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It has been a while since I wrote a tech blog post. Where to begin? Problems. We have problems. We need solutions and sometimes tech can be used to solve those problems. There are limited resources and there is a disconnect between those facing the problems and those tasked with solving the problems. There is a new AI focused ministry attachment. Maybe what we really need is a ministry of problem solving. MOPS for short. Honestly I think much of our problems would be solved if we bring back the love. Love for each other and love for God. What we love for ourselves, we love for others.

Our measure of success would be the human development index. Currently we rank 60th out of 193 countries. Amidst all the problems there is much to be grateful for but we can and should do better. Much of what happens in Trinidad is affected by the ugly politics. We have an illusion of democracy. What we really have is a prolonged battle between the two main tribes. Too much energy is wasted in battle and in fighting. I think time spent fighting could be better spent loving. Messages and actions of division could be replaced with love and unity.

The nice thing about bringing back the love is that we do not have to wait on the politicians. We can lead the way with one act of kindness at a time. When we complain about politics and politicians, we are really complaining about ourselves. We give them the power to continue with what does not work for us. We feed the politics with our own words and actions. If we really wanted to fix the politics and the problems we could have done so a long time ago instead we feed into it and those who benefit from it are less likely to change it.

Since we are so heavily focused on AI these days, I asked my friend Chatty to share his thoughts? How would he make sense of what I am thinking and saying? He says that I am yearning for solutions, not just tech fixes but a cultural shift rooted in empathy, unity, and love—love for each other, for God, and for the greater good. While AI and innovation offer tools, the deeper problem lies in disconnection—between people, between power and purpose. A Ministry of Problem Solving (MOPS) sounds radical, but maybe what we need more is a movement of people who choose kindness over conflict, collaboration over tribalism. Real change starts not with politicians, but with us—one loving, courageous act at a time.
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