The bus man jumping over a cliff with everybody else..

The bus was almost empty and I jump in. Music was low but the lyrics of man asking woman to take off her clothes and talk about the thing underneath the skirt and so on. There were two girls at the back of the bus, the conductor, an older woman, me.

Earlier that day, I saw an 11 or 12 year old girl on the road. Four men working on a house nearby started calling her off.. wanting to marry her etc. It was sickening to listen to.. this is Guyana's heterosexual morality and paradise which the pastors and priests want to preserve. First time in my life I ever did anything like this, and I went up to them to ask them if they know her age, if she is not their sister, and why they don't find a woman their size who could call them back.  They kept laughing.. arite Uncle arit Uncle, yall gah fuh fin a 'old woman'..

I ask the bus man to change the music.. and he said arite arite and then say the radio on. I ask him why he has to keep playing the music .. he said that is what they like. So I say why are you perpetrating evil.. and he rail up and start saying what is he supposed to do, he gotta mek a dollar. He know that the music is not good, but he has no choice. When the artistes come to the STadium, he said.. they all go to take off their clothes and win' up..
He said he is no hero.. if everybody want to jump off the cliff, he aint got no intention of being the lone one who will stand up one side.. and he will jump off with everybody else.  He said is the paper that counts, not the principles and that he know it wrong, but he has to eat.

The driver probably right.. those who belly full could pick and choose when they do their principles. He has to do customer service, to perpetrate the violence which he thinks all of us as minibus travellers condone and enjoy.