Old Jamaican Proverb (Tek time search an yu wi find ants gut). (Translation)Allow people to talk and they will basically give you a window into their soul, they will tell who they are. I was taught that little nugget by my great Aunt who raised me. May God rest her soul in peace. I took that proverb to heart and used it as a guiding principle in investigations. I found it a valuable tool in interviews. Simply allowing someone to relate a story to you un-interrupted . Once, he/she is finished, ask them to relate the same story again. You will be surprised to see the difference between the two versions of the story which was just related to you. This was a valuable tool for me as a young Detective, it helped me significantly in determining whether a suspect was involved in a particular crime, and if so to what extent.
Today I am no longer in law-enforcement ,having walked away at the ripe old age of 31. Yet I find that being able to assimilate what people put on social media tells a great deal about who they are. I can’t say I am surprised at the fact that Jamaican people are so supportive of others who are accused or even convicted of the most heinous and depraved crimes, because I’m not. I have had the opportunity to see the worst of the Jamaican people, yes I have also been blessed to see the very best of them as well. I have been to countless murder scenes, I’ve seen the bullet wounds, I’ve seen the machete wounds , I’ve seen the stab wounds. And when your job dictates that you watch corpses being cut open, the barbarism of these endless murders changes you forever.
Yet despite the Thousands of our fellow-men and women who are slaughtered for no apparent good reason, Jamaicans still have not developed an aversion to the carnage. What will it take to sensitize them to the sanctity of life ? How dare anyone take the only life of another? Who is not angered by that, and why? Are we an emotionless soulless sub-human people devoid of feeling , devoid of emotions, that we treat the killing of our neighbors, our brothers and sisters as par for the course? How can a people be so unmoved by such carnage yet conversely find it within them to rationalize and make supplication for the aggressors? It is sickening, it makes me sick to my stomach to read their comments, hear them speak about the accused murderers as victims being set upon by an evil system, with never a word for the innocent victims, most of whom never stood a chance.
Then I stop thinking and it dawns on me, there are killers and those who support them. Then there are the rest of us. “It’s a dog eat dog world now ” my friend told me today……… it’s true, It’s a Serengeti. The Lionesses and the Tigers and other beast of prey feast at will on the hapless Wilder-beast, the Zebras and the Gazelles. Maybe it’s divinely ordained that the innocent and the helpless become prey for the strong and powerful . Maybe law-abiding Jamaicans have resigned themselves to being slaughtered and devoured like prey on the Serengeti. There is only one distinction however, Predators on the Serengeti kill in order that they may eat. Killers in Jamaica kill for sport. At this rate it won’t be long before the innocent becomes extinct.