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Appeal to GOVERNOR GENERAL /COOPER'S PEN TRELAWNY.

 AN OPEN LETTER TO HIS EXCELLENCY THE GOVERNOR-GENERAL OF JAMAICA His Excellency the Most Hon. Sir Patrick Allen, ON, GCMG, CD, K St J Governor-General of Jamaica King's House Kingston August 22, 2026 RE: URGENT APPEAL ON BEHALF OF THE DISPLACED CITIZENS OF COOPER'S PEN, TRELAWNY — ENFORCEMENT OF INDIGENOUS AND HUMAN RIGHTS PROTECTIONS UNDER ILO CONVENTION 169 AND THE UNITED NATIONS CHARTER Your Excellency, We write to you as the citizens of Cooper's Pen, Trelawny, whose homes were recently demolished, together with the Maroon leadership of Furry Town who stand with us in this appeal. We come to Your Excellency not out of disrespect for the institutions of the State, but out of trust that the Office of the Governor-General still stands as a guardian of the rights and dignity of every Jamaican — including those of us descended from the Maroon and indigenous peoples who have occupied and defended these lands for generations. The Harm Done In recent days, bulldozers moved thro...
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The tribute to Fantan Mojah By Fabian Stennett

 Rest in Power, General: A Lecture on the Life of Fantan Mojah Delivered by Fabian Stennett, Chief of Furry Town Maroons Gather close, my people. Gather close, because today we are not simply remembering a man — we are studying a life, the way an elder studies the roots of an old tree before he tells the young ones how it grew so tall. Today's lesson is on a General. Not a general of armies, not a general of guns — but a General of Voice. A General of Spirit. Owen Lennox Moncrieffe, whom the world would come to salute as Fantan Mojah. Let us begin where every root begins — in the ground. White Hill, St. Elizabeth. Jamaica's breadbasket, they call it — and is it not fitting? For out of that same fertile soil that feeds a nation's body came a boy who would one day feed a nation's spirit. Born the fifth of August, 1976. Before this child had even reached ten years old, he was already standing before crowds, already letting sound escape him that a whole parish would stop to...

Tribute to David kukudoo mcdermot

 A Lecture in Tribute to David "Kukudoo" McDermott Delivered by Fabian Stennett, Chief of Furry Town, on behalf of the Jamaican Maroon Community Good afternoon. I want to begin not with sentiment, but with a question worth serious study: how does a nation preserve its spiritual memory when so much of that memory was never written down? For the Maroon people, and for Jamaica's Revivalist tradition more broadly, the answer has always been sound — song, rhythm, and voice functioning as archive. Today I want to examine one man's contribution to that archive: David "Kukudoo" McDermott, born and raised in the March Pen area of Spanish Town, St Catherine.   First, consider his origin. Kukudoo did not begin in a recording studio. He began at a nine-night — the "dead yard" gathering where communities keep vigil for the dead — when a church band's performance was captured on tape by an engineer present that evening.  This is not incidental biography; it ...

Condolences To The Family and Frinds of FANTON MOJAH

Statement of Condolence Issued by Fabian Stennett, Chief of Furry Town Maroons, on behalf of the Maroons of St. James and St. Elizabeth The Maroons of St. James and St. Elizabeth join the nation and the wider reggae fraternity in mourning the passing of Fantan Mojah (Owen Lennox Moncrieffe), a proud son of St. Elizabeth whose voice carried the spirit of Rastafari, resilience, and truth to the world. Fantan Mojah's journey — from White Hill to international stages — embodied the same fighting spirit that has always defined our Maroon heritage: the will to rise, to speak truth to power, and to remain rooted in identity and faith no matter the distance travelled. His music gave voice to struggles and hopes shared across our communities, and his passing leaves a silence that will be deeply felt. On behalf of the Maroons of St. James and St. Elizabeth, we extend our deepest condolences to his children, family, the Bobo Ashanti community, and all who loved him through his music. May his ...

Honor to Babsy grange By Fabian Stennett

 Distinguished guests, cultural ambassadors, artists, and beloved members of our Jamaican family— I stand before you today as Chief of the Furry Town Maroons, grounded in ancestral strength and guided by heritage, to pay tribute to a true cultural specialist—The Right Honourable Olivia “Babsy” Grange. Minister Grange is not simply a leader in title—she is a specialist in the art of nation-building through culture. With precision, passion, and purpose, she has curated, protected, and elevated Jamaica’s identity, ensuring that our traditions are not only preserved but empowered to thrive in a modern world. From the sacred rhythms of Maroon heritage to the pulsating energy of Kingston’s dancehall, she has mastered the delicate balance between preservation and progression. She understands that culture is not static—it is alive, and it must be guided by those with vision and discipline. Her work in reggae and dancehall stands as a testament to that expertise. During her tenure with SPEC...

MAROON BLOOD : RISE OF THE SANCTUARY BY FABIAN STENNETT

 πŸŒΏπŸ”₯ MAROON BLOOD: RISE OF THE SANCTUARY πŸ”₯🌿By Fabian Stennett  A Billboard-Style Blockbuster Story The drums thunder across Pumpkin Hill. The sky glows in Red, Gold, Green — and deep Burgundy. Four sacred colors. One unbreakable covenant. From Charles Town to Moore Town, from Scotts Hall to the warrior stronghold of Accompong, the banners rise. πŸ”΄ Red — the blood of the ancestors. 🟑 Gold — the divine royalty within the people. 🟒 Green — the sacred mountains that sheltered freedom. πŸŸ₯ Burgundy — the royal Maroon standard of sovereignty and sacrifice. At the Great Reunion Fire, the Burgundy Banner is lifted high — bearing the sacred Court of Arms: ⚔️ The Rifle — defender of land and liberty. πŸ—‘️ The Spear — ancestral courage and warrior spirit. πŸ“― The Abeng — the ancient horn whose sound once echoed through the hills, calling the Maroons to unity and resistance. The banner does not flutter. It commands. It remembers. It unites. πŸ‘‘ Crown Prince Miguel Collins stands crowned ...

Mama Uda by Fabian Stennett

 Ballad of Mama Uda’s Kitchen Fire Written by Fabian Stennett Before the hills kissed morning light, And dew still clung to cane, Mama Uda woke the yard alive Before the cock crowed again. Her footsteps hummed on earthen floor, Soft as a chapel song, While coal-fire glowed beneath the pot Where hungry hearts belong. The coffee beat in the mata bowl, Rich scent fill the air, Mama Uda stir it strong and dark With loving hands and care. She grated cassava on the grater board, Steel teeth scrape so sweet, Back and forth with steady hands, Keeping old-time rhythm beat. Andrae run come through the yard, Barefoot in the dew, While Zandria laugh beside the gate, Calling, “Mama, how yuh do?” Little Aaliyah hold the spoon, Trying hard to stir, Monty wait beside the fire For the first roast breadfruit share. Windel split the coconut shell, Novelette season the pot, While rundown bubble thick and rich With all the love she got. Kingsley and Uncle Manzie Sit beneath the tree, Telling stories of...