After yesterday's question somebody in the government decided to start hyping Gustav (the clouds over Haiti) as a hurricane. I hear people buying up groceries and battening down windows. Dem clouds been over there for like a week. You'd think people know what a hurricane looks like by now.
I hope the OUR is looking into those JPS billing problems as of recent.
So back to the issue of yesterday's question. I propose we capture Haiti. We'll call it New Jamaica. Even though my technical advisors are not in agreement with my brilliant plan, a bigger island would allow us to do "big island stuff" and work on the whole "brand Jamaica" thing. Cuba is out of the question - too many issues, too many issues. All in favour say yay.
As shock ripped through the island like bad case of heart burn. It had seemed like a sure win. If I had a video camera shown the sound of silent shock that ripped through the face of the audience as the announcer continued after stating "Jamaica has lost". Its like having your cake and getting a free one which you proceed to drop in a river.
People set out for the work day dress in the black, green and GOLD colors of the national flag tears of disappointment ran down their faces. Many wagonists blamed it on not having fresh legs in the event. But the difficulty in relays is not only the running but the passing of the baton. USA never drop the baton 2 times simply because dem salt. Its actually hard.
Hopefully this doesn't happen in the men's 4x100 final. As Asafa Powell is already having a bad day. A bad ending to the whole thing would only put a dark shadow on what has been achieved in the Olympics so far.
Strangely I managed to reach Downtown just before the race began. Or should I say unfortunately. All you could see is people running from buses trying to get to work or better yet find a television to watch the race. I can't remember the last time a Jamaica was some high on Olympic fever or any fever at all. Nutten else naw gwan.
As I walked by the fast food establishment with a open lobby, a mob of people watching the 20" television mounted on the wall. The murmur in the lobby was deafening. One of the attendants took the remote and pointed it at the television and a woman at the corner shouted "him ago lack it offf!" and a man at the other corner replied "lack off what?".
I continued on, when I noticed an unusually high flag to person ratio. It seemed like the flags were manufactured over night. I don't know where so many flags came from - all of a sudden. People driving and waving flags. It was like election day all over again. Babies with flags, grown ass men with flags, flags on buses, flags on cars - it was like a parade. I could have gotten a couple nice picture but I was without camera - curses.
By 9:15 the entire downtown area was shut down, everything stopped moving as if the meaning of life was about to be broadcasted. The nearest television in walking distance was in danger of being mobbed by onlookers eagerly awaiting the start of the race. My hopes at arriving under the cover of the race were destroyed as silence covered the land and then a uproar of cheers as the race began. GOOOOLDDD!!!!
I could bearly hear the radio being played beside me as I saw people running out of the varity store in front of me. Jumping up and down like Shelly-ann Fraser when she won her race. In fact it seemed as if EVERYBODY had just won the gold medal in a Olympic event - di whole nation tun athlete. A man selling small $50 flags could bearly get the flags out of the plastic fast enough - "mi want di one wid di gold pon di top" said one lady.
As I made my way through kingston, every car either had someone waving a flag or was constantly blowing their horns. It had reached a fever pitch. You could borrow a Nanny from a beggar on the street. By the time I arrived the entire staff compliment was glued to the television jumping up and down like they had just one the lottery. Even the security at the door was gone.
Jamaica to di werld!!!
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Well I like anybody else that lives in this day and age have nothing against the random sex tapes and explicit pictures of people that get emailed about the place like hot bread. I have to admit that I at times have gone in search of said content if only to say that I had seen it - I don't know maybe its a certain voyeuristic tendancy in us human beings. BUT I HAVE TO DRAW THE DAM LINE SOMEWHERE!
Now Jamaican people tek it to another level. This morning I get a email in my inbox of the victim of the accident that happen in half way tree. I'm sure you all know the accident I'm talking about - its the one where the pregnant news paper seller got hit by a runaway truck. Now whomever took these pictures must have been a CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATOR OR SOMETHING. THE PHOTOS WERE THAT DETAILED. HIGH QUALITY. I could make a post card. By the time I got there the body was already cover up but in the pictures the body look like it still warm. But as you can see from my picture above I stare from the crime scene. I am not into the live action ting when it comes to Grind House.
I even hear that there is video of it as well. Unnu no have nutten fido wid unnu cellphone? tek some picture of some flowers or people in compromising situations. Why you gots to be up in all the grizzleness? All I have to say is hats off to the photographer - you HAAAARRRRAAAD CCOOOORRREE. Taylor is you?
Mad Bull commented: Sick fux! Look how they have disturbed the family of the woman! http://www.jamaica-star.com/thestar/20080717/news/news1.html
Dem wah two gunshot! ... read 11 more
ESTEBAN AGOSTO REID commented: Instead of writing on the wall "no dumping", the proprietor of the building would be better served by placing a garbage container in that specific area to collect garbage from the so-called nasty people.Interestingly,at times, a little bit of social engineereing is required to prevent such littering.RESPECT!! ... read 1 more
