Another extract from the book (the author's not, actually):
Last June, while putting the finishing touches to this work, I received from Jamaica the phone call I had feared for a few weeks. I knew what it meant: Duane Waxteen was dead. Duane was the Don (godfather), of Tallawah Town, a small community in Kingston. He had been on the run for a while, after he had shot at the police who had come to question him about a homicide. Nobody really expected him to resurface alive. His body, stabbed and shot, was eventually cast up by the sea on a Kingston beach, so decomposed his family could hardly identify him.
Waxteen killed his first man when he was seventeen. The guy had molested his sister, he shot him thirteen times in broad daylight, in the middle of a main avenue. Released shortly afterwards—as no witness turned up against him—he celebrated by drinking a beer. From that day on, his life has been a storm of fear, worries, and regrets. He made it, nonetheless, to the highest social position he could have dreamt of, to become his community’s Don. When I met him, he was ruling a phalange of veteran gunmen who had survived the political wars of the 1980s, and a guard of young and dreadful wolves. Dead at thirty-seven, including ten years behind bars—quite an achievement in lethal Jamaica.
Last May, when the police reached his place, he used his girlfriend as a human shield, firing at the officers. Then he jumped a fence—losing his handgun in the process—and disappeared. He did not get far. According to the police investigation, he embarked on a small boat near Kingston Harbour to flee the country. The smugglers operating it apparently shot and stabbed him to death shortly after their departure, then threw his body overboard; a terrible ending, quite predictable—nonetheless disturbing. Duane, after all, was nothing but a puppet manipulated by what Jamaicans call bigger heads—those who make all the profits, who set up the rules of a rigged game, the big fishes who feast on the small ones... or have them eaten by crabs. Crime in Jamaica is just a political mafia.
Let’s make it clear, Dons are no angels but monsters for the most part; bred, fed, and tamed by politicians who protect them, punish them, and sometimes have them killed. Considering the brutal ending of Waxteen and his entire existence, one may wonder who are the real monsters in Jamaica? Who does crime really profit?
In 2010, the police and the army raided the community of the most powerful Don of the island, Christopher “Dudus” Coke, the Prime Minister’s creature. His downfall led to the downfall of his protector, and to a decrease of crime on the island. And some would like us to believe that crime has been emancipated from its political mentors, that it now lies in the hands of the small and ill-organized gangs scattered all over the country—as if Duane Waxteen and his likes had taken control of Jamaica. A joke.
In 1995, American journalist Laurie Gunst published her book Born Fi’ Dead, about the birth of Jamaican posses (gangs) and their relocating in the States in the early 1980s. As I translated it into French some fifteen years later, I kept on adding footnotes to tell the readers what had happened since 1995. The downfall of “Dudus” is—or could be—a turning point in the history of crime in Jamaica, as the new Government has decided to grab the opportunity to eradicate crime and corruption. The ideal time to tell the half of the story that is never told in books—the dark face of Jamaica, a morbid reality shared by three million people who live under the yoke of organized crime, its armies of child soldiers, and a bunch of ruthless politicians; the latter being much more dangerous than all the Duane Waxteens of Jamaica.
Buy the E-book: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FAOFXU8
The website: http://www.gangs-of-jamaica.com
Also, a few links for the first reviews, in English (rather a news) on United Reggae:http://unitedreggae.com/news/n1654/102213/gangs-of-jamaica-the-babylonian-wars ; in Spanish (from Argentina): http://www.jamming.com.ar/web/principal ... on-problem
; or in Italian, on Reggae.it: http://www.reggae.it/gangs-of-jamaica-t ... nians-war/