A response to “Please spare our dad' — Buju's kids appeal to judge” Jamaica Observer – June 12, 2011

Jamaica Observer

Buju Banton (Mark Anthony Myrie) lawyers and his loyal fans did him a grave disservice. From beginning to end, they got it wrong. Buju lost touch with reality and thought this would go away like all his previous brushes with the law. We had our eyes so firmly fixed on the gays that we lost sight of where the ball truly rolled.

This is what should have been done. We needed to have catch-up with Oprah and get her to rope in her on-again, off-again friend, Dr Phil. First Buju should have bawled loudly; his face buried into Oprah’s once again ample bosom. He should have tearfully revealed the ills of his childhood; we all have those. His parent and teachers had flogged him mercilessly. He had been bullied and beaten by the other kids in his impoverished ghetto, had not gotten toys for Christmas and had never visited Disney World. Throw in a missing and sadistic father. Oprah will have them so enthralled they won’t question the sadism in abstention. By then, Oprah would have also been in tears, and we know the world hear Oprah’s cry and weep with her. He would next apologise for any hurt he might have caused the gays and explained that he uses drugs to dull his pains. As he continued to sob and Oprah to coo, Dr Phil would have explained the Genesis of his pain, his lack of self-esteem and need for approval. Dr Phil would have concluded by offering him an Exodus from his misery. In the midst of his tears, Buju should have apologised for the shame he has brought upon his beloved Jamaican, his beautiful children and a truck load of women. He should have humbly accepts Dr Phil’s offer to lead him to the fulfilment of true potential.

Two months later, Buju could have reluctantly said bye bye to his new and equally famous friend at the gate of a luxurious California rehab centre. Two days later, Buju could have been back on stage belting out Boom Bye Bye.

Now, Congressman Weiner team got it spot-on, and he is off to rehab.

A response to Sarnia Wellington’s letter “Why persecute doomsday preacher?” in the ‘The Sunday Gleaner’ of June 12, 2011

The Sunday Gleaner
Sarnia Wellington, we might all be entitled to an opinion, but there is no guarantee that its expression might not cause harm. If it does, then one can seek compensation as in the case of libel or defamation of character.

In recent years all sorts of advice is being fed to the gullible by religion. There has been religious finance through to doom day prediction. Preachers cannot be held above the law and expect to behave outside of the standards of civil society by making references to friend in the sky to which they have a special relationship that the rest of us are not privy to.

Furthermore, Sarnia, hearing voices speaking to you that no one else hears is a symptom of Schizophrenia. This disorder, at some point in the illness, involves a psychotic phase (with delusions, hallucinations, or grossly bizarre/disorganized speech and behavior. Many Fundamental Christians behavior closely mirrors this disorder. They have a special friend who talks only to them, they make strange proclamation and they speak in tongues.

When the music hit me, I might be moved to scream “fire” in a crowded dance, but if my fellow revelers rush for the door and three die in the stampede, then I might be criminally negligent and have contributed to the death of these people.  

People cannot continue to be excuses for all sort of irrational and irresponsible behavior on the grounds of a special relationship with an invisible friend.