Groundins
By: Charles H.E. Campbell
In all societies it is the moral fibre that underpins and holds together the social fabric. In our country, this is rapidly unravelling before our very eyes, while we pontificate and vacillate.
"Sitting here in limbo, waiting for the dice to roll
Sitting here in limbo, got some time to search my soul"
(Jimmy Cliff)
One of the classic definitions of culture is: The customs and civilisation of a particular time or people. Analysed from this perspective, our artistic expressions are essentially just a synthesis, composed by interpreting and crystallising our human intellectual achievements through various creative forms and mediums. Culture therefore cannot be divorced or stand separate and apart from the daily lives of our populace. Hence, it goes without saying that everything starts from the home. This is where our conscience is inculcated, engendering ethics, principles and standards. We all have the right to choose, especially in this age of globalisation, so we cannot expect the government to be the watchdog of our morality.
Where as traditionally, religions have been the gatekeepers of our common ideology and bastions of morality, in the western secular world over the last fifty years or so, their influence on the citizenry has been on the wane. To a large extent, their pervasiveness has been substituted by the personality cults and modern day mammon such as wealth aggrandisement, by any means necessary. The age of neo-liberalism has diminished the instinct of the strong protecting the weak. We are not encouraged to be our brothers’ and sisters’ keepers. This a proverbial rat race, in which freedom and social responsibility are no longer the twin pillars propelling our society. Rather, as Freddie McGregor’s song of the same name says:
"To be poor is a crime, Man haffi know dat inna dis ya time"
Haplessly, while we were witnessing this social disintegration, we have failed to foresee or stem the now fully manifested inevitability of deviant, anarchic and violent behaviour. Now, large segments of our population, long abandoned by society, have gradually opted out, rejecting society's core values, norms, laws, rules and regulations and replacing these with an uncouth subculture that has all but subsumed the previously dominant.
"Catch a fire, the tables have turned
Catch a fire or you'll get burnt"
(Bob Marley)
Historically, respect and obedience to the existing social order has not accommodated the social mobility of the masses. As a result, it has produced the widespread sentiment, echoed in McGregor's song above.
"I'm tired of being pushed around,
Won't Jah help me to get off the ground,
They wanna see me go down,
It's really hard for some of us to stay around"
Belatedly, international organisations like the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund (IMF), have come to realise that nations cannot achieve sustained growth and development, without putting issues pertaining to social justice for the poor and disadvantaged, at the fore and centre of our national affairs, in the building of an economy's social capital.
I know this about-turn, gives many old radicals, who long held this worldview, secret satisfaction and a deep sense of vindication, but this is no consolation at all. I believe we have so lost our rich cultural moorings, that for the first time in my life, I am not so sanguine about our future survival as a vibrant cultural crucible and a dynamic social democracy.
Ironically, in the last few days, the most positive signal of a seismic policy shift, that could bring about qualitative improvement in our way of life if extended to the Caribbean, is the admission from USA Secretary of State Hillary Clinton that her country's insatiable appetite for pleasure drugs, and their laissez-faire approach to the international trafficking of guns, has fuelled the destructive violence now raging in Mexico. We know how the international trade in illegal drugs and guns have profoundly warped our social and cultural life in Jamaica. I hope this new, enlightened understanding will ultimately lead also to a review of the USA's lax policy on the export of guns to Jamaica.
So let’s face it, while the Broadcast Commission has done what it deemed proper in cleaning up the public airwaves, the problem is much deeper than that. While addressing the symptom is correct, it will not have a lasting effect, unless we cauterise the root cause. Otherwise, we will only send it further underground to flourish.
This carries us full circle back to the lack of wholesome family life, due to the abject neglect of the inner cities and the shutout of its residents from the socialisation process from which the rest of us benefit. Even so, knowing the power of the social networking websites to entice the attention and corrupt the impressionable minds of our youth, how many of us adults and parents, as guardians, systematically monitor and sift those being frequented by our wards?
From an industry standpoint, nothing I have said above abdicates our social responsibility to avoid compounding the moral crisis by applying self-regulatory measures. In that regard, it is not unreasonable to request that our music producers label all their products with information that rates the lyrics of the particular song so as to guide the purchaser in its appropriate use. Secondly, our sound system operators and selectors should be more judicious in the time and place that they play songs that are obviously made for adult audiences. Thirdly, our dance hall and club operators need to more strictly apply rules restricting entry to minors. Call me a prude, but a so mi see it.
(c) 2009.
Email: che.campbell@gmail.com
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