Preaching on JUTC bus

So recently the issue has come up and people have been throwing out their opinions here there and everywhere. I currently don't take the JUTC buses but during my high school days I was a regular passenger. When it comes to the preaching on buses I mean yes we have the freedom to worship who we please and so forth but there is also the saying that there is a time and please for everything. I believe that the preaching on buses should indeed be banned because I believe it should be a choice for someone to want to be ministered to. I don't believe it should be forced on them they should be given the choice to turn it on or off like they could do in the comfort of their homes. When someone pays for a bus service they expect to be taken to their destination in relative comfort. One does not know what each individual is going through some may be tired, want to be left alone or troubled with various issues and would simply like to be left alone. These preachers on the buses always ask for a contribution after they deliver their sermons. Is this necessary to do? If your going to preach do so but don't be asking for payment for your services when no one asked for it in the first place. People might come forth and say that slowly but surely Jamaica is moving away from God by doing this but I don't see that as the case. The ever so popular thought is that we have freedom of speech well think about it what would happen if various entertainers decided to perform life music on JUTC buses would you still be defending their right to freedom of speech? Well, in the same manner rules and regulations have to be put in place to ensure that the majority of individuals are able to travel in comfort. If you feel the need to want to be ministered to step off and make your way to a church or pop in your headphones and listen to your sermon.

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