It doesn’t matter how many times I saw it, I’ve never fully become desensitized to seeing this kind of behavior in a public place. This is but one example that I managed to catch of camera of what is genuinely quite a common site on the dance floor of clubs and bars on English speaking Caribbean islands (that pic was taken at the Cinqo de Mayo street parade in the Cayman Islands).

I’m trying very hard to not sound like an old prude in commenting about this because heaven knows I’m not adverse the odd bit of hip grinding action on the dance floor. I’d be lying if I tried to claim that I’d never participated in odd ‘public display of affection’ on the dance floor of an establishment that purveys alcoholic beverages.

However, I’ve always been a fan of what many people would consider to be the stylish and romantic Latin dances such as the Tango or Rumba (I would love to say that I was more then just a fan but as I discovered in Cuba, white men who grew up in Australia playing sport just look plain bad when placed next to Latin guys who grew up on the dance floor).

What I regularly saw in Reggae and Ska clubs was what, when I was growing up, would have been described as doggy-style dry-rooting. Basically, with the exception of the fact that there were still clothes involved and that we were in a public place, I would have sworn that I was getting a free demonstration of some Caribbean-style love moves. There was certainly no imagination required.

If nothing else, call me an old school romantic, but I’ve always considered that it was only polite to make eye contact with the person that you’re getting up close, personal and physically acquainted with.