When most people think of Jamaica, an island paradise comes to mind. But though we don’t have half the problems America does, it is no paradise. In place of racism, we have “classism”; and in place of race-baited police brutality, we have class-baited police brutality.
This year, Jamaica also experienced an unprecedented surge in violence against women and children. Even in 2014, it was bad enough for me to consider leaving the country. By 2015, I had my eyes set on Europe to escape the distinct feeling of misfortune that often accompanies being the owner of a vagina in a Third World Country.
When I ended up in America instead, I was nonetheless looking forward to enjoying a more equal playing field as a woman. What I found is that though there are more laws in our favor in America, I enjoyed more personal freedoms in Jamaica.
Looking back at the country…
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