People 'make their own history, but they do not make it as they please; they do not make it under self-selected circumstances, but under circumstances existing already, given and transmitted from the past'.
For my father, Alfred Anthony Young (1924-69).
My mother, Joyce Young.
And Jamaica, land we love.
Me and the boys was sitting in the shop talking 'bout how good business was and how we need to go hire up some help and that is when she show up.
The other thing that strike me 'bout the way Jamaica changing is how everybody start talking 'bout Africa. Is like we 'Out of Many', but the 'One People' seem to be just the Africans. Is Africa this and Africa that. Marcus Garvey and Haile Selassie. And ever since the world discover Bob Marley, everything turn to Rasta and reggae. It like they think the only true Jamaican is a African. Like they forget that the original Jamaican was the Arawak Indian and after the Spanish and the British get through murdering all of them we was all imports. Every last one of us. But it no matter, all I see and hear everyday now is how we got to get back to Africa.
That is when I realize that I not dead yet, so maybe it not all lost. And I remember how Zhang rest his palm flat on my chest one time and say to me, 'Everything is in your own heart.'
As a boy, Pao came to Jamaica with his mother and brother in the wake of the Chinese Civil War. Pao becomes a powerful man, but he's not a typical crime boss. He is sensitive at heart and guided by the principles 0f Sun Tzu's Art of War, even though , as he discovers, the wisdom of the ancient Chinese sage can be tough to interpret when applied to the criminal annd predicament he faces.… (more)