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Thursday, April 25, 2002  
Well, the move will be complete today. I am a day late. Rufie was right... I look around this place, and I'm feeling all nostalgic. I've been living here since late August last year, thats eight months. Over that time I've grown accustomed to the place. To these walls, to all the amenities... to how the place looks. I will miss it. I am not giving it up completely. Not immediately, maybe never, but by tonight, the weblog will be moved to its new home : www.madbull4.net/weblog/. Goodbye, old blog...
posted by Mad Bull at 7:55 AM - [Link me]  

Tuesday, April 23, 2002  
The U.S. Roman Catholic Church is JOKING! Asked whether the Pope wanted to implement a rule where paedophiles would be run out of the church for one offence, it seems to me that they are still unclear as to how they will be proceeding. I don't think they get it yet, do you? If someone abuses a child once, he has BROKEN THE LAW!!! As we say in Jamaica, a jail him fi go! (he should go to jail) There is no question on that fact. I don't know if they think that the priest can minister properly to his flock from jail, I guess thats their call, but once they discover such a person, we have no reason to consult the Pope? We have societal mores to guide us and whats more, the law is fairly clear. In my humble opinion, if it is discovered that one more paedophile goes unpunished in future, I think all well minded catholics should force the priesthood to turn the bastard over to the police. Hit them where it hurts. No collection. The Bible says man cannot live by bread alone, well lets see how long they survive WITHOUT bread! Do whatever it takes... No more settlements! No more transfers! Mi say a jail dem fi go!
posted by Mad Bull at 6:05 PM - [Link me]  

I sit here listening to O'Neil on Morning Time, a program on TVJ while I stare at the monitor. Just another Tuesday morning. Since Sunday night we have been having an intermittent problem with corrupted data blocks in the database used for the application I am responsible for at work. Last night we left a process running which was to have fixed the problem, but this morning I found it still running, which means the problem is not yet resolved. Such are the problems of working with a huge database. Processes take forever to complete.

On a happier note, Edward Seaga, leader of the Opposition (shown in the picture to the left), is said to have a baby on the way. He is almost 72, but apparently he is still full of vigor. Some are wondering whether this is part of an election campaign strategy, others are speculating on whether vigor is spelled V-I-A-G-R-A , and others are speculating on things of a more unmentionable nature. Me, I just wish to offer congratulations to the expecting couple. Its all good...
posted by Mad Bull at 8:10 AM - [Link me]  

Monday, April 22, 2002  
One thing I hate is carrying home soft drinks in the car... You know, you go to Burger King, or Kentucky Fried Chicken, and the meal involves a soda as well. Once you're buying for more than one person, you end up trying to carry two to three sodas home and drive at the same time. They always end up getting spilt in the car... Always! I hate it. Its simply infuriating!
posted by Mad Bull at 2:27 PM - [Link me]  

Wow! Laura has moved her site to her new domain and I haven't moved mine yet. I've just got to stop procrastinating... You know what? I'm going to do it. Ladys and gentlemen. My new domain will be open tomorrow... Tuesday... Wednesday! Count on it... Where ever its reached, I will be cutting the ribbons and opening the new domain for viewing by Wednesday! Be there, or be square! (sotto voce: Shit! that doesn't give me much time!)
posted by Mad Bull at 12:26 AM - [Link me]  

Sunday, April 21, 2002  
Lawd'a'massy! (Lord have mercy) Yesterday was quite busy. In the A.M., Dr. D and I decided to go to the beach. There are three beaches which are frequented by swimmers, Fort Clarence, Hellshire and Lime Cay. I will cover Fort Clarence for you soon, but this trip we went to Hellshire. We packed up our stuff and headed out fairly early, driving through Greater Portmore, which you pass through on the way to Hellshire. We stopped breiefly at the Portmore Pines Plaza for a few supplies then we headed out to the beach. Back when I was a teenager, Hellshire was probably the most popular beach in the Kingston area, and since then it has paid the price for its popularity. It is now covered with shacks put up by people who sell alcoholic beverages, food (Fried and Steamed Fish, Lobster, etc.), ganja, and maybe even some other stuff. These people are there trying to sell you stuff all day, which detracts from the "normal beach fun-ness" of the experience. If you can deal with that, Hellshire will be a worthwhile visit.

