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When tourism hits a lull during the fall months, the American and European tourists who are there cannot walk a spleef's length without attracting some sort of attention from the locals. It is often hard to distinguish friendliness from salesmanship among Jamaicans, which can be off-putting--nearly every conversation leads to a proposition to buy somethings: hair braids, motor scooters, marijuana, mushroom tea, ecstasy, heroin, cocaine, or crack. But even if it seems like the Jamaican local is aiming to grab that $20 bill pasted on each tourist's forehead, these dealers are nothing to be afraid...
...nighttime hustlers-even more than the daytime ones-always want something: you buy them a beer, they'll sell you a joint. As Joey, a disgruntled Peace Corps worker in Kingston said, "I've never met a Jamaican who didn't want money, an American visa, or sex...or all three." One of the more bizarre propositions made by local men to male tourists is what Doctor Fabulous calls a "Hexchange"--"I'll trade you one of my black women for one of your white women." This sort of racial sexual fantasy would probably be best left to middle-aged...
...breathtaking tourist attractions. Those who take the time will also find smaller treats, like guango trees that continue to grow despite having been distorted by hurricanes, or special native fruits like bread-fruits and soursop. Also, the island offers a treasure trove of local legend told in the musical Jamaican patois, a hybrid language fashioned by a complex multinational history...
...nurtured Lauryn Hill/ Made sure that I'd never go too far." Hill isn't out to create bourgeois hip-hop lite; she constantly strives to connect her message to the street. The album veers from rapping to singing, from hip-hop to neosoul, from African-American argot to Jamaican patois. Part of the CD was recorded in Tuff Gong Studios in Kingston, Jamaica, where reggae rebel Bob Marley recorded...
This story, from the Terry McMillan novel that McMillan based on her own affair with a young Jamaican, is the sort of surefire bathos that Hollywood has long loved to dip into; Jane Wyman and Rock Hudson made it float in the 1955 All That Heaven Allows. Stella, directed by Kevin Rodney Sullivan, isn't in that league. With its diffuse lighting and teary sex scenes (the camera can't take its eye off Diggs' extravagant muscularity), the film qualifies as soft-pore cornography. But, heck, Bette Davis spent half her career ennobling similar kitsch. Like Davis and other strong...