Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey when people a fight ova people nuff time de people dem ave dem eye pon smaddy whe no too inna dem.

There is a lesson to be learnt by all in this Beenie/Bounty/Angel thing which is generating more publicity for Angel than if she ever did a real hit tune (which, chances are, she never will do). Never fight over someone's affections, because you can end up looking like a Jackass (then again, maybe just an ass, because you two-footers could never hope to match up to handsome me. An ass, now, is different, because some of you are definitely cracked).

Happens all the while

It happens all the while with people who are in the public's eye or not, with people who have the needle eye or not, where two men tussle for the affections of a woman or two women fight for ownership of a man and then someone who is not involved in the bangarang at all either walks away with the prized person or just takes a small sample and leaves.

Source of the seed

Look at dogs. When one bitch is in heat all the male hounds in the neighbourhood have their tails up, showing the source of the seed they want to plant.

They fight, they snap, they snarl, they salivate and, while all the biting and barking is going on, there is always one little male who stands to one side waiting on his chance to slide in. Then baps, when the puppies are born, one or two almost always look like him, showing that he got in a lick or stick (or both).

It works with humans, too. Once Jackass was passing a popular Kingston nightclub when there was a commotion at the entrance. Two men stood glaring at each other, handguns drawn, and in the middle was a girl screaming "stop it, stop it" (although Jackass was pretty sure that she was really enjoying all the attention being on her. Of course Jackass stopped, wanting to see these two crack asses actually shoot each other over a woman who would be merrily bumping and grinding with some other man before they were even buried. It seems that some other people wanted to see the same thing, because there was quite an audience.

Just a good ride

The world is not level, because one man's wife is another man's plaything; one woman's beloved is another woman's sugar daddy, so while those in love are pouring all this emotion into keeping the person of their dreams, to another person they are involved with it is just a good ride or a ticket to a party weekend in Negril.

So, in this Beenie/Bounty/Angel matter, if Beenie Man is to be believed then Angel has a guy in New York (hmm. Certain things can't send by Western Union). He has not figured in all the wedding and breeding and beating and hot lyrics flinging. No one knows what he looks like, but he apparently knows what the source of all the oxtail tales looks like.

He must be laughing his head off and giving pure forward when he hears Bounty Killer and Beenie Man songs in the club.

Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey no man an no ooman fi fight ova people cause no one no own nobody heart or no body part and wen yu dead or gone a prison dem jus' sen' on pon smaddy else.