I have been criticized because my blog criticize my corrupt government. I returned to the United States and worked for the Democratic Party and their advisor, who refused to pay me. I blogged about it. My punishment was to be called everything, stripper, streetwalker, hooker, drug addict everything. They threw everything hoping it would stick. 4 years later they are sorely disappointed. They took me mother to destroy and mentally break me, and within months she was dead. As a Caribbean woman I believe that she like my grandmother and Lokay are now watching and protecting me. My mother was a fighter before the alzheimers and Roumou family greed put her in the ground. But she's still watching me, So is my grandmother. The photo below is the statue of my great great great grandmother. They call her One Tay Tay Lokay, and my family loathe hearing about her, she is a reminder of our slave past, but she was more than a slave. She was a runaway slave, who spent her life rescue other slaves to other islands. She hid in the hills of Golden Rock, and the Dutch slave masters sent Posse after posse after her, they couldn't catch her. She was eventually turned over to the Dutch by her own ROUMOU family for a few coins. She was so loathed by the Dutch that they didn't just want to kill her, they wanted to make he an example. So they chopped off her breast (Tay Tay means breast in patois) She is called One Tay Tay Lokay because he breast was chopped off. This is on a tropical island two hundred years ago, no antibiotics. She was supposed to suffer than die. She escaped to the hills... AND SURVIVED!!!

AND CONTINUE TO RESCUE SLAVES UNTIL GOD DECIDED IT WAS TIME TO LET HER MEET HER MAKER.

My mother was a fighter, my grandmother was a fighter who was abused by my granddad for over 40 years, brutal beatings, and still she outlived him.

These are my blood, my roots, my genetics. When I stand up and defend myself, why are people surprised?

I come from pure, rebellious, intelligent stock.

The only difference is I use my computer.

I have been turned on by family, I lost my mother, they hoped that I would have a nervous break down I didn't, I've lost most, and here I am blogging.And I will blog until it's time for me to go home :)