A few years ago I was traveling from St. Ann to Kingston, Jamaica. While on the highway I noticed a police jeep signaling me to stop. I wasn’t speeding nor was I doing anything out of order. So I hesitated a bit to make a halt. But the cops insisted. Therefore I finally pulled over.
St. Ann
Bad Boy or Famous Celebrity?
Some time ago, a personal incident at an airport in Italy once again showed me that, as a black man I too often get to feel like the bad boy, even when I have done nothing at all to do so. But from time to time, you get treated as celebrity nevertheless.