Suppose Lisa Hanna looked like a jackass?
Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey Lisa Hanna a get a rough time wid de PNP suppen, but she no do nobody nutten.
Politics, politics, politics, gunshot, gunshot, sodomite tape, borderline play, politics, politics, politics (did Jackass say politics?). That is the news all around the country today.
Aaah. Politics and Lisa Hanna. Now that is a combination.
Over the past week or so, the news has been somewhat dominated by Prime Minister Portia Simpson Miller's selection of former Miss World Lisa Hanna to be the governing People's National Party (PNP) candidate in a South East St. Ann constituency and the impact it has had. All negative, as far as Jackass has seen, especially since it has been revealed that not only is Hanna not a member of the party (a clear requirement for running on its ticket. Duh!) but was also not enumerated to vote (ouch!).
But it is not the politics of the matter where Jackass sees the unlevelness of the matter, but in the woman herself. Because although Lisa Hanna came to national attention because of her beauty (yeah, yeah, with a little brains thrown in. Spell rat, R-A-T, spell cat, C-A-T, OK, that is the beauty competition brains standard, although many, of course, go higher) it is the same beauty that has caused her to come under more fire than Capleton and the entire David House crew can spit in one stage show.
If Lisa Hanna looked like a Jackass (OK, a Jinny, because y'all know the Jackass fifth leg thing) there would be hardly this level of rumpus.
It is a strange situation, where a good looking woman, by the standards of beauty enforced by Barbie, Marilyn Monroe and Julia Morely, is admired and sought after, yet hardly taken seriously in a pursuit where her looks do not give her a clear advantage.
What is even stranger is that there will be more tolerance of a woman who falls short of that enforced beauty standard, but is trying her best by way of chemicals and grooming and fashionable clothes to get there. Maybe it is a case where there is a presumption that a pretty woman did not truly earn whatever she has in life, that somewhere along the line, at a critical point, someone gave her a squeeze because she gave them (male or female) a squeeze. Or that her life has been a succession of 'blighs' as she goes through on a smile.
That is not, of course, necessarily the case. Maybe she has had to work harder to escape the wrath of those women who do look like Jinnys or the Jackasses whose fifth leg wrath has been denied.
But you know, politics and dancehall could have a link in this matter. If Beenie married D'Angel because she was Bounty's girlfriend (if, Jackass said, if) then maybe Hanna wants to run for the PNP because the Panton guy was in with the Jamaica Labour Party (JLP). This sounds like something the Twin of Twins could look into. Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey politics an well pretty no too mix. Jus' look ova Spain an outta Eas'.
Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey Lisa Hanna a get a rough time wid de PNP suppen, but she no do nobody nutten.
Politics, politics, politics, gunshot, gunshot, sodomite tape, borderline play, politics, politics, politics (did Jackass say politics?). That is the news all around the country today.
Aaah. Politics and Lisa Hanna. Now that is a combination.
Over the past week or so, the news has been somewhat dominated by Prime Minister Portia Simpson Miller's selection of former Miss World Lisa Hanna to be the governing People's National Party (PNP) candidate in a South East St. Ann constituency and the impact it has had. All negative, as far as Jackass has seen, especially since it has been revealed that not only is Hanna not a member of the party (a clear requirement for running on its ticket. Duh!) but was also not enumerated to vote (ouch!).
But it is not the politics of the matter where Jackass sees the unlevelness of the matter, but in the woman herself. Because although Lisa Hanna came to national attention because of her beauty (yeah, yeah, with a little brains thrown in. Spell rat, R-A-T, spell cat, C-A-T, OK, that is the beauty competition brains standard, although many, of course, go higher) it is the same beauty that has caused her to come under more fire than Capleton and the entire David House crew can spit in one stage show.
If Lisa Hanna looked like a Jackass (OK, a Jinny, because y'all know the Jackass fifth leg thing) there would be hardly this level of rumpus.
It is a strange situation, where a good looking woman, by the standards of beauty enforced by Barbie, Marilyn Monroe and Julia Morely, is admired and sought after, yet hardly taken seriously in a pursuit where her looks do not give her a clear advantage.
What is even stranger is that there will be more tolerance of a woman who falls short of that enforced beauty standard, but is trying her best by way of chemicals and grooming and fashionable clothes to get there. Maybe it is a case where there is a presumption that a pretty woman did not truly earn whatever she has in life, that somewhere along the line, at a critical point, someone gave her a squeeze because she gave them (male or female) a squeeze. Or that her life has been a succession of 'blighs' as she goes through on a smile.
That is not, of course, necessarily the case. Maybe she has had to work harder to escape the wrath of those women who do look like Jinnys or the Jackasses whose fifth leg wrath has been denied.
But you know, politics and dancehall could have a link in this matter. If Beenie married D'Angel because she was Bounty's girlfriend (if, Jackass said, if) then maybe Hanna wants to run for the PNP because the Panton guy was in with the Jamaica Labour Party (JLP). This sounds like something the Twin of Twins could look into. Jackass sey di worl' no level. Jackass sey politics an well pretty no too mix. Jus' look ova Spain an outta Eas'.
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