It was almost a comparison to a scene in Third World Cop. The orginal scene was with two guys sizing up the police officer and his assistant. What I saw was a remake of “Dem is Ghetto”; a youngster, probably no more than 21 at the oldest. His hair was plaited and a cocked up bandana aroundd his head; baggy jeans dropped to expose his Hilfiger boxers, his yellow jumper and dark shades accenuated the point.
He jarred long and hard this fake bad boy stunt. I looked, I smiled inwardly, “Twit!” To him: he is Ghetto.
The confrontaion started over an innocent football game. One fellow pushed the other too hard, a gun is drawn “I would shoot you boy!” He stands with gun in hand, hesitates, then puts it away and smiles–he too thinks that he is Ghetto.
The two badda badda girls approach the innocent girl: “Why you messing with my man? I would slap you,” and she does. The innocent girl looks mortified. The girls feel that dem is ghetto.
Truly it is a perception of ghetto and ghetto life is one that Barbados can’t handle. It’s too small, they’re too many people, too much money. Yet it seems as if Barbados is slipping into that place and space.
In the instance of of a gun pulling exercise–there is no talk, no warning. Just BAM! There is bloodshed and another family is crying in the aftermath. The badda badda girls would have taken the girl by surprise and and the confrontation may have ended in the loss of another soul.
It is amazing to think that all the corrupt and so called bad-boy ideas are nothing in a society where voting for the wrong party can get you killed, or the colour of your outfit or your attitude.
According to Monica and Brandy; Barbados-wanna-be-bad-boys “you need to give it up, I’ve had about enough.”
Samantha Hazlewood is in culture shock and confused–Barbados has no ghettos.