Bahamian creators are building audiences of millions. Now it's time to turn that influence into income, backed by the full support of the government. This is opportunity. This is a movement.
An exclusive gathering of creators, government leaders, and platform partners charting the future of the digital economy.
Sunday, March 29, 2026 - 4:00 PM to 8:00 PM. Nassau, The Bahamas
This report provides a data-driven analysis of the demographic trends between the Haitian population and natural-born Bahamians. It examines current statistics, growth projections, and the potential socio-economic impacts of these shifts.
Join
us April 10th–12th, 2026 for The Bahamas’ Premier Agricultural Event,
where agriculture, marine resources, culture, and innovation come
together in one dynamic experience.
Visitors
can look forward to hands-on backyard farming experiences, hydroponics
and livestock masterclasses, marine discovery exhibits, agricultural
talks and demonstrations, a marketplace featuring 100+ Bahamian
artisans, live culinary showcases by local chefs, Junkanoo rushouts,
school bands, and a fun-filled kiddie adventure zone for the entire
family.
This is more than an expo; it’s a celebration of food security, innovation, and Bahamian talent.
Stay tuned for more updates via @moamrbahamas.
Ph: 242-427-3520 | 242-397-7400
Food • Farming • Fun
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Visit The Bahamas' Ministry of Agriculture and Marine Resources
The CAPAS Bill is now law. For years, talented young Bahamians lacked the support to take their craft further. Now, they have a place to train, grow, and build careers in the creative arts - right here at home.
In the vibrant tapestry of The Bahamas where every thread is woven with the profound love for the performing arts, CAPAS stands proudly as architects of dreams, sculpting aspirations into breathtaking masterpieces.Learn more at capas.gov.bs
Sir Durward Randolph Knowles stands as one of the most important figures in the history of The Bahamas. More than just an Olympic champion, he became a national symbol of excellence, perseverance, and pride. His life stretched across a century, and in that time, he helped shape not only Bahamian sailing but the country’s identity on the world stage.
Across the global sky, thin white ribbons of condensation trailing behind high-altitude aircraft are a common sight. To the scientific community, these are "contrails"—short for condensation trails—a well-understood byproduct of jet engine combustion. However, for a significant and vocal segment of the population, these lines represent something far more sinister: "chemtrails." Proponents of the chemtrail conspiracy theory allege that these trails are not mere ice crystals, but a deliberate, clandestine spraying of chemical or biological agents. This essay explores the origins of this theory, the scientific mechanics that debunk it, the psychological drivers behind its persistence, and its intersection with modern discussions on geoengineering and climate change.
The surnames of the Commonwealth of The Bahamas—names like Rolle, Bain, Ferguson, Johnson, and Bethel—carry the weight of centuries of history. To the casual observer, they appear to be standard Anglo-Saxon or Scottish family names. However, for the majority of Bahamians of African descent, these names are not merely identifiers; they are historical markers of the colonial era, the plantation system, and the eventual transition from enslavement to freedom. Understanding where these names come from requires looking back at the arrival of the British Loyalists and the profound impact of the 1834 Emancipation Act.
The “Art in Bloom” festival is set to transform the lush grounds of the Leon Levy Native Plant Preserve in Eleuthera, Bahamas, into a vibrant gallery of culture and color this Saturday, March 21. Originally known as “Art in the Park,” this annual spring fundraiser is hosted by The Bahamas National Trust and serves as a premier showcase for the island’s unique intersection of natural beauty and human creativity. Visitors can expect to wander through 25 acres of indigenous flora while discovering a diverse array of works from local painters, sculptors, and craftspeople.
The island of Andros does not welcome visitors; it merely tolerates them. It is a land of "blue holes"—bottomless limestone pits that breathe with the tides—and "coppice" forests so thick that a man can vanish ten feet from the road. To the locals, it is a place where the veil between the living and the spirit world is worn thin by the salt spray and the constant whispering of the casuarina trees.
Father Elias Cox arrived on the mail boat from Nassau during the hottest July in fifty years. He was a man of the cloth, but also a man of the soil, born in the Family Islands and educated in the cold cathedrals of England. He had returned to find his childhood home gripped by a sickness that the doctors in the capital couldn't name.
"It isn't a fever, Father," whispered Old Ma’ Tilda, the village midwife, as Elias sat in her small wooden shack in Staniard Creek. "It’s a draining. They wake up pale as the sand on the sandbanks, with a thirst that water can't quench, and eyes that see things in the corners of the room."
Elias looked at the girl lying on the cot—Tilda’s granddaughter, Seraphina. Her skin was a translucent grey. On her neck, hidden just beneath the jawline, were two small, puckered marks. They weren't clean punctures. They looked like they had been made by something with teeth designed for tearing, yet they were sealed with a strange, dark resin.
"Obeah," Elias muttered, the word tasting like copper in his mouth.
"Worse," Tilda replied, clutching her wooden cross. "They call them the Bolom. But these aren't just spirits. They walk. They have shadows. And they serve the man in the Silk Cotton Grove."
The precipice is narrow, and the drop is vastly deep,
Yet millions walk the jagged line before they go to sleep.
We dance upon the border where the safety starts to fade,
Ignoring every warning that the cautious mind has made.
From the pulse of reckless engines to the lure of easy gold,
Here is the tale of modern risks, a story often told.
The Rush of the Machine
The needle hits the hundred mark, the asphalt is a blur,
A symphony of pistons and a high-octane purr.
We weave between the lanes of steel, a needle through a cloth,
Attracted to the headlights like a frantic, frenzied moth.
No belt can hold the ego when the spirit wants to fly,
But gravity is patient underneath the midnight sky.
One patch of oil, one lapse of sight, one phone screen’s glowing light,
Can turn a morning commute into an everlasting night.
The Gamble of the Gut
We feast on salt and sugar, on the fats that slow the beat,
And treat the temple of the soul like trash upon the street.
The heart, a steady drummer, starts to skip a heavy pace,
While we ignore the lines of grey appearing on the face.
"I’ll start the change tomorrow," is the anthem of the weak,
As we climb the greasy mountain toward a hollow, plastic peak.
To live upon the edge of health is a slow and silent fall,
Until the body breaks beneath the weight of it all.
The terminology used to categorize nations—"First World" and "Third World"—is among the most recognized yet misunderstood concepts in modern geopolitics. While these labels are often used today as shorthand for "wealthy" and "poor," their origins were rooted not in economics, but in the tense political landscape of the Cold War. In the twenty-first century, as the global economy becomes increasingly interconnected and technological, these rigid classifications are often challenged by the reality of "middle-income" and "emerging" economies. The Commonwealth of The Bahamas stands as a primary example of this complexity: a nation with high per capita income and a stable democracy, yet one that still grapples with the structural vulnerabilities typical of developing states. This essay explores the definitions of these tiers of development, assesses the current standing of The Bahamas, and outlines the strategic imperatives necessary for the nation to solidify its status as a fully developed, "First World" power.
