This man whose name rhymes with poui has been singing songs of bobol. He sang about banning paint from J’Ouvert, removing Carnival from the place where it was born and shutting down the spots we all love.
As we are all aware, he was successful in undressing the strip that has helped our social lives flourish. The vibe of our beloved Avenue with the most organic liming spots was taken away. Bars, tattoo shops & restaurants suffered. The hard-working doubles, gyro and burger cart saw an immediate dip in revenue. Something that developed so quickly was just as quickly…CTRL + ALT+ DELETE. Gone!
Study this: every other major city in the world invests millions of $$$$$$ to create what was a natural occurrence in Trinidad. The Avenue was a self-sustained strip that was the inspiration for songs (Machel- The Avenue) and a tourism booster.
Did you know that quite a few residents in Woodbrook did not want the Avenue to return to a ghost town? But that’s not the end of the stickiness, in this case there is more molasses than rum.
The questions that surround this illogical judgement of the Avenue are as follows:
- If the Avenue increased real estate value for residents, why did they “aggressively” seek the shutting down of bars?
- Does anyone not think it strange that you can park and piss wherever the hell you want in St. James without being towed or reprimanded?
- Why did La Habana get back their bar license while Frankie’s was denied?
- Our mayor has instead proposed a mental hospital should be built… on Ariapita Avenue.” –based on Guardian article published: Friday, March 29, 2013.
