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Wednesday, April 23, 2025

Before the ballot: What Angela Cropper knew about power

by

Ira Mathur
17 days ago
20250404

Some­where be­tween the scorched pol­i­cy pa­pers and the bright plas­tic of cam­paign para­pher­na­lia, we for­get the women who did not raise their voic­es—but made them­selves im­pos­si­ble to ig­nore. An­gela Saro­janie Crop­per was one of them. Econ­o­mist. Lawyer. En­vi­ron­men­tal­ist. Builder of in­sti­tu­tions. The kind of woman who walked in­to a room and changed it, not by force, but by a clar­i­ty so un­flinch­ing it could feel like grace.

She stood for some­thing al­most un­recog­nis­able in to­day’s pub­lic life: a be­lief in a cul­ture not as en­ter­tain­ment or back­ground mu­sic but as a moral com­pass.

Be­fore the list of posts and prizes, we should let her speak. In 2007, ad­dress­ing grad­u­ates of the Fac­ul­ty of Hu­man­i­ties and Ed­u­ca­tion at the Uni­ver­si­ty of the West In­dies, she turned from cel­e­bra­tion to scruti­ny. She held up not a mir­ror to who we wished to be but to who we had be­come. Her speech reads now like prophe­cy.

An­gela Crop­per’s 2007 UWI Ad­dress:

Ex­cerpts from the fea­ture ad­dress de­liv­ered by An­gela Crop­per to Hu­man­i­ties and Ed­u­ca­tion grad­u­at­ing stu­dents at the Uni­ver­si­ty of the West In­dies, St Au­gus­tine, Trinidad, 2007.

“I in­tend this evening to try and crys­tallise facets of our way of be­ing in T&T and the Caribbean–facets which I think all groups man­i­fest, ir­re­spec­tive of their ori­gins and rit­u­als.

“These are char­ac­ter­is­tics of our Caribbean cul­ture that uni­fy us more than those things to which we of­ten lay, though they may be present to dif­fer­ent de­grees in var­i­ous so­ci­eties …

“Cul­ture of ma­te­ri­al­ism

The first facet I want to draw out is our cul­ture of ma­te­ri­al­ism. This is our dom­i­nant eth­ic, not lim­it­ed to the Caribbean. We are led along in this by oth­ers, and not hav­ing the con­fi­dence to for­mu­late and po­si­tion our own world­view in con­tradis­tinc­tion, we al­low this to be­come a dom­i­nant facet of our own cul­ture, will­ing­ly adopt­ed, not re­sist­ed.

Our ca­pit­u­la­tion is re­in­forced by the of­fi­cial en­dorse­ment that the mon­e­tary val­ue of the prod­uct we gen­er­ate is the ul­ti­mate mea­sure of our progress, achieve­ment, and de­vel­op­ment as a so­ci­ety. This mea­sure is the dom­i­nant one in T&T’s 20/20 Vi­sion.

“Here, in T&T, we have be­come part of the ex­trac­tive mind­set of the in­dus­tri­al or­der, with no con­cern about sus­tain­abil­i­ty and lit­tle re­gard for in­ter-gen­er­a­tional eq­ui­ty. We are scorn­ful of the no­tion that hu­man­i­ty must har­monise its de­mands with Earth’s ca­pac­i­ties. Our ma­te­ri­al­ism is lead­ing us to be­come dis­con­nect­ed from our phys­i­cal place and from one an­oth­er.

“Cul­ture of in­di­vid­u­al­ism

Then, I want to draw at­ten­tion to our cul­ture of in­di­vid­u­al­ism: each per­son for her­self, “me” at the ex­pense of the “oth­er,” a break­down of the au­thor­i­ty and sta­bil­i­ty of fam­i­ly, school, and com­mu­ni­ty, and scant re­gard for the val­ue of those re­la­tion­ships for cre­at­ing and sus­tain­ing the so­cial or­der.

“Cul­ture of civic com­pla­cen­cy

Third, our cul­ture of civic com­pla­cen­cy is ev­i­dent in so many ways, per­haps be­cause of our pre­oc­cu­pa­tion with ma­te­r­i­al progress, com­pound­ed by the cul­ture of in­di­vid­u­al­ism. We take lais­sez-faire in­to new realms. What are the im­pli­ca­tions of this for our cul­ture of democ­ra­cy?

Caribbean so­ci­eties can rise out of a com­pla­cent stu­por and say enough is enough. We do have that ca­pac­i­ty to rise up as a body politic, let our voice be heard, and res­cue our­selves from our five-year­ly car­i­ca­ture of democ­ra­cy, but we do not of­ten be­stir our­selves to do so. There are, how­ev­er, some blocks up­on which to build a new cul­ture of Caribbean cit­i­zen­ship.

“Cul­ture of vi­o­lence

Fourth is our cul­ture of vi­o­lence, which is emerg­ing as a dom­i­nant char­ac­ter­is­tic through­out the Caribbean. Vi­o­lence has been a long-stand­ing as­pect of po­lit­i­cal, fam­i­ly and gen­der re­la­tions in the Caribbean, but it is now be­com­ing the rou­tine means for deal­ing with even in­con­se­quen­tial con­flicts; it is the tool of the cul­ture of ma­te­ri­al­ism, and it is fu­elling a cul­ture of crim­i­nal­i­ty.

