherent decolonization policy of Dutch territories in the Caribbean arose a contingent of working class heroes, intellectuals, activists and politicians. All aiming to better the lives of the forgotten exploited by the unforgiven power elite. In the past, every fresh fearless voice waging a war of seditious words and actions against the Creole Dutch capitalist mythology would unfortunately bow down and kiss the ring of the exploiting hands of hierarchy to some extend or be condemned by its own people as a destabilising fool for trying to alter their labor class discomfort.

The anti-establishment icons convincing the strugglers to walk with them on a journey of outhustling the puppeteers. Those that pull the strings of the politicians, the merchant aristocrats of old and new money who seek to expand their profit margins over the backs of the working class.
Some of these heroes and heroines that succeeded to uproot or shake down the capitalist infrastructure in the 20th century were: Felix Chakutoe and his dockworker union Liga San Telmo (1922). Roman Catholic priest Amado Römer the main man of faith that founded many unions and created leadership on different levels of the disaffluent universe.

Capturing the image and dissecting the human influence to effect social change is necessary. Standing up for labor rights had Chakutoe doing 3 years in jail, Römer was boycotted by his own catholic church and the holy financial ghost elite that crippled and banned his smooth natural stroll towards becoming the first bishop of color. A passionate independence and Africana awareness stance taken by Joceline Clemencia in the mid nineties was mediatically depicted as being the spiteful Black woman trapped in the past.

Grand culturalist Elis Juliana describes these unruly vocalizers heeding what’s it like to go through the belly of the ship battles of life in a poem: “Just arrived, fresh from Africa, black folks tamed and stigmatized with hot irons in perfect conditions (some females already pregnant by hungry pirates). Created by laws of the Dutch European god with the sole purpose to carry just like any tool or agriculture tools heavy burdens of all kinds of work on the fields or at home, for a lifetime. Until its last breath as property of their masters.”

–Nobody can escape from the minefields of mental colonization unharmed. Not a single person walks Skapatori avenue without a cicatrise.
But freedom feathered wings will spread and rise above a world of neo-W.I.C. alpargata dancing oppression.–

Flamboyantly articulating the fallacies of Dutch-Creole capitalism, devoted to decry The Hague’s coloniality theory edifying the spirits of Black people Helmin Wiels prooved just like his predecessors on the come up that the liberty grind is a serious thing. Besides the frailty, pretu-ness reigned fierce.

To build an armada of independence believers you have to throw the political pedagogy for the blue-collar workers into the mix. Unshackling the intelligentsia state of mind from thinking that sipping happy hour mojitos at St.Tropez is more important than sharing knowledge, grounding with Soto habitants on a friday evening. Its about troops of high-heeled bourgeois ladies sticking out their well manicured middle fingers against the selfish hyper-consumption class, creating apprenticeships for young teenage mothers guiding them through motherhood. Its persuading mega-rich Black glitterati to invest in cooperative networks flourish working class wealth and dismantling artificial economies. That’s vintage Wiels philosophy.

Adding caged academic value to the galvanized established white populist frame that Wiels was the biggest threat to our democracy and media bombardments with anti-independence rhetoric to keep a nation inside that Dutch docile doctrine has been a played out stratagem. Black faces painted white like pantomimes propagandizing a colorless society where 21st century Dutch white supremacy in the tropics doesn’t need in depth academic analysis. The intellectual embargo to deconstruct it stands firm undeniably.

Tula, as sociologist Jandi Paula sketches the national libertador, in his 1795 revolt report was after the betrayal captured and tied onto a cross and was from head to feet broken upon the wheel, then he was scorched in the face, while his head was finally cut off and put on the gallow. A scene of horror to inculcate fear into the hearts of the enslaved Africans.

The last carnal breath of Wiels got exhaled on Martin Luther King boulevard. An intellectual execution squad’s attempt to spawn a carnage of peoples socio-economic metamorphosis sovereignty flopped. Notwithstanding the political hysteria it caused the communal truth distribution must continue. The decolonial activism will heighten.

Fear doesn’t exist, its a weakened courageous nature what many experience. That’s what social pugilist Magno been saying. “It don’t depend on your degrees or your résumé, it all depends on your chest.”

Change has always been chaperoned by bloodshed. Whether that is the cutting of umbilical cords of future revolutionary youth, words that wound the aristocrats or bloodied up streets that proclaim a society of equality from a preying, pillaging business elite.

