January, After the Wind Has Passed: A Quiet Case for Building the Jamaican Dream

There is a particular stillness that settles over Jamaica in January. It is not silence—this island is never silent—but a pause. A collective breath drawn after the long exhale of Christmas, after the reckoning of bills, after the winds have passed and the debris is slowly gathered into piles along the roadside. This year, that stillness feels heavier. …