Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey de people dem whe buy de SUV dem get whe inna de bad weada whe day.

Ordinarily, the people who drive SUVs have no excuse for their very expensive purchases apart from simply wanting to go 'high up'. Of course, high up also means expensive, as the gas to run those beasts is not little or cheap. Then there is the air conditioning; after all, what use is it to have a 'high up' and be breathing the same air as mere deportee mortals?

But Jackass feels that under ordinary circumstances there must be a need to justify all this SUV expense. After all, they do not carry the machines off-roading - hell, they are not made for rough roads in the first place anyway. Freelanders and Pajeros and Monteros and Prados and such the like were not made to climb anything higher than a sidewalk.

Then, hey presto, there came the rain. Heavy rain. Rain that lasted for seven, eight days and counting. And the SUV drivers got going (well, some of them anyway), splashing their way through the rainwater-filled streets, running faster through the cavernous potholes than the 'lowdowns'; mounting up on the sidewalk as never before.

Well, hooray for them, but the world is not level at all, certainly not for the cars and vans that Jackass saw stuck in the flooded streets. Because although Bob Marley was right when he sang that "when the rain fall, it don't fall on one man house top", when the rain falls and gathers up in the streets it might be under all car wheels, but not all cars are created equal.

And what can a 'lowdown' do when a 'high up' is passing by, spraying up so much water that when it splashes on the windscreen it is as if the car is going through one of those fancy foreign car washes with all the rubber stuff? Not a darned thing but sit down and bear it. Try to catch it and see what happens; drop into a pothole and never come out.

Still, they can take comfort in the fact that, as the songwriter said, "The sun will come out tomorrow" and, when the streets are dry, all vehicles may still not be created equal but at least they have a better chance in the road race of life.

It is a hell of a thing about the SUVs, though, presented as rugged, four-wheel drive vehicles and the people who drive them often operate as if they are handling the most delicate machinery in the world. Why, Jackass asks, does a man who is farming in the hills have to walk with his bananas on his head to the nearest point where a van or truck will come, while in the city is full of four-wheel drive behemoths that only go off asphalt if they touch some grass?

Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey im waan see some Prado an Pajero a roll outta de mounten wid some yam an' dasheen.