We sat around in the sun, peoplesurfed and shot a few pictures, drained a couple of beers (Heineken, & Red Stripe Beer) and a Smirnoff Ice or two , and devoured some Fried Fish, Festival and Bammy! It was fun. I only went to swim just before we left, and I am sorry now because the water was SWEET! Soon after, some rain blew over and we flashed! (left in a hurry) I will have to go back soon. Here are some pictures from this beach trip. As an aside, I have heard that they are trying to reestablished the Iguana lizard in the Hellshire Hills (Their numbers in the wild were greatly reduced by wild cats, dogs and other predators), and I saw a sign along the way saying "Crocodile Alert", but (happily) I didn't encounter either animal. I did see a horse (used to give kids rides along the beach) and a goat on the beach though.

A bit later in the day, we went to a kiddie birthday party in our complex (MB. Jr. was terrifed of the clown, but by the end of the party, he had made friends with her). Following that, we went to Natty's sister's house. Her husband, Dagwood, decided to have a get together in honour of Natty's sister Charlene's birthday. We were there until about 11:30. We all were tired after that. We headed home and went to bed immediately.
posted by Mad Bull at 1:56 PM - [Link me]  

Saturday, April 20, 2002  
I like Digicel. They are the Cell phone company of choice, in my opinion. (A pox on Cable and Wireless Mobile, they are "too tief"! (They are crooks) Digicel decided they were going to give ONE MILLION dollars (approx. US$21000.00) away to celebrate their first year of operation. They were going to select a series of cell phone numbers at random, and they were going to call them at 9:00PM last night. Whichever one was answered first would win the prize. Now I have two Digicel cell phones, so you done know (you can understand) I was excited! Two chances out of 365,000, (they have about 365,000 customers), how could I possibly lose ?

So, they started dialling numbers. The announcer would say in as dramatic a fashion as possible "3"... "8"... "1"... etc., calling out each number. They had to do this for several numbers, as they were getting busy signals on them all. After thay had gone through several, they decided that they would take a break to research the problem, because it was unlikely that numbers selected at random would all be on the phone or off at the same time. People began to mutter that Digicel had blundered somehow in selecting the numbers, that they had made a big boo boo, and would end up with egg in their face as a result of the problems they were having with this little giveaway.

But do you know what their research turned up? When people heard the numbers being called, if the number wasn't theirs, they dialled the numbers in an attempt to render the number busy, so that the Digicel representative would have to try another number! They did this because they hoped their number would be called next! You see how Jamaican people can be "BAD MIND! (Wicked! Evil! Terrible! and I can go on and on). Now can you imagine if they had called MY number and people had dialled it and rendered it busy! Somebody would have to get hurt for that, you know! Sure enough, they selected a number, they didn't announce the numbers, they just dialled it and Voila! They got an answer... There must've still been something wrong, 'cause they didn't call me. They gave my money away to someone else! WaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!

Anyway, I forgive them. But Jamaican people, that was POOR behavior indeed! NUH RAMP WID MY MONEY LIKE DAT, Y'KNOW! (Don't play around with my money like that).
posted by Mad Bull at 8:40 AM - [Link me]  

We break our regular programming to bring you this piece of advice. Yesterday morning, while I was driving to work, my mind ran across an old friend from way back. He was quite the girls man, or as we sometimes said when I attended St. Georges College, a cocksman. He wasn't really handsome, so I thought he must've had the mouth of a god, you know, that he was full of lyrics. He was the sort of guy that a teen aged boy could look up to. "He is seeing THREE girls at once, you know! And two of them know about each other and they are prepared to accept it! He really must be skillful!". "Yeah man, a di Don Dada dat!" (he is the Don of all Dons, don being a guy who's respected for something) Tales of his exploits have become legend, I tell you.

Then this woman I know in more recent times told me that he tried to rape her. I know her well, and I believe her. It was a shock though, because he always had so many women, you'd never think he would feel he had to do something like that. When I listen to her describe what happened, it dawned on me that my friend was operating under the theory that the girl didn't mean "no" when she said no... He thought she meant "try a little bit harder", or "some other time" or "I'm just playing hard to get". Anything but no!

