Welcome to my world. An altered state of reality in which I sometimes feel as if I am the only one experiencing issues and situations that are ridiculous, funny, frustrating and thought provoking.
Some time ago several earthquakes rocked jamdown and everybody pretty much lost their minds. For more than a week the opening sentences whenever friends met up was “you did feel the earthquake?” It was a hot topic and an event that sparks some change, albeit most of it temporary a Jamaicans young and old found themselves in church and switching from soca CDs to gospel with George Nooks’ ‘God is Standing By’ on repeat in their vehicles.
Truth be told, us women at times bash men as being dogs but if they are dogs then unfortunately that makes us dog groomers, owners and trainers. Men can only get away with what we allow them to so often times it is us who should shoulder the blame for having men who treat us like chicken back without gravy that has been left out too long so it starts to go bad.
Old time people love to pronounce that belief kills and it also cures, meaning whatsoever philosophy or belief system you subscribe to will either strengthen you or make you suffer. Nothing tests this popular saying more than our belief in obeah.
A good man is hard to find and a decent one that actually has your best interest at heart is even harder. They say men are in short supply and based on your own experience, you know that a man who has his life together is indeed almost as rare as a unicorn.