He was chanting and smashed a coconut in the middle of a dead end road?
Is this some type of cult activity?
Maybe it is related to Santeria.
Never let a dead end road go to waste.
I lived in south Florida during the first wave of Haitian immigration during the late 1970’s.
They were really wonderful people then, gentle, hard working, friendly.
And they recognized the cultural situation almost instantly.
In other words, the first time they met you they would explain, like five times, that “We are not American Blacks.”
According to my Dad, all that has changed.
Now, they are just one more Hard Left angry immigrant group.