The value of a life
“Man my boy just got killed in Pinedale. Yeah man he was walking with some friends and a car pulled up and opened fire on them. While the others were seriously hurt, he was not as fortunate. He died on the scene. He was only 18. His dying hurt me, but what also disturbs me was that his death did not matter to society. He was from Key West Street. Matter of fact, details of his death were buried on page three.”
Has killing become so endemic in the inner cities that we have become desensitized to it? Young men are being killed on a daily basis and the only thing that is being said is they were bad boys from a bad area: Yellow Elder, Fox Hill, Nassau Village and East Street. Once these areas are mentioned the only ones who seem to care about what happens there are family and close friends. The rest of The Bahamas could care less.
They figure that’s where bad things happen. Sadly, murders are so common in these areas that unless something really out of the ordinary happens (like mass murders), deaths in areas like Plantol Street are no longer news. How could it be, when it was expected?
But should it happen in High Vista, everyone is in shock. The politicians come out and the prayers go up. The whole country is at a standstill. Things like this are not supposed to happen in the suburbs. Sadly, the value of a life is being weighed by race and class. A young man from Bain Town is sentenced to six months for a dime bag and a young man from an upper-class family gets off with a warning even though he was charged with having far more dope. Youths from Nassau Village are sent to prison for having a couple bullets and the young man over the wall gets off scot-free for having guns and ammo.
But what can we do? It’s the way of the world. The oppressed and the underclass will always be the downtrodden.
– Anthony Pratt