“Cul­ture of cor­rup­tion

Fifth is the cul­ture of cor­rup­tion. In T&T, we take pride in find­ing loop­holes, cir­cum­vent­ing reg­u­la­tions, and evad­ing the law. Our Caribbean com­pa­tri­ots’ long-stand­ing per­cep­tion of the “Trick­i­da­di­an” is not with­out some ba­sis.

This facet of our cul­ture re­veals it­self in some na­tion­al gems: “no damn dog bark,” “all ah we tief,” “pol­i­tics has its own moral­i­ty.” These state­ments have be­come em­blem­at­ic. No doubt they have their equiv­a­lent in oth­er Caribbean coun­tries.

“Cul­ture of half-ar­sed-ness

And then there is the Caribbean ten­den­cy to do on­ly as lit­tle as would get us by, to go for cos­met­ic rather than fun­da­men­tal changes. Though we make many claims, it is per­haps on­ly in the Arts and Sports that we can be said to have man­i­fest­ed a cul­ture of ex­cel­lence.

As an ex­am­ple of this, I in­vite you to look at our at­tempt to make the city of Port-of-Spain user-friend­ly to Span­ish-speak­ing vis­i­tors as part of the cam­paign to woo the head­quar­ters of the Free Trade Area of the Amer­i­c­as: you will see that some street signs have been ren­dered in Span­ish, but they are very few and lim­it­ed in range.

I had to coin a word to de­scribe this ten­den­cy, which is not in the lit­er­a­ture. I call it the cul­ture of half-ar­sed­ness. We can find ex­am­ples of this through­out the Caribbean.

“Cul­ture of ni­hilism

The above facets all ac­cu­mu­late to­wards an ab­sence of feel­ings, of val­ue for non-ma­te­r­i­al as­pects of life and re­la­tion­ships, a dis­re­gard for moral prin­ci­ples, and an ab­sence of soul. And I won­der if we are not see­ing the set­ting in a cul­ture of ni­hilism.

“We need a cul­ture of car­ing and com­pas­sion just when we need to re­gain fam­i­ly and com­mu­ni­ty re­la­tion­ships as path­ways to heal­ing, just when we need to re­in­state a foun­da­tion of moral prin­ci­ples to guide per­son­al, pub­lic, and po­lit­i­cal be­hav­iour.

“To stu­dents: You have a big re­spon­si­bil­i­ty to de­cide which of our cul­tur­al at­trib­ut­es are wor­thy of sus­tain­ing. This se­lec­tion process will have to be pred­i­cat­ed on some frame­work of val­ues in the larg­er con­text of the char­ac­ter of Caribbean so­ci­ety that we might work to­wards and the char­ac­ter of the glob­al civil­i­sa­tion to which we would want to con­tribute.”

— End of Ex­cerpt —

An­gela Crop­per of­fered no false com­fort. She nev­er did. What she of­fered was clar­i­ty. Crop­per’s speech, both sting­ing and ten­der, reads like an ur­gent let­ter to a fu­ture that had al­ready for­got­ten how to read. And it wasn’t just rhetoric. Her life was the foot­note to that speech.

An­gela Crop­per was born in 1946 in rur­al Trinidad, one of 12 chil­dren. She was the first in her fam­i­ly to at­tend sec­ondary school—Na­pari­ma Girls’ High, then UWI, where she stud­ied eco­nom­ics with Lloyd Best, fol­lowed by law at Cave Hill.

Her reach was glob­al: ad­vis­er at the UNDP, di­rec­tor at Cari­com, co-chair of the Mil­len­ni­um Ecosys­tem As­sess­ment, ex­ec­u­tive sec­re­tary of the UN Con­ven­tion on Bi­o­log­i­cal Di­ver­si­ty.

In 2007, Ban Ki-moon ap­point­ed her deputy ex­ec­u­tive di­rec­tor of UN­EP. But she nev­er stopped lis­ten­ing to the Caribbean’s small, ur­gent voic­es.

In 2000, she found­ed the Crop­per Foun­da­tion with her hus­band, John–an en­gine for cul­tur­al writ­ing and in­de­pen­dent thought. She men­tored many, es­pe­cial­ly young women. Her man­ner was spare and dis­ci­plined. “Ex­cel­lence”, she said, “should be a cul­tur­al im­per­a­tive, not an anom­aly.”

She knew loss. Her son De­vanand died at 20. Three years lat­er, her hus­band, sis­ter, and moth­er were mur­dered in a rob­bery. She spoke lit­tle of it. Grief did not si­lence her work.

Even as can­cer over­took her, she con­tin­ued—ad­vis­ing, lec­tur­ing, re­fus­ing self-pity. She died in Lon­don in 2012, at her broth­er’s home, aged 66.

She left no slo­gans, no spec­ta­cle, just rigour, ethics, and a re­gion bet­ter for her pres­ence.

As an­oth­er elec­tion ap­proach­es in T&T, let her life stand as a guide. Lead­er­ship is not noise or van­i­ty. It is pa­tience, pre­ci­sion, and re­straint. She had pow­er and chose to serve, a pow­er­ful les­son for those seek­ing pow­er.

Ira Math­ur is a Guardian Me­dia jour­nal­ist and the win­ner of the 2023 OCM Bo­cas Prize for Non-Fic­tion for her mem­oir, Love The Dark Days.


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