Speed Kills!
At least a couple of times in the past, I have written of my love for speeding in cars. That is some exciting shit right there, man! The problem is, SPEED CAN KILL, so its best to cool it off unless you’re on a race track.
Its easier said than done, believe me, I know, but I guess I am approaching that age of responsibility where I have to speak to the younger heads and say “Slow the fuck down, nuh!”, especially as my own son might be out there as a driver in another decade or so and me cyah take no early funeral business! (note the “approaching” in the sentence above, Mr. Trouble! I still have another 10 - 20 years to get there properly, so no feisty remarks from the penny section. 
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Check this out. The Royal Cayman Islands Police Service has taken to putting an unmanned radar trailer up in various places across the island. You never know where its going to be. All it does is measure the speed of oncoming vehicles and display it on a sign so that you can see that you’re speeding. I guess they hope that you will see that you are clocking it and say to yourself, “Oh rass, am I speeding? Cho. I never even realised it.”, and then you will ease up on the press. I guess it does work somewhat, because I have cut my speed a couple of times after reading the screen. Apparently it also records the speed, most likely the highest speed.
Anyway, recently, the radar unit clocked someone doing 141 mph. through the Spotts area. Now I have tromped on the gas pedal through that area many a time, because its a nice, smooth, straight bit of road without potholes or anything, but hello! 141mph?! There are side roads entering onto the main road there. Even if you are clocking it in the wee hours, all it takes is another vehicle to misjudge your speed and pull out in front of you. It doesn’t even have to be another car! A stray cat, dog, or cow could jump out in front of you! (Don’t laugh about the cow, I know someone who that happened to in Jamaica.) Driving like that here on these beeny, tiny roads is sort’ve maniacal, star! Go to Breakers Speedway if you want to do that rass, man! At least then you know that people will more than likely not get in your way and cause you to meet with the Eternal Father earlier than you had planned! I hope some of the younger people here in Cayman read this! Awoah!
Its been a busy weekend, folks. Natty ran off to Jamaica to get her U.S. visa. She left Thursday and returns early next week… its just MBJr. and me here. Its been going well so far though. I guess she left me with MBJr. because she felt that he would keep me out of trouble. Hmph… she forgets that Smyles offers babysitting services on Friday night! You know say I got my happy hour on! Anyway, apart from that I have been the good house-husband. I have even been doing a bit of housework! I don’t want Natty to return like the avenging angel she was last time she flew out without me! Plates have to be washed up, bed haffi get made up, the dust haffi be kept at bay and clothes haffi wash. Last time I left out the beds and the clothes and trust me, blood nearly draw, rasta! Mmmm mmmm!
When she goes off like that, She gets sorta red in the face, like she doh need to put on any rouge, and then she also gets very animated… plates start to crash and things start to fly around the place like nutten! Yes, rasta, at times like these, Natty is to be considered armed and dangerous and is not to be approached under any circumstances! The thing is, she sorta cute when she is angry, you simi… 
Nevertheless, I can’t tarry here much longer. Right now, I am going to go and do another load of laundry, sweep and mop out the living room and my bedroom and meditate upon following my own advice re speeding. Blessed love to all crew.
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Ok, I think I done wit’ the housework business for the day!
hehe. Yes man, so de wife dem must have unno unda mannas. I must commend Natty, hehe.
Bwoy I tell you, your posts are so entertaining. I’ve been delving into the old posts and they have me chuckling to myself like a crazy woman. One thing I’m assured of with you, is that if no one else on blogearth post on the weekend, there’s a madbull post to read.
Awright, ah not going to keep yu from yu work. Yu sure everything wash up? lol.
Thanks for the compliment, Gela… Its nice to be recognised because I try to please. At the same time though, I love doing it, thats why theres always posts there. Every now and again, I flirt with the thought of quitting and then I say to myself, “but what are you going to do to fill the void?”. I guess I will only quit when I find a reasonable answer to that question.
