A U.S. DEA officer under a co-operation agreement with Jamaica stopped at
a farm in St Elizabeth with his team and engaged an old Rastaman in
conversation. He told him, "I need to inspect your ranch for illegally
grown ganja (marijuana)."
The Rastaman looked at them suspiciously and said, "Okay , but don't go
in that field over there.....", and he pointed out the location.
The DEA officer verbally exploded saying, "Mister, I have the authority of the
Federal Government of the U.S.A. and also of the Jamaican Government with me
! How dare you to tell me where I can go??"
Reaching into his rear pants pocket, he removed his badge and proudly
displayed it to the Rastaman.....
"See this BADGE??! This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I
wish....On any land ! No questions asked or answers given!! Have I made
myself clear? Do you understand ?!"
The Rastaman nodded politely and said "Sorry baas"..... and went about his
A short time later, the old Rastaman heard loud screams, looked up and saw the
DEA officer running for his life, being chased by the Rastaman's angry big Red
With every step, the bull was gaining ground on the officer and it seemed
he'd sure enough get gored before he reached safety. The officer was clearly
as he shouted for help.
The Rastaman then threw down his tools, ran to the fence and yelled at the top
of his lungs to the DEA officer, "Yuh badge, show 'im yuh BADGE!"