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.
Many women lament that all that saturates their timelines and direct messengers are con men, thugs, Neanderthals, hustlers, panty chasers, married men and bad boys. They claim to want to settle down with a nice guy but why then do nice guys get shafted more often than not?
Check this out: in 2015 you stopped dating Tyrone because he could not control the one eyed snake that was slithering around in his trousers. So after a year and a string of broken promises, you called it quits and gathered your best friend and a tub of ice cream to bawl, commiserate and watch lifetime movies together as you both cuss out every male for being a furry four legged creature that pees on fire hydrate and shagged every available woman as if marking their territory.
There is nothing like an ice cold jelly, the tangy taste of tamarind ball or a bowl full of black mangoes as we settle into one of those plastic settees to watch another round of ‘School Challenge Quiz’ or a episode of ‘Hilly and Gully Ride’. Some things evoke those nostalgic feelings that allow us to reconnect with our culture in ways that remind us of how inspite of our many challenges ‘the land is green and the sun still shineth”.
We see them at all inclusive parties looking flawlessly made up, at bacchanal events gyrating, on pubic transportations, in clubs dancing and out in groups at bar and restaurants making merry and have a good old time. On the more seedy side the plethora of homosexual males working as prostitutes have grown significantly and in recent years, cross dressing men have also taken to the world’s oldest profession in areas such as New Kingston and have a thriving client list from the average Joe to wealthy business men who seek something ‘different’ for their sexual satisfaction.