–Hit the ‘Agan’
for a new economic order,
martyrdom forces smile upon you.
The age of contrition haunts the other you inside of you. The unpardoned for the first time ’bout to eat Funchi and Kalaluh.–

Kantado Mayo 2014

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Sorayda St.Jacobs i Grupo Sembra Respet Kosecha Bida

Un kompilashon dje letranan di tur partisipantenan di Kantado Mayo 2014:

“Bai mi ta bai mi tei promove kultura awe. Paso ta yanga e ta yanga.
Ayariba, sigi pusha bai un tiki mas.
Ate ko’ ate ko’, ate ko’,

Habri bo tuma, e yu di tera ta di bo
Laga nos no drumi perde ariba.

Si t’awe ta manan, Korsou nos tin ku tene un man. Palu fuerte, hende ta balente. Nos ta e rais.

Tapushi ta bai laira, no tene berguensa, sintibu orguyoso
laga nos bos resona, pueblo ekspresa

Shimaruku ta pari ku awa
Kibrahacha ta floria na tempu

Stoi tete tete, ban pa nos kana
Bo dia t’awe, bo ora ta awo
Korda gai ta kanta na ora

Ku sodo di mi frente ma sende lus den skuridat.

Pa kada un simya un eksperiensia
Danki na kunuku nos tei selebra
Kosecha di goso
Si bo ke kambio
bola bin aden
Ai brasa bo ruman
pa forma un tranke

Tobo Yawalu, dal e remente
Ala ka ta ka ta, Ala ka ta ka ta
Mi tobo dal e pami
Gruña pami
Ala ka ta ka ta
Ala ka ta ka ta

Un brisa nobo,
Mi ta bistibu na mi pia alpargata
Kompañami ne kosecha mangasina
Djawelo, alpargata yudami koncha
Mi tin ku yega. Zja Zja, Zja, Zja, Zja Zja.

E ira di solo, tende kueru yore
solo, e ta seka lagrima
Nada di mas nunka ta bon

Tende kachu ta supla ei
Seu awe Seu su manise
No tin kwenti pretu ni kwenti blanku
Yu di Korsou mi ta
Mi stima mi ruman mi’n por lage kai

Chapi a wordu krea pa kaba ku shimaron. Nan Dos. Chapi ku bari ta yamabu afo. Nan Dos. E kurpa keinta, sanger keinta. Shon Grandi a duna nos.

Sekura ta pretende ku e pueblo ta di dje. Awaseru ta kore ku sekura. Shi shi shi shi kwe. Shi kwe.

Dawaka
Separa maishi foi bagas pa kome awe
Kòrsou b’a hecha atrobe
Nos herensia mi ta bai karge, na pia mes. Nos ta bai bute den laira pa mundu por mire. Djawe Djawelo
Tembla, tembla lage tera tembla.”

Grupo i kantantenan:

Grupo Ritmiko Sablika:
Marystella”Lady Ella” Bernabela,
Tera a produsi.

Naftaley Pieternella,
Ayariba ta su lugá.

Hoben na Timon:
Gylmar “Jimmy the Kid” Concencion,
Ta barí ku chapí ta ruman.

Stacy Godie,
Un kansion pami seú.

Germain Genaro,
Ku forsa di mi tera, rais nan t’ei.

Furgell Wijngaarden,
Kantadó mayó kanta bo seú

Grupo Power:
Jurella Nita,
Kòrsou ata bo ora.

Grupo Ritmiko Den Dam:
Sorviensky Bonevacia,
Ban hibámi den marcha di Seú.

Christepher Angela,
Danki na Kunuku.

Cariñitos:
Gilion Hanrietta,
Kòrsou e dia yega.

Hoben Positivo i Aktivo:
Dinette Capriles,
Kosecha di goso.

Rumichel Marchena,
Tranké Humano.

Sharnice Aitatus,
Awe tambú t’ei Yawalu.

Rachid Felida,
Sigui mi (Seú ta bai sigui mi).
Heinrich “Richi Rich” Pieter,
Pidi haña.

Tipiko Quality Sound:
Shurlisa Adoptie,
Alpargata.
Jiviencely Isei,
Den Solo.

Grupo Ritmiko Bakano:
Naomi Alexina,
Hala serka bin duna un man.

Sembra Respet Kosecha Bida:
Eric Jacobino
Kunuku di Papai.

Reuben van Lierop,
Yu’I Kòrsou mi ta.

Sorayda St Jacobs,
Nan dos.

Shalomi Baromeo,
Kore ku Sekura.

Animashon Kultural:
Edson Carlo
Kunuku Kòrsou.

Angelo Libinia,
Djawe na Pilon.

