Jamaica-One Love
Sartre says,"l'enfer, c'est les autres" "Hell is other peopl e", and you usually find them at a Las Vegas buffet line, cutting in front of you for their favorite food---Seconds! Hell is in Montego Bay too. I owe my solitude to other people, the hell of humanity. I always have to get my "flak jacket" attitude to run the guantlet of shrapnel and other indirect low velocity half-baked legendary hustlers in this blatent tourist trap that assaults your senses. At this point, having been there done that, so many times in Jamaica, I am neither engaged or enraged by it all. Everybody's gotta be somewhere and the hustlers are the raft that I can easily abandon, once I cross the flood. After the Deluge I'll tell you what Marley realized. If you go off into the quiet parts of Jamaica , and get very quiet, you'll come to understand that you're connected with everything...and no, you don't have to do drugs to feel this ---you are drugs...