Me and Father Time not getting along too well enuh.
One minute it's February, and next thing I know, I'm in July. That means we've gone through half the year already and what a half year it has been. Where do I begin?
Well, I must commend Montego Bay. Some people say the news generated by our media, including the grand lady of North Street, is two Kingston-centric. Thanks MoBay, for stepping up to the plate and giving us plenty of stuff to talk about. Admittedly, most of it had to do with the crackdown on the lottery scammers. Selling off their SUVs and all that for little or nothing? Wonder if I can get a Prado now? Hmmm. The latest twist is that the deputy mayor then got taken into custody, allegedly for involvement in the scam. Oops! And, of course, it was another MoBay incident that really got the year off to a rousing start with the flag controversy. If they wanted green, they should simply have borrowed some or all the algae in our drains.
Anyway, our police are always in the news, and in March they were there for all the wrong reasons. It felt like every two days, there was another case for Terrence Willams and company to investigate. Seems to have tapered off since then, mercifully. Also on the topic of crime, Dudus got 23 years. Ouch! God go with him! And our good friend Busy Signal then promptly got himself extradited (gone a jail again, oh no!) and like Dudus, decided he wasn't going to fight. Smart move.
Can't leave out the animal demographic either, although these are more on the small, potentially cute but ultimately not-good-pets kind. We're talking rats, folks, and after they shut down Calabar for a few days, they seemed to be popping up all over the Corporate Area. I guess their mentality is they have as much right to be here as we do. Call the Pied Piper please! And that segues into music appropriately, as there were not one, but two Jamaica 50 songs. Why am I not surprised? As Jamaicans, we love to do everything with twice the gusto of everyone else. Personally, both songs suck, so it nuh really matter!
The GSAT issues came and went (again) so nothing new to discuss there. And how could I possibly leave out the major flare-up in Parliament. Now that was hilarious. All the talk of fishes and whales and other forms of marine life must have made the average fisherman beam with pride that his craft is being recognised.
Yohan Blake and Shelly-Ann Fraser-Pryce kicking butt and taking names at the Olympic trials was also nice to see; well, unless you're a big Usain Bolt fan. Aah, can't wait for London!
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