Let’s talk
One of the things you know I talk about all the time is crime, I do so because there’s too much of it in our country.
Crime and gangs have taken over the country because of corrupt politicians who pander to criminals and entire communities of malcontents in order to secure votes and an every increasing larger swath of the three million people on the Island who want Jamaica to become a place where anything and everything is a go.
They have allowed this this problem to fester, as a result, a whole cottage industry have developed around crime. Little industries have developed around the mayhem, a‑la a massive increase in funeral parlors, something some people whisper are also contributing to the crime statistics, Bands, vending, etc etc. There are now people depending on others to die so they can eat.
Death has become something to celebrate because a dead body means that people can eat at the dead yard and others can make money from selling things that the deceased family needs to bury their loved ones. Others simply pull up their vending carts at the deceased house and sell their wares.
It is a dog eat dog Serengeti that rivals the animal kingdom in every way.
None of this is something to be celebrated, rather the sanctity of life should inspire all of us to find ways to preserve it. Certainly not this macabre version of ourselves we have become…
Crime and gangs have taken over the country because of corrupt politicians who pander to criminals and entire communities of malcontents in order to secure votes and an every increasing larger swath of the three million people on the Island who want Jamaica to become a place where anything and everything is a go.
They have allowed this this problem to fester, as a result, a whole cottage industry have developed around crime. Little industries have developed around the mayhem, a‑la a massive increase in funeral parlors, something some people whisper are also contributing to the crime statistics, Bands, vending, etc etc. There are now people depending on others to die so they can eat.
Death has become something to celebrate because a dead body means that people can eat at the dead yard and others can make money from selling things that the deceased family needs to bury their loved ones. Others simply pull up their vending carts at the deceased house and sell their wares.
It is a dog eat dog Serengeti that rivals the animal kingdom in every way.
None of this is something to be celebrated, rather the sanctity of life should inspire all of us to find ways to preserve it. Certainly not this macabre version of ourselves we have become…