Some odd things happen on our island, out of the blue. This week, a small boat was intercepted by our Coast Guard off the south coast of the island. The boat contained one Jamaican, two Hondurans, four monkeys, 12 parrots, and one “tiger cub” - later identified as an ocelot (a young one, the size of a kitten). Oh, and “a quantity of marijuana” for good measure.
Sadly, the little ocelot managed to escape when they were landed on the wharf in Black River, St. Elizabeth. I don’t think he will be found. Black River is famous for its crocodiles, and of course there are always the street dogs, etc… Poor baby.
A local small hotelier says that smuggling exotic animals (one assumes from Central America) is not an unusual occurrence in the area. While everyone is scrambling to find the poor little lost kitten, I am wondering how this trade has been happening without anyone pointing to or reporting it.
But we do know that wildlife trafficking is a cruel, greedy, lucrative business - very often to fund organised crime. There’s lots of money to be made out of it, so they can buy more guns. At least this dramatic occurrence has served to highlight something that most Jamaicans were blissfully unaware of - but should know about.
By the way, selling native parrots in cages by the roadside in Jamaica, which is seen almost daily, especially on the north coast - that is illegal, and also helps to fund gangs, most likely. Instead of harassing motorists for having daytime lights on their cars, the police should pursue the issue of wildlife trafficking (and other environmental crimes) vigorously and courageously.
They could put a dent in it, if they tried.

'Oh, and “a quantity of marijuana” for good measure.'
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Not the point, I know, but talk about bringing coal to Newcastle!
The '60s American TV detective Honey West had an ocelot for a pet.