Spent most of the day that way.
Suspect most Jamaicans are somewhere between that and a state of extreme rage.
Today I gave my wonderful ‘come to Jamaica’ powerpoint presentation two times. Apart from the fact that I’ve done it at least 50 times before, I really wasn’t feeling it today. Thank God the students at this school don’t ask too many questions. But after school, as I tutored a friend and she asked me about going to Jamaica, I had to tell her.
I tried to explain. She deduced that Bruce and Dudus were “some kind of friends or something.” I didn’t see where she needed to be corrected. Her conclusion, after I introduced the word ‘corruption’ into her vocabulary and told her that the police were under heavy attack, was, “Like yakuza.” Hmm, like yakuza.
Bruce, who up to now doan seh d word Dudus outta him mout in condemning all the criminal elements.
This evening I heard a song on the radio by a singer I like. I was so happy I could understand the main lyrics. There are couple lines that Bruce could consider: “The you in the mirror, do you like it? Do you hate it?”
But him wi have plenty time fi duh dat after he’s been banished to wherever.
For now, I will tell anybody who asks about Jamaica, now is not a good time to consider going. If it were me, I’d want to know. When will be a good time to go? I don’t know. According to the state of emergency, the war is expected to be over in a month or so.
Yes, it is my country, but it is what it is.