Thoughts of a minibus traveller

Dreams.. Last night I dreamed that there was a spring tide and some river flooded my yard and area with clear clean water. This morning of the 52nd Republic Anniversary of Guyana, part of the yard is flooded as the rain pours. The pumps might be working. At some point last night I remember thinking that maybe the clear clean water meant to wash away things and that no stink x dutty water remains.  I can put the meaning to the dreams as I want. And so as the rain falls , and the water is there waiting to move away..  'Haul dey stink and dutty" The PPP Government is pushing its One Guyana agenda. You either One with them, or not. And then we hear that the PPP Government is having as one of its Unifying One Guyana events for Mashramani, an event Stink X Dutty.  I am neither PPP nor PNC, but I am one with the PPP and PNC and whatever else is left for Guyana.  I check the origins of stink x dutty and see that Machel Montanan and Bunji Garlin have a song.. and referring I think to

  "Like you nah mean fuh plant nuttin'" the minibus driver tells me as I jump in the front seat and fix the two salt bags of the weekly market produce so that the tomato and the banana dont' crush  and he could see the rear view mirror.  ' Nah.. me han gat blight.. some ah we gah fuh buy, nah everybady can plant'' I tell him and he said 'arite'. Another time I told him that it was not food in the bag, but aile money which I could not keep in the bank. He said 'arite' then too. I don't worry about the seat belt as I imagine that the tomato and the banana and maybe the pineapple and ochro and plantain chips and so on might together buffer a crash.  Saturday morning and I am relieved that there is no rain because holding umbrella and two salt bags while trying to manage wallet and money 'look yuh money fall down' is not as good as just slowly walking through the market and looking at all the nice fruits and vegetables and imagini