Marilou Djaoen-Boeldak
Hala bola, Hala mara
manera un funchi

Grupo ritmiko Gye Nyame
Nadursy Geertruida
Kòrsou b’a hecha atrobe

Grupo ritmiko
Gye Nyame:
Sharrel Denisia,
Riba mi tera.

Karabela:
Rudaylison Doran, Na pia me

Givienca “Gigi” Clotida, Kolog’é den laira

Grupo Kompèr:
Ishahier Monte, Tembla Tera

Flying Free

Unionizing the amor ku amor payback workers. Harry Zimmerman screamed fuera Satanas in churches trying to keep Tula out because of his color. Mixed hues up in the lucha for freedom marches taking back his honour.

Boka Sami saint, all halo’d up like a 7 rayed rainbow.
Krioyo tones.
Such a melodic voice prowess.
Super Dynamic Blackness.
Triple crowned Tumba king.
Abracadabra pregonero prince
You know what I mean.

Te- de- dei- bo- ka- chei
Te- de- dei- bo- ka- chei
Weinato- wilding out.
Improvisational clout.
Gentleman you looked so worried,
I saw the lady just tell you goodbye. Seu riddims kissed the Banda Bou sky. You stayed stuck muñeca.
Pega peikis, Zim Zam Zoem in the 70s and 80s.

Guh leh guh leh guh lah
Bazjaaaan KarpaaaataaaA
Awe nos ta kantaaa

‘Ma los un bala
Ma saka mi revolver
Ma saka mi chikoti
Lembe ku palu
Ma lanta loko’
Tambu stories
He woke up crazy
Was just a dream yo
He tried to kill colonial inferiority cancer with musical-culturalist chemo.

Un grupo di katibu mei mei
Ever since I was a youngin’ I be defending Curacao with my goddess-given talent. Harry dawaka, give me a chance. Remember, I’m with the people.

Zjogoro,
Saminero home remedies, drinking
shark oil with a slice of orange.
Makamba said: I can’t hear y’all
’73 groovy, groovy bell bottoms, platforms, afros in the Roxy winning big with Win Coffie’s posse.

Ya thought you could change the world your moms is still straight crying. Fea como tu, unhappy woman.
Rasta man fled the yard, left his herbs. Babylon be coming. But it cannot defeat the krioyo Korsou giant. So dance and gosa, chabelitu in the carosa.

Ba sinti dushi,
ba sinti duuuushiiii
Ba sinti dushi,
ba sinti duuuushiiii

Harry Zimmerman 1950-2014

[Special thanks to Pachi Damon, Gibi Doran, Patrick Martijn at MAS99]

Trujillonomics

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Getting down with CODE RED for gender justice’s Caribbean Blog Carnival. The set up is: To the Caribbean, With Love. Click this link http://www.redforgender.wordpress.com/2014/01/02/cfp-caribbean-blog-carnival/ and throw a piece at them.~

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Joceline’s dreams,
eyes wide open
the priestess
hustle was graceful
little brown girls heeded
her teachings ever since
a mini-market run
ended up fatal.
Black men’s lust
without age limits
prevented from
parasiting on
young bodies.

Their mothers taking
numbers for the lottery barons,
nah not forever grateful
that paycheck ain’t no
trampoline out the ghetto.
Robby ain’t providing
upgrading courses.
He locking them up inside
minimum wage plantations.
Gamble gods enslaving
the underclass to fatten up
their U.S. bank accounts
branding themselves
as celestial hood saviours.
Good Goddess no.

Little kids drawing veves
with anti-capitalist
black angel dust.
Yeah pah I love you
even if you been god-awfully indoctrinated by the Dutch.
While you suited up
in a cold temperatured office
helping the corporate to connive.
The kids be in classes without airco and iPads, school teachers struggling to inspire.
And this kingdom s’posed to be heaven?

Burn rei Momo, [1]
Burn rei Momo
Burn Momo
Burn dammit

Food industry imperialism
What’s that?
You eating the junk
pushed by multi-million dollar companies and copied
by your local import economies.
We got trillions gallons
of coconut water why
the hell I’m putting my
lips on a Busta bottle?
I don’t need a Whopper
when I can get a fresh
indigenous produced
Warmoes veggy burger.

So the doctor cancer specialist whispered so softly almost
ashamedly admitting
the alarming rising rate of breastcancer patients is
because the way we got
programmed to not control
our mouths. Enticed by
the poison propaganda
pumped by the economic elite.

