Jamaican



sound wave featured image Journal 2026.02.12 Jamaican

Jamaican. I was a kid, and my obsession with languages and dialects started when I heard Jamaican people speak Jamaican. My mom and I lived next to some for a while. Someone was always playing music. People were always outside over there. I felt safe as a kid. But why am I typing all of this? If I’m right about my readers, I think most of you have ADHD. Maybe that’s a way we connect, but also maybe you appreciate the challenge. The challenge of decoding a way of writing where the author grips brevity by the mane in every sentence, never giving a single word more than is necessary for the reader to connect one point to another. Because ADHD people looove puzzles (imagine my head tilting back). ESPECIALLY new ones!

But yeah, I don’t need to write anything here. If I’m right about you, you jumped to the audio first anyway. I’m not mad. I appreciate having my questions answered. It’s satisfying.

Because who has the stamina for unanswered questions? Like, what’s the difference in the edited version versus the unedited version? The difference is that I, a person with a YouTube account, appreciate the ability to partake in audio content in its polished version or in its raw version. And sometimes both!

The unedited version – to get back to the topic in a different paragraph to see clever – contains all pauses, rants, character breaks, and retakes. I’ve only enhanced the volume to match the other track. (Of course, I matched the volumes. I’m not an animal.)

Also, I like experiments. Experiments are puzzles wearing glasses. And we looove puzzles!

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