<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:36:52.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Underworld</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-7200562538261864923</id><published>2008-02-09T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T13:47:44.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex Tape Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yuh done know Jamaica people how dem homophobic, di artiste career woulda end, dem caan guh no weh inna Jamaica guh perform, yuh know how di crowd stay," Black-Er said, adding "an Jamaican artiste lick out suh hard 'gainst dat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I retired. I’m such a big bombaat disgrace to the dancehall music industry, going against everyting dem stand fa!! If anybody find out mi woulda haffi run weh, dah link deh wid me and ma bregin dem woulda cut off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways DYCR is ma big bregin still. Him have a song bout the whole “Sex Tape Saga.” I’ve been getting quite a bit of emails asking me about it. So lemmi just say the tape real still, mi nuh deh pon it doh. Haffi keep my sexuality to myself. There’s an article on it which states:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;“ARTISTES, INCLUDING DYCR, have expressed their concerns about sex tapes that were allegedly found in the home of Ambassador Peter King after his death. The 'sex tapes', which are said to feature men performing homosexual acts, have become a major source of interest for the public. However, what has become a public phenomenon also has implications for local entertainers. It has been rumoured that some local entertainers have starring roles and have made cameo appearances.”……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You can check out the link though to get the rest of the scoop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamaica-star.com/thestar/20060412/ent/ent1.html"&gt;http://www.jamaica-star.com/thestar/20060412/ent/ent1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh if you want the lyrics to his song, you can get it from:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.claudemills.com/?p=201"&gt;http://www.claudemills.com/?p=201&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-7200562538261864923?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/7200562538261864923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=7200562538261864923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/7200562538261864923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/7200562538261864923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/sex-tape-saga.html' title='Sex Tape Saga'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-8581175088511132482</id><published>2008-02-08T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T13:49:08.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Reggae Artistes Sell Out to the Gay Movement?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realised that I've been on a lot since recently...but I have been doing a lot of reading and keep finding things that are of importance to me, things that I want to share.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Three years. Five million US dollars lost. And the Stop Murder Music campaign just keeps chugging along. Last week, the advocates of the campaign trumpeted what they claim to be a major breakthrough in their campaign when they got three major reggae artistes, Sizzla, Capleton and Beenie Man to sign the Reggae Compassionate Act. The act, touted as being of historic importance to the gay community, effectively announces that “reggae artistes renounced homophobia, and hailed the deal as “ a major blow against homophobia in the Caribbean and in popular music”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wanna read more:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.claudemills.com/?p=228"&gt;http://www.claudemills.com/?p=228&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There are some gay activists who use their money power and influence to kill the careers of our dancehall artistes. They do this because they know the power of reggae and dancehall music and they don't want such a popular art form to be used to condemn a lifestyle which they want to see normalized and accepted as a lifestyle. Even though I’d like to see homosexuals gain more rights, I disagree with the way gay activists go about it. The gays are free to campaign against the deejays and to urge boycott of their concerts and record-buying, causing them to lose millions (these are my friends were talking about). So why shouldn’t the deejays have the right to attack the homosexual lifestyle, even if it constitutes prejudice? Everyone has the freedom to speak; however, I think the deejays should do this without using ‘murderous lyrics.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-8581175088511132482?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/8581175088511132482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=8581175088511132482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/8581175088511132482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/8581175088511132482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-reggae-artistes-sell-out-to-gay.html' title='Did Reggae Artistes Sell Out to the Gay Movement?'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-7461657730121568102</id><published>2008-02-07T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T08:36:10.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAMAICAN MOB READY TO BOOM BYE BYE  TWO HOMOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/o1IOGWNk2J0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/o1IOGWNk2J0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-7461657730121568102?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/7461657730121568102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=7461657730121568102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/7461657730121568102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/7461657730121568102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/jamaican-mob-ready-to-boom-bye-bye-two_07.html' title='JAMAICAN MOB READY TO BOOM BYE BYE  TWO HOMOS'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-1914547119668821217</id><published>2008-02-07T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T08:29:05.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battyman gets beaten in Jamaica </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/CVq3TRYAXiw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/CVq3TRYAXiw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-1914547119668821217?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/1914547119668821217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=1914547119668821217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/1914547119668821217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/1914547119668821217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/battyman-gets-beaten-in-jamaica.html' title='Battyman gets beaten in Jamaica '/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-7713905972552509334</id><published>2008-02-07T08:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T08:36:43.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vidoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://youtube.com/v/o1IOGWNk2J0'/" width="'425'" height="'350'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yo check out these videos on youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about mobs beating cross-dressers. Shouts of "batty bwoy fi dead" were heard. This is what gay people in Jamaica go through if they "come out". Jamaica is so anti-gay to raahtid!! Now do you understand why I live a hidden life. I guess I'm just marching to the tune of a different drum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-7713905972552509334?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/7713905972552509334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=7713905972552509334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/7713905972552509334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/7713905972552509334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/jamaican-mob-ready-to-boom-bye-bye-two.html' title='Vidoes'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-2260761237384792676</id><published>2008-02-07T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T07:17:08.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wrote a poem last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time I’ve become a new person&lt;br /&gt;Hiding and wishing I was someone else&lt;br /&gt;These strong feelings inside me trying to get out&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way for me to express what this is all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to live my life, but I’m living a lie&lt;br /&gt;Continuously asking myself “why?”&lt;br /&gt;How do we all survive in a world that kills you and me?&lt;br /&gt;We keep trying to gain rights, but rights that’ll never be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we born gay?