Here is my view on it... If you accept and live by this theory, you'll eventually rape, or at least come close to raping some woman. Some of the time you may be able to convince the woman to change her mind after she's said no, but one day you'll meet the one who says "no" and sticks to her guns. But you'll continue as you normally do, expecting that she'll soon change her mind and say yes, but she doesn't, and before you know it, you'll have raped her. This is not a good thing!

My advice to you men reading this is to stop once you hear "no", and I think parents need to pass on this advice to their children too, because teenage boys are responsible for a lot of behavior like this. Part of this is not just telling them "When a woman says 'no', she means no!", but also letting them know that 'no' does means NO in their daily lives from when they are young. When you say no, mean it, and enforce it, so that they take the word 'no' seriously. The consequences of not doing so may be vastly more painful than if these steps are taken. Now, we take you back to the programme you were watching...
posted by Mad Bull at 8:17 AM - [Link me]  

Friday, April 19, 2002  
How could I describe today in one word? Rain! Thats it. No, it didn't rain all day, but so far its definitely been the dominant feature... The day started out seeming to be another of our hot beachey days, so much so that I was planning to go running today. I left work to go for MB. Jr. and as I turned unto the road that his school is on, it began to drizzle. I put him in the car and drove out through the gates and the heavens opened! Trust me, rain! Heavy, blinding rain. Lightening! Lots of lightening! Thunder! It sounded like a barrage of cannon. During one particular broadside, I actually ducked, because the lightening seemed to flash immediately in front of me, searing my eyes, and the crack of thunder was nearly synonymous. They say that you can tell how far away from you thunder is by the amount of time between the flash of the lightening and the crash of the thunder, approximating the distance at about a mile per second. That particular one must have been very, very near.

The problem with rain in Kingston is not that it is heavy or blinding. It is the effect it has on traffic. Did I mention that Jamaica is a very mountainous island. In addition to that fact, consider that all the roads which were built since the English granted us independence were built without drains. Drains seem to have been considered an evil colonial bit of baggage, or simply inexplicably expensive and most definitely not a necessity. When it rains, therefore, all roads become rivers. Raging torrents, some of them. Luckily for me the blue Mazda can swim. But these rivers slow up traffic interminably. Then they have the people with cars which were never taught to swim. They can slow traffic down a lot as well. You take off at lunch for the daily pickup of MB. Jr. which is usually a 45 minute exercise, and you end up having to change your route twice and still taking over two hours!

Anyway, a so it go. Sometimes its rain, sometimes sun. The rain sometimes provides a bit of humour too. When I finally got back to work, I saw a friend, Davy, who works on another of the company's buildings. He was waiting in the parking lot for a woman that was travelling back to his office with him, and I stopped to say hi. After we chatted a bit, he burst out with "Where is that girl, man? You know how long I'm waiting?" So I said to him "Women have something in common with the rain, you know... Both of them keep you waiting around on them." He grinned immediately and came back with "Yeah, they both keep you waiting, and they both can get you wet!" and he said it really quickly, which I thought was pretty sharp, don't you?
posted by Mad Bull at 6:33 PM - [Link me]  

I have added a search form on the right. This will allow you to search this site only. Y'all have fun with it now, hear?

Updated : Wow, lost my comments there for a while... They're back now though.... Thank God! I've grown quite attached to them...
posted by Mad Bull at 12:01 AM - [Link me]  

Thursday, April 18, 2002  
Wow! In the year 2002, Marcus Garvey is still having a positive impact on people worldwide! Who'da thunk it? I have got to visit Afrotravesty again soon to see if she writes anything more on him. Did you know that he was from Jamaica. He is actually one of our seven National Heroes. I think its cool that hes still having an impact. I think he got a lot more recognition overseas than he got at home, actually, except from the Rastafarians. They really big him up a lot...

Raining again... lightly. It was raining when I woke up, and its just now easing up a little. Got to go to work... *** grimace *** Guess I ought to go get ready.
posted by Mad Bull at 7:35 AM - [Link me]  

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