Tek de man money an' leh we guh lang...

The conductor give a big suck teet. I had given him the fare after stepping down from the bus. The driver told him to 'tek de man money an' leh we guh lang' . The driver was annoyed with me. I had asked him to slow down after he speeded through the Lamaha Street stop light, thinking of this  And I had asked the conductor if he not shame to play the sex music with school children in the bus.

There is something which is happening with sex and music and children in minibuses.. when it is 3pm the tempo changes and the drivers change the music. I noticed it once.
The bus turned into David Street and it seemed like the lights dimmed and the music turned into one with a man calling on the women to bend down and take off their underwear.. the lessons on David Street was over so the school children would come in.

I just wonder if this is some kind of grooming, some kind of thing like showing pornography to children here, it is like this reinforces some kind of gender roles and values which we know will not contribute to any kind of human development. 'Man' must have nuff woman' and woman must bend over and so on.. there is nothing else to hear in the bus.


Some bus drivers are good, they change the music when asked. Some like the East Coast driver looked at me, grinned sheepishly as I nicely asked for the bhajans and did nothing, all the way from David Street head to my stop in Albert street.

One bus had everything gaza, the top of the windshield had all the kartel pictures, and the www.gaza.com and a whole set of gaza thing. And the music was loud. I ask him to turn it down lil bit, he agreed. Then he told me that he cant hear the music when it low. he was playing the 'decent' kartel. He laughed when I told him he got to be careful because the gully people might come quietly to kill him , so he should look after his ears.

I wonder how many drivers no longer hear. They should do that test now for the drivers license.

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