Yes, the music. The old reggae is lovely and mellow, but the dancehall music is all explicit sex acts with a melodious sound and rhythmic beat.
While living in the Philippines, I'd go to the local Gaisano mall, and upon entering, I would hear some dancehall songs blasting on the radio, explicit ones that are banned from airplay in Jamaica. I would watch the staff rocking to the beat, and then I'd hear an interruption in the music for the mass "Mother Mary..." I would burst out laughing...
Yes, my relationship with Jamaica is complex. I remember exploring the island and thinking to myself, my god! This is the most beautiful place ever. I want to travel the world but never leave Jamaica." Then within a few years of living there, I became realistic, as the fears of leaving my house increased.
I lived in "survival mode" when I was in Jamaica. That's why I'm alive. I don't want to revert to being a "savage" - hardened by my environment.
It pains me to know that my parents will live their final years in a country in that state.