Jah Foresight, Contributor

I am running away from this Christmas. I am still in the blues. I have never felt this way since I started this column. I can never forget the adrenaline rush for the first winning of the inaugural jackpot in December 1994. Large crowds could be seen at different lotto terminals across the island. Those days, $4 million was a lot of money and everybody had that gleam in his or her eyes. Today, everyone is used to big money and at times it is only the faithful who constantly buy the game.

I am saddened by the death of Uncle Neville. The sad thing was that last weekend, I was searching the record shop for his song, Christmas Ja. I could only get it on vinyl. I played the song at a party on Tuesday night in Clarendon and one of the selectors asked me, "What kind of fool-fool song that I am playing?" The crowd danced along.

On my journey home, late at night, I was amazed at the speed at which some white cars with red plates zipped by me. I became sad when I heard that he was in an accident and feelings of nostalgia overwhelmed me when I heard that he passed on.

In my other life, I was a talk-show host where I interviewed personalities from the entertainment industry. I can never forget the morning when I heard that the producer, Ray 'Mention' Gavin, was in an accident coming from Sumfest. He died a few days after. I just could not go to the funeral since I wanted to remember him in life. I still have his number programmed in my cellphone.

I totally understand how the Radio Jamaica family feel at this moment. I know that I have one or two shows to work over this season and I know I will be going extra early and will be the last to leave, taking my time to go home. I can imagine most of my readers are trying to figure out the man behind Jah Foresight.

I am sad that in my neck of the woods, several guns were recovered at Great Bay, St. Elizabeth. This is the beach that I normally carry ladies to so we can stare at the stars and play with Cupid's bow and arrow. This is a very peaceful village and I can never imagine that deadly a cargo travelling this way. I hope that will bring attention to some rogue fishermen who go out to sea not to fish for fish, but for guns.

I know that an M-16 is valued at over $200,000 and this gun is not for the poor. Who are the men behind the masks? Who wants to kill off ghetto people with these weapons? Why is there no marine police patrol in Rocky Point and Great Bay? Did we import malaria this way?

Heartless criminals

I am still concerned about the Lyns. I told you that no strangers were involved and I feel that there is a mastermind external to Manchester. I think these guys were just foot soldiers. How could anyone steal someone's expensive fridge, carry it home and put my meat in it. It must be a heartless criminal. There must be someone who will ask where you got those lovely appliances.

Can you imagine that I am driving an SUV around town and no one is asking if I won the lotto? Where did I get another set of licence plates from? I am sorry but I have no mercy for the merciless. If I had the political power, I would send them to Guantanamo Bay to get some treatment. These boys would have to tell me about the hideout of the Lyns.

I am not going to talk about the draw this week. We have to sort out this Christmas. I hope that the robbers will stop targeting the weak, particularly the elderly and women. I hope that folks will realise that Christmas is just one day, and after Boxing Day everybody is broke. I hope that some women will keep their 'red eye' in check and remember that school fees should be paid in January. I hope that the pestilent species of mosquitoes and butterflies will just fade away. I hope that no 'almshouse' will take place at Sting.

My fellow Jamaicans, I wish you a happy Christmas and always get the ticket to your dreams.

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