Satiricus sighed. There were so many things people just didn’t get. Look how everyone cussing down Duvid GrainJa and Rum Jhaat – because they didn’t vote for the bill to stop money laundering in Guyana. But they didn’t know what great patriots these men were… how they only thought of what was good for the people and never for themselves.
The thought came to Satiricus as he marvelled at the Christmas tree at Rahaman’s Park. He passed it on the way back from his place of toil. Every year, his spirits would have been lifted around now, because he knew his toil would be lightened