Satiricus was still enjoying the Emancipation holiday. Satiricus enjoyed it even more since it fell on a Monday and he had a long weekend over which he could indulge. The Back Street Bar was chock full of revellers and Satiricus raised his beer bottle to his friend Cappo and said with fervour: “Cappo, this is the best holiday in Guyana, you know!”
“Wha’ mek da?” replied Cappo as he clinked his beer bottle to Satiricus’.
“Well, today, we are free to do whatever we want, my friend,” Satiricus shouted over the din, “Today is the day the queen of England gave us freedom! And I told my wife since she is my Queen, today she has to give me freedom!”
“An’ wha’ she seh?” Cappo asked with interest. He knew Mrs Satiricus kept a tight leash on his buddy.
“She said, “OK”! Once I come home by 8pm,” said Satiricus gleefully as he raised his arms, “Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty I am free at last!”
Cappo shook his head ruefully and changed the topic. “Bai, me see like Prezzie bring peace ova in Region 5.”
“That is the spirit of Emancipation, Cappo,” said Satiricus. “Today even the lion will lie down with the lamb! You see how the Chairman and the Singing Councillor hug each other?”
“Prezzie is de greatest, Sato,” said Cappo. “But like yuh na know how he get de Singa Lady fuh mek peace?”
“What he did?” said Satiricus with a puzzled look. “I thought he just told them to kiss and make up?”
“Budday!! Like yuh na bin a lissen,” Cappo said with some heat. ” Yuh na hear when Prezzie tell all de Chairman ‘Leh Baigan be Baigan’?
“Yes, I heard that. “Let bygones be bygones” Prezzie said,” replied Satiricus.
“Right!” replied Cappo. “Le’ Bigan be Bigan’. Prezzie leh de Chairman know de Singing Lady gat mo’ seed dan Bigan. An’ he betta give up and mek peace!”
