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.
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