&lt;br /&gt;Or is this just God’s chosen way&lt;br /&gt;Here we are searching for answers,&lt;br /&gt;But it seems as if none of this really matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to music that discriminates my own kind&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts playing games in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Hanging with people that would kill me if they knew&lt;br /&gt;No one to tell, it’s just between me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to come out is something I can’t do&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll continue pretending to be the person I’ll never be&lt;br /&gt;Blogging in this Underworld…&lt;br /&gt;…about the other me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-2260761237384792676?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/2260761237384792676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=2260761237384792676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/2260761237384792676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/2260761237384792676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wrote-poem-last-night-over-time-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-3326808432368304959</id><published>2008-02-06T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:29:44.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve been thinking a lot to today and decided to share my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a strange life up till now. It seems as though I've been searching forever. As far back as I can remember. I know that whatever I was doing, there remained a desolate yearning inside me. I’ve tried to analyze myself in all situations asking “why?” But I think we all ask and wonder. Never did I settle or feel "at one" with the world and all its distractions. Maybe I've always been too much of a thinker, a worrier. Surely there is more to life than what the world offers, we just need to keep searching until we can find it; push our minds to the limit. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think many of us (homosexuals) are aware of the strange urges for male contact, but because of the unacceptable aspect of it in our societies, we fight the feelings for a good many years. All gay men are as lost as each other and so cannot fill the emptiness that has been there since the first years of childhood. Maybe we need to take on a spiritual approach so that we can find our true selves and somehow be guided. And I think that is what I need to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-3326808432368304959?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/3326808432368304959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=3326808432368304959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/3326808432368304959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/3326808432368304959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-thoughts.html' title='My Thoughts'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-5706864990682298005</id><published>2008-02-05T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T13:50:31.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just been surfing the net all day. I found this article dated March 25, 2007. It was rather interesting so I decided to share it. The part that caught my eye the most though was "Power of reggae, dancehall." Of course it peaked my interest because that's my industry. Or was... Lemmi know what you think. Here's the link:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamaica-gleaner.com/gleaner/20070325/focus/focus2.html"&gt;http://www.jamaica-gleaner.com/gleaner/20070325/focus/focus2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-5706864990682298005?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/5706864990682298005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=5706864990682298005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/5706864990682298005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/5706864990682298005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-been-surfing-net-all-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-6369064981269150671</id><published>2008-02-02T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T07:33:25.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had so much fun today it was unbelievable!! Today's my friends birthday...so we went to the beach to hang out and party. However, apart from having all that fun, some conversations we had reminded me of all the pretending I have to do when I'm around them...pretending that I hate the person I really am, but I can't do anything else, can I? It's so degrading to call people a "faggot" when I am one also. I find it difficult living a double life; being a "faggot" is hard for me. After seeing how the people around me treat gay people, I slowly begin to lose respect for them and their perspectives. This has made me depressed, uncomfortable and uneasy around them sometimes. And since recently, I constantly watch the people around me like a hawk, looking for signs of suspicion. Well...thats all for now...Lata. Overall though, I had a pretty good day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-6369064981269150671?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/6369064981269150671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=6369064981269150671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/6369064981269150671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/6369064981269150671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-4541156590915561872</id><published>2008-01-28T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T03:14:19.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living a Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was younger, I had an attraction for my sisters Barbie dolls, I’d try on her clothes etc. In general, an attraction for feminine things I guess. But I never thought of myself as gay…just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on I found myself having attractions to males which was confusing because previously I had loved girls. And that was when I knew I was gay. I felt a range of emotions; anger, disgust, self-loathing, confusion. I felt scared and lost. I wanted to tell someone but I knew I couldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I came to accept the fact that I was a ‘battyman’ and found a way to cope with it through my music. This is the person I am now. The other me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows I’m gay. Well who the hell do you tell that to? Definitely not your parents and for damn sure not your best friend. So I buried it deep down and tried to act as straight as I could. I was certain that nobody knew I was gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, I’m happily married to a beautiful woman, she doesn’t know because I’m terrified that she’ll leave me once she knows about the feelings that I have for other guys. I guess you could say she’s my cover up - being an artiste made me popular…always on the scene. I had to hide it. I’m a brother on the down-low.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-4541156590915561872?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/4541156590915561872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=4541156590915561872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/4541156590915561872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/4541156590915561872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/01/living-lie.html' title='Living a Lie'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3121263420820936871.post-8203797986094529891</id><published>2008-01-27T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:12:10.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought I had given up writing when I was 30, but I still find this need to express myself and so instead of songs, I'm gonna be blogging. Here goes the first chapter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a 'battyman' (a Jamaican epithet for homosexual) living in Jamaica, as you probably know, one of the most homophobic countries. Of course you couldn't just walk around and make everybody know you're gay (you'd probably be slaughtered haha). So thats when i started composing my songs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3121263420820936871-8203797986094529891?l=thesilentdig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/feeds/8203797986094529891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3121263420820936871&amp;postID=8203797986094529891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/8203797986094529891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3121263420820936871/posts/default/8203797986094529891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesilentdig.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-beginning.html' title='The New Beginning'/><author><name>Digby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04297768755269875225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
