Carine Fabius

Democrats: How to Break Through the Confusion

It’s been awhile since I posted anything, what with life and all. But as I confer with left-leaning friends and strangers alike about the depressing state of our electoral affairs, something has been nagging at me and I want to make a suggestion. It hardly bears repeating that we Democrats are in a state of confusion and anxiety as to who to vote for in the upcoming primary. At this late date, many are still undecided. Why? Here are the Read More…

True Confession

Wildflowers in Point Mugu I’ve decided it’s time to bare my soul, come clean, and admit it: I don’t like hiking. I can hear the collective groan. What?? Before you get all judgmental and start leaving nasty comments about how I’m just lazy (which I am), let me make my case: First of all, I didn’t say I don’t like being out in nature, communing with trees and leaves and flowers and the earth from which I came. I said I don’t Read More…

The Internet Is Turning Us Into A Bunch of Rude, Whining Dunderheads

I remember a time when, if you were unhappy with something you bought at a store, you would return the product or call and ask to speak to the manager. What happens nowadays? One-star review on Amazon, Yelp, etc.          This product is crap! The applicator tip was missing and the box arrived crushed! I would have given it 0 stars if I could. Complete waste of time!!! The missing applicator tip was the result of human error; Read More…

The Wannabe Macoute

Back in the 60s and 70s, the paramilitary Tonton Macoutes held sway over Haitian society, doing the bidding of dictator Francois “Papa Doc” Duvalier, assassinating and disappearing between 30,000 and 60,000 people. Since then, the term “macoute” has come to mean something less overtly dangerous and criminal, though sinister nonetheless. Today being called a macoute means you are someone dreaming of the good ole days of authoritarianism, whereby you get your way through intimidation, strong-arm tactics and implied bodily harm. Read More…

My Country Is Not a Shithole

You know what comes out of a shithole? Shit. Haiti is: Poor? Check. Politically unstable? Check. Literacy rate? 65%. If you are poor, does that mean you’re shit? If you live in a politically unstable environment, does that put you in the “excrement” category? If your country does not provide you with an affordable education, does that equate you with fecal waste? In 2015 over 43 million Americans were living in poverty. Since the election of Donald Trump, Americans have been living Read More…