141 mph? Put wings on the damn vehicle and it just may lift! Madness!
Speed kiils on and off the road…….so a racetrack is not necessarily safe either…..man has little control over a car at them velocities. And BTW, I am not trying to sound like I doh press at all……..
Took Natty up to your Mother on Satday.
And BTW, a likkle domestication naw kill you!
LOL @ red in the face…That speeding thing is no joke. It’s such a senseless way to die, because it can be prevented.
BTW, what ever happened to the audios for these blogs? LOL. That lasted, what, all of one day?
141MPH is pure criminal insanity on any public road but, it is even more so on Cayman’s roads.
@Dr. D The thing about a race track is that the life you take will more likely be your own or someone else equally aware of and willing to take the risk. On public roads, the ones that often die are completely innocent and unaware of their impending demise. They are simply enjoying an evening stroll when someone hits them at high speed and they are dead.
Didn’t Neyo do a song about women looking cute when dem angry? Tread carefully MB… ah doh wah hear seh Natty tek yuh out!
Wayyyy heyyy, you show ‘em, Natty
I too ‘fraid of speed, MB, after how many accidents my brothers had as teens.
That wouldn’t work in Jamaica. Think the average Jamaican would see the sign and slow down because of it? A ticket along with it would work wonders though.
Women love a domesticated man:)
Yu know what just strike me in reading de ole posts dem? You were a proper young man back in those days, haven’t seen even one $*@# in the few posts I was just reading. Wait, yu was a christian when yu just started blogging?
Yu know what just strike me in reading de ole posts dem? You were a proper young man back in those days, haven’t seen even one $*@# in the few posts I was just reading. Wait, yu was a christian when yu just started blogging?
@ Gela: It took awhile for the real me to come out.
Yes, we wimmen haffi keep you husbands in check when we gone..do nuff housework nuh time fuh idle hands or minds…whalooss
141..rasss wha kinda car he did driving. yes speed kills, in my neck ah de wood, people think I95 is de dam Indianapolis raceway, a yung rudeboye did testingout he new beemer on sunday, crashed into two cars on 95 and kept going, well another car slow he down but 1/4 mile down de road, de result is de new beeemer bust into flames and duh had tuh rush rudeboye out on a strecther.my man in serious lief threatening condition at de hospital now….
I have never been to Cayman but what I want to know is if you have road long enough for a car to get to that speed!! Him supposed to reach from one end of the island to the other at that speed!
Reading your blog makes me miss the blogosphere so much but time and lack of internet at the new home preventing me from keeping up. Not to mention my son who is growing so fast, and the 2nd offspring making me tired and sleepy like whoa!
Natty rules!!!!
Don’t you feel good when you know she come back and she just swooning cause hubby fix up the place
My cousin died in Jamaica two weeks ago in an accident - it was yet again brought home to me - speed kills.
I am sick of telling the Dutchie to stop SPEEDING! That is what is going to make me armed and dangerous in this place!
@ Dutch Pot: She wasn’t swooning… she never vex, but she still had complaints, so I guess my housekeeping not up to par. Sorry to hear about your cousin.
@ Cool Destiny: Thanks for the compliment. You will soon be back in the thick of things, I expect. We have a number of roads where on can attain those speeds actually, and we certainly have the cars. They set up a speedway recently. Its supposed to be a 1/4 mile, but they started racing on it from when it was half that, and they were reaching 105 and 110 in just that short distance. They have some highly modified vehicles here, man!
I suppose is not me one notice that the expletives have increased in frequency in these parts…not that I am bothered by them, just that it does seem that they now pretty regular….anyway…wateva….
Is true, Doc. I guess what happens is that more and more I have been writing just like I talk when me and some bredrin sit down to reason, and you know from memory that when me and you are reasoning, the talk is very well spiced with bad wud! More than in my posts even. Still, you are right. I am going to reduce their frequency.