Reason 1001 why I could never live/survive in Jamaica...my mouth too big and sometimes I can't even help what comes out! I could not see/listen/witness that without screaming out!
A number of years I carried a crew of 10 to my favorite Yard. We were dropped off in front by the road so I walked out back to let them know we had arrived. It was a great ride to Negril..big beer big spliff and everyone was feeling fine! I come around the corner to a yard full of adults. One yout about 5 being held upside down by one leg and his mother giving him a beating I have never witness or experienced in my life. I screamed out STOP! It didn't quit right away and when it did the kid ran off screaming and the mother stood there sweating and panting.
I walked my ass back around front totally sober and and and.....turns out the mother was a house maid and her kid was caught in the owners bedroom with matches..and had lit the curtains on fire.
Hmmmm....so it goes..