Mangos and guineps lay
to rot in your yard because
that’s choller [2] fruit, sugar apples and sorsaka trees are not revered as holy you prefer strawberries, cherries, kiwi’s to match with your social status. You colonized duppies.

Baila payaso
Asina, asina
Gosa payaso
Asina, asina [3]

You speak 4 languages, traveled the 4 corners come back to the island riding an Audi A5 with an academic diploma, but still not flaunting that emotional intelligent braveness to rethink capitalism.

Anti-colonialism lawyers with street lingo accents don’t impress.
Advocating independence or stronger autonomy while they defending pimps that take passports away from Dominican ladies and lock up ’em in cages at Santa Catherina. We ain’t see you taking reparative legal steps to mash up the Netherlands and their racist policies. We never heard you empowering communities using law as a liberation tool. Y’all never genuinely attempted to banish Dutch white supremacy from the court of justice.

Tumba songs on full blast.
The parade be climaxing.
Exorcizing their bourgeois demons.
Condom wraps in Otrobanda cementaries. Big bellies, baby strollers. Social welfare queens
in line waiting in the AM for the casinos to open. Craving
Caquetieu-maroonage
political thought fibres while mimicking bankster bacchanals
with feathered faces.
Upperclass backwardness
globalized greed with a creole flavour
IMF, Structural Adjust Program drones. Now go on wine your wicked ass to sleep pleasing the vampires of the vulnerable.

[1] a giant human puppet stuffed full of hi-tech fireworks. Rei Momo gets lit up and explodes marking the official end of carnaval. Interpretation of how rei Momo exactly gets blown up is registered as a sort of divination for the entire year.

[2] drug addict

[3] Dance clown, enjoy clown, yeah like that y’all.

Welfare King

Herman van Bergen

Herman van Bergen

Iron barricades, piss odored alleys being scrubbed clean, showcases decorated with orange ribbons, dope fiends, pushers and winos normally reigning in the streets of Otrobanda have wilfully been subdued for a day. This is all part of a scheme to simulate a fatamorganic street scenery for the visit of the new youngblood king Willem-Alexander through one of Curacao’s most historic neighbourhoods during his first time stay as head of state being the bloodline successor of his mother Beatrix, the former queen of the Netherlands who stepped down after thirty-three years.

The euforia that Dutch and local mainstream media speaks of is not registered through the eyes of one of the many old pensioned ladies selling national lottery tickets: “My humble analysis connects the regional money dots and an island that can serve as a commercialized mattress, the new generation would call it an economic hub but its all the same. The Dutch need that emerging Latino market investment money and with king Willem-Alexander and his wife Maxima having excellent high ‘telenovela’ potential to open the South American gateway for Dutch-European prosperity, hence a new adventure towards the second coming of the much longed for Golden Century has officially begun.”

While the Dominican and Colombian Diaspora and fashionista citizenry is anxious to see Maxima, how elegant her hairdo, dress and heels will be they throng the streets where groupies gathered behind the Dutch paparazzi to catch a glimpse of the royal glamour. Others just have that last drop of hope to witness their compatriots reinvent their submissive identity into living monuments of resistance, going against the sociopolitical grain of modern Caribbean neo-colonial life. Reversing the problematic educational conditioning of kids to look upon to the royal couple as a white saviour god and goddess, making the youth and average adult citizen to burst that Dutchified bubble they live in.

King Willem-Alexander’s great-grandmother queen Wilhelmina, grandmother queen Juliana and mother Beatrix contributed considerably to the underdeveloped state that Curacao was in their times and still continues to be. Just like his predecessors he is a monarch, ill-prepared, without any knowledge at all how to deal with a nation predominantly of African descent with a shared legacy of Dutch slavery and colonial oppression.

Author of the forthcoming book ‘A Cult of Colonialism, Black Souls Worshipping Dutch Royalty in the 21st century: professor Nita Magnus explains that `2014 will mark the bicentenary anniversary of the Dutch kingdom, a space of sabotaged emancipation where monarchs failed to properly address and repair the racial inequalities dating from the days of slavery and colonialism and have wilfully forsaken to implement a decolonization policy. But due to the lack of national awareness of colonial crimes committed against Afro-Curacaoans there is no call for a politics of reparation yet. This callousness from our side will change in due time as the 15 members of CARICOM are already mobilizing to take their ex-colonizers Britain, France and the Netherlands to court for dehumanizing and economically exploiting these Caribbean countries during the period of enslavement.`

