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Colin Robinson

Sunday, July 16, 2017
My last column couldn’t fit all the inspiring post-SEA messages for families with children bound for the nation’s lowest-ranked secondary schools that I received from a generation of high achievers wh
Sunday, July 9, 2017
To the 12- and 13-year-olds who didn’t pass for “prestige schools” last week, and to those who love and parent them:
Sunday, July 2, 2017
​Dearest Jenny: Vee posted on Facebook last week. And I quickly switched on the flatscreen. To Parliament TV. There you were. Dressed to the nines on Channel 11, as always.
Monday, June 26, 2017
​I’ve been writing about Black men and boys a lot. One, who walked into a room with several others seven years ago saying they wanted to be LGBT allies, told me he wants to write a newspaper column.
Sunday, June 18, 2017
Attillah Springer had the quote of the week.
Monday, June 12, 2017
​Somebody’s 17-year-old son hailed me up some time ago. On one of the popular gay hookup/dating sites. They restrict membership to people over 18.
Sunday, June 4, 2017
I’m probably not an innocent observer of the ongoing high drama in the judiciary cascading from the most recent appointments to the high court bench.
Sunday, May 28, 2017
People shouldn’t only end up in this column only when I sing a calypso on them.
Sunday, May 21, 2017
In an expressive culture like ours, so firmly rooted in piercing oral irony and spontaneous joking—one that produces incredible, unpolished sensations like Rankin Kia Boss—it’s a shame our stage comed
Sunday, May 14, 2017
Poetry filled up NAPA last month-end. Fuller than the grandstand for Dimanche Gras. Grandmothers. A tassa section. A screaming posse from Tobago. $200-a-ticket poetry.

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