Naked Truth

Breakfast was simple, the day was bright, the Jah Cure on the stereo sounded extra crisp, but above all MSN was calling my name…so sweet and melodious “Sade, Sade, Sadeeeeeeee” That was actually my granny shouting me to say she was leaving home for the day. Life couldn’t be better…I had planned a day of utter laziness and now a could do it wearing as little clothes as I pleased because I was home alone! (Don’t front, you do it too)

While checking my mail I got to thinking…we crave connectivity so much but technology divides when you really think about it. I mean take a pot…a huge one like what my Jamaican uncle uses to cook curry goat for parties…into that throw hi5, Facebook, Zanz, Bajandancehall, Yahoo, MSN, Digicel, Cable & Wireless, adsl, blackberries, PSPs, etc and just let it simmer. While it reaches a boiling point…think… We don’t write letters anymore…but do you remember how it felt to open a love letter? I miss the days when when you could hand in handwritten assignments and teachers got to know each student through their often indecipherable handwritting, when people called to remind you about appointments instead of emailing or called to say “sleep well sweetie” instead of texting, where I could write a sentence without lapsing into msn short hand like “u, sum, cud, b, neva, lata” where we wrote whole phrases to communicate ideas instead of “lol, rofl, wtf, brb, ttyl.”

Anyway, several hours later while STILL on msn chatting away precious study hours I will regret in my Tort Law exam, a friend said something that sent my mind racing again. Why do people talk about others? Does it make you feel better about yourself? Or do you just think the person you talk about deserves it? If so, who are you to determine that? Noone likes a gossip or people who are “bad-minded” but if you spend countless hours telling whoever will listen how horrible your targets are…what keeps you from being gossipy or badminded?....see where I am going? As a friend of mine always says “I show you a mirror and you cant take what you see”…maybe people who we dislike to the point that it consumes us are reflections on our personalities…could it be that everything we hate in them we see in us? Or even we hate them for who they are or how they are but if we could trade places we would in a heartbeat? Next time you are about to say “I jus’ hate de b*tch”...stop…think…ask yourself why…if the response is based on hearsay, an impression formed from afar, or a simple “I just do”…maybe the problem is not them…maybe its you...