The shadow mayor of Otrobanda Jopi Igra, a retired school teacher reminisces of times when he blindly revered the previous Dutch royal couple Beatrix and Claus but regretfully admits that after three decades their royal reign only brought downpours of deceptions for Curacao. “I now pledge my allegiances to the current upsurge of independence movements. The king is not dead to me but he’s an innocent babyfaced figurehead of a colonial power that never ever gave a damn about us.
The days when these royalties fly over, wave, pop a smile, say two or three words in Papiamentu, get their picture taken with cute little kids and the crowd goes crazy are definitely over. New horizons starting to glow, we have been bamboozled by the crown much too long of our lives.`

Meanwhile in Lelienberg, nobody singing that spiritual Dutch colonized anthem ‘All hail the king’. People just got better things to do. Banda Bou has always been the orphan, last to get connected to the water and electricity supply grid, ferocious battles to get schools built here. And so much more for a community to stand out and get to new heights of development. `Might as well start a political fight to become a republic, right? The republic of Banda Bou how that sound Chincho, mi yave? The middle aged man in the corner of the snack-bar after sipping from his Kadushi cognac glass responds with a raspy Soto voice: `Machu, the only queen or king I’ve seen all these years that could be trusted wholeheartedly and risk their life for us is nobody else than Jesus,…Black Jesus that is.`

Dòktor ken ta rekorde ainda?

Karikaktura di Dr.Da Costa-Gomez den revista semanal Lorito 1 di oktober 1948

Karikaktura di Dr.Da Costa-Gomez den revista semanal Lorito 1 di oktober 1948

Ora nos ninga di yaya nos historia, kanta gloria di nos baluartenan, spiritunan rebelde, muhenan, hombernan, hobennan ku a briya den presensia aki nos ta defrouda nos mes pasado i futuro den un labatiba sin muchu identidat pa lanta na dje.

Mr. dr. Moises Frumencio da Costa Gomez su fecha natal tabata ayera 27 di oktober (1907-1966). Un dje figuranan politiko mas importante di siglo 20, e molina tras di e disenjo ‘negosha’ di Statuut 1954 ku a duna Aruba, Boneiru, Korsou, Statia, Saba, St. Maarten komo federashon ulandes un grado di outonomia i gobernashon propio despues di un era fastioso di kolonisashon pia abou.

Su historia, kon ela lanta, krese bai studia dal den personanan ku a influensia su karakter te pe bira un emansipado pe pueblo margina no ta muchu konosi te dia djawe. E fundashon ku ta karga e nomber di Dòktor tabata trahando riba un buki di dje i un busto ora universidat di Korsou lo keda kambia pa risibi e nomber di Dòktor. Lo ta bon si pa inspira e generashon hoben pero tambe adulto i mayor di edat ku (nunka a keda kultiva) no tin gana di lesa pa traha un dokumentario di dje.
Lider di partido PAIS Alex Rosario ku ta presidente dje fundashon i lider di partido Nashonal Humphrey Davelaar no por tin niun opstakulo finansiero riba nan kaminda pa nan informa, eduka i emansipa e pueblo tokante e personalidat di Dòktor.

No tin ‘skei trabou’ den e mundu politiko di konsientisa. No por para un proseso di emansipashon i mester tin mas linjanan stret ku prensa pa rekorda pueblo e dia aki i su nifikashon. Tin asina tantu historia pa konta pero Nashonalistanan i sigidonan di Dòktor mes ta soru ku e hombu aki su legasia ta bai perdi.

Pueblo tin ku hanja sa kon Dòktor a influensia sindikalismo, religion ku obispo i iglesia katoliko. Kon ela usa stratagia pa ‘negosha’ Statuut ku gobiernu ulandes i otro islanan i Surnam. Kon su bista tabata pa region Karibe, Latina Amerika. Den kwa forma ela atende ku elite ekonomiko. Su relashon i karakter den prensa kon por deskribi esei. Su kontaktonan ku e pueblo. Un dje kosnan ku tin debate eterno riba dje ta kisorto di vishon di independensia e ta tin? Ki sorto di vishon ekonomiko e ta tin, ki filosofia finansiero? E historia riku di Dòktor ta sklama pa keda plama mei mei di pueblo den formanan moderno di komunikashon sosial konstantemente den un malchi kreativo skibi pero mas importante oudio-visual den un lenga di pueblo.

Si nos no alsa nos mes hendenan ku nan legasia por yuda di traha un malchi fuerte di identidat pa konstrui un pais sosial disiplina ken lo hasie pa nos? E vra di un pueblo debil na balor historiko lo hera trampa pa repitie di nobo nunka.