aye allyuh, whey d lime?

so the fbi put out a warning about an email scam- just to let us poor folk know that if we receive email claiming to be from the fbi saying that they're monitoring our cybernavigation, we should ignore it. it's junk. the fbi would never send unsolicited email to private accounts.
like we thought for a nanosecond that they'd tell us they're monitoring us.
also notice they didn't bother denying the surveillance...

now, getting to the point i was about to make yesterday, i finally figured out how to articulate what bothers me about american society: nobody could just lime.
now, for those who still haven't appreciated the sentiment of this expression, liming is "the art of doing nothing"; to lime is "to congregate for idle chatter" and the lime is the persons gathered for that "purpose" and/or the event/locale of said gathering (if i left out any shades of, or implied meanings it's only an attempt at brevity).
this expression is conjugated into every known part of speech (much like any standard cuss-usage as noun, verb, adjective, et al) and is employed as such as frequently as it occurs in trini life, which is constantly.
neither word nor act require any thought on our part- we are born knowing what it is and how to do it (mostly, it happens automatically), so its shades of meaning are never discussed. which is why i'd never articulated what strikes me as lame about the usa this succintly- the answer is a word i temporarily release from my vocabulary every time i touch down in this country.
but i read something that reminded me that implicit in liming is that the activity implies there being no other reason for its occassion than the thing itself. and that's the thing exactly- when some of us chicks (d.c.) got together the other day for 'ladies night' and our significant others got together for a guys' night (not much choice, since the ladies were kicking one of them out of his shared residence for the night, so he and the boys came by me+grims when i left for the girls) what i said was great was us getting together just for the sake of getting together, instead of a birthday or some holiday or visiting friend or friend's show or other shit that comes with expectations of a certain type of attitude and behaviour from those gathered to make it a good time for the b'day girl or director or friend-from-way-back or who-the-fuck-ever. this 1 time we were just there to enjoy each other's company for no other reason.
but still, somebody had to plan the night to make that happen, and we emailed about scheduling for fucking weeks over it, too.
nobody just passed by and limed until somebody realised (without a day-planner, no less) the night was done and it was tomorrow. and i realise this is what i was trying to tell the ladies.
when i land in trini, i pass by people on the way from the airport to home and end up liming for hours, sometimes still in winter clothes, and getting home in the wee hours of next morning after landing since dinnertime. and half the time i'm doing this with my mom, the other half with zed, so it's not like it's about seeing people i don't talk to that often anymore.
americans don't ever pass and buss a lime. every gathering, outing, or event is planned to fucking death and evites have to go out weeks in advance. trinis decide now where to go now, if we go somewhere that isn't a pardner's or cousin's house (accessible food is crucial) and other pardners always welcome. we reach when we reach and ride out when we ride, without scheduling when and with whom big posse movements will happen, because big posses just fall in.
liming is never as stressful as making plans to get together and hang out.
i need a lime.

walk good.