|Fin I wiz in Jamaica in the mid 70s I bed in a plaicie cad Highgate
n the Rasta lads, fin they past yi on the street, wid say Ites raither
than Hiya. Rumour hid it that they guys wisnae ayewiz in thir ain heeds
thir brains wiz racin awa in a diffrint warl fae the likes o hiz. Since then Ive bin
mair aware of that fact that ithir fouks heeds kin be in a diffrint place fae mine
even fin theyre sober, lat alane fin theyre foo.
||In the mid 70s I lived in a mountain village in Jamaica. When
Rastafari passed in the street their greeting was 'Ites'. They were a peaceful lot with
brains addled by marijuana - a requirement of their religion! Since that time I have been
acutely aware that many people think differently from myself - even when they are
are in full possession of their senses.