Over the course of time i have seen many racially based comments about the Haitian people
All i can say is that i have used a Haitian man to do all my handiwork around my homes for the last 6-7 years; when i need him to order bricks cement, rebar, paint, or clean my home he jumps at the chance ( yes im sure he gets a cut out of the sales he brings to the stores at which i purchase) However he is always waiting for me when i pick him up for work, and is reliable to a fault. The life hardship that he faces daily are met a with a smile that rarely leaves his face. he routinely says to me 'Lovemedo you are the best boss in the world, the best boss" he was surprised when i voluntarily paid him overtime for hours worked.... he couldnt believe it. My point is, he works, and always does what he says he will do. I have left him alone on my property and even had a key (only to the front gate) so he could come and mow my grass. I didnt give him a key to my house though...trust doesnt go that far
The second event that occurred between haitians and myself, which would forever more allow me to look favourably upon them, occurred some years ago; I was sitting in the 'residency' goverment offices where you have your picture taken and i noticed a group of Haitians (MMF) looking at me and giggling to themselves. This was followed by 2nd and 3rd looks at me. I smiled back and then one said'; "excuse me you look like movie star, are you movie star?" I said "yes, yes i am... thank you for noticing" "im not accepting signatures or photo requests today though, okay"? Then another female sitting next to me who had heard my response to these people about me being a movie star spoke to me; "ah you movie star" We struck up a scintillating conversation and later got together so she could discover my theatrical talents at greater depth...3.5 inches as it were. Apparently she was an actress too.
The 3rd incident happened upon Cabaretes main beach; out the front of Jose O'sheas; im a friendly chap, i like to wave to people, chat and occasionally cohabitate for short periods of time. Well anyway's id just finished an alcoholiccc beverage from Joses...i think it was the rum punch explosion, anyways it was RED and very f!@kin@ potent. I believe Frank made it for me....shame on you man! jesus Christ i didnt know my tits from my mangina thankgod i had a 100rd deck chair to fall onto. Anyways i fell out of the bar and fell onto the deck chair to recuperate. Along the beach come 5 haitian females of varying aesthetic quality. Well i looked and waved at Ms haiti ( the hot one) and her hot friend but not the other fuglies. I am discriminating, at times. What did i do???? They walked by and started giggling at me and turning around and pointing at my beached assed drunken carcass resting awkwardly upon the deck chair. They stopped and collated for a time and then decollated ...out of that black mess of black mamas stepped the ugliest son of a witch that ever fell out of a womans pastry maker. Guess what she was making a bee line for me. What did i do??? Was i that drunk on Joses rum punch explosion that i wasnt able to see straight and instead of looking at the hotty i was looking at a man mountain of haitian blackness....she strutted towards me wearing her best ankle length skirt, something that apparently doubles as a swimming costume, as well as evening wear...5 seconds later she is sitting next to me. She greeted me in 6 different languages. i feigned ignorance pretending that i didnt come from any of these countries or spoke any of their respective languages. She looked at me incredulously. She didnt understand, I know she was wondering how is it this guy cant speak English. Id be surprised if anyone could speak their native language after one of those rum punch explosions (Jesus Christ Frank, you almost got me accosted)Anyways back to why i wrote this, this woman was remarkably well versed in the languages. I was very impressed. ill never drink Joses rum punch explosion again....NEVER
So yes i am impressed with haitians and would certainly associate with them again.... just not the fugly one's
All i can say is that i have used a Haitian man to do all my handiwork around my homes for the last 6-7 years; when i need him to order bricks cement, rebar, paint, or clean my home he jumps at the chance ( yes im sure he gets a cut out of the sales he brings to the stores at which i purchase) However he is always waiting for me when i pick him up for work, and is reliable to a fault. The life hardship that he faces daily are met a with a smile that rarely leaves his face. he routinely says to me 'Lovemedo you are the best boss in the world, the best boss" he was surprised when i voluntarily paid him overtime for hours worked.... he couldnt believe it. My point is, he works, and always does what he says he will do. I have left him alone on my property and even had a key (only to the front gate) so he could come and mow my grass. I didnt give him a key to my house though...trust doesnt go that far
The second event that occurred between haitians and myself, which would forever more allow me to look favourably upon them, occurred some years ago; I was sitting in the 'residency' goverment offices where you have your picture taken and i noticed a group of Haitians (MMF) looking at me and giggling to themselves. This was followed by 2nd and 3rd looks at me. I smiled back and then one said'; "excuse me you look like movie star, are you movie star?" I said "yes, yes i am... thank you for noticing" "im not accepting signatures or photo requests today though, okay"? Then another female sitting next to me who had heard my response to these people about me being a movie star spoke to me; "ah you movie star" We struck up a scintillating conversation and later got together so she could discover my theatrical talents at greater depth...3.5 inches as it were. Apparently she was an actress too.
The 3rd incident happened upon Cabaretes main beach; out the front of Jose O'sheas; im a friendly chap, i like to wave to people, chat and occasionally cohabitate for short periods of time. Well anyway's id just finished an alcoholiccc beverage from Joses...i think it was the rum punch explosion, anyways it was RED and very f!@kin@ potent. I believe Frank made it for me....shame on you man! jesus Christ i didnt know my tits from my mangina thankgod i had a 100rd deck chair to fall onto. Anyways i fell out of the bar and fell onto the deck chair to recuperate. Along the beach come 5 haitian females of varying aesthetic quality. Well i looked and waved at Ms haiti ( the hot one) and her hot friend but not the other fuglies. I am discriminating, at times. What did i do???? They walked by and started giggling at me and turning around and pointing at my beached assed drunken carcass resting awkwardly upon the deck chair. They stopped and collated for a time and then decollated ...out of that black mess of black mamas stepped the ugliest son of a witch that ever fell out of a womans pastry maker. Guess what she was making a bee line for me. What did i do??? Was i that drunk on Joses rum punch explosion that i wasnt able to see straight and instead of looking at the hotty i was looking at a man mountain of haitian blackness....she strutted towards me wearing her best ankle length skirt, something that apparently doubles as a swimming costume, as well as evening wear...5 seconds later she is sitting next to me. She greeted me in 6 different languages. i feigned ignorance pretending that i didnt come from any of these countries or spoke any of their respective languages. She looked at me incredulously. She didnt understand, I know she was wondering how is it this guy cant speak English. Id be surprised if anyone could speak their native language after one of those rum punch explosions (Jesus Christ Frank, you almost got me accosted)Anyways back to why i wrote this, this woman was remarkably well versed in the languages. I was very impressed. ill never drink Joses rum punch explosion again....NEVER
So yes i am impressed with haitians and would certainly associate with them again.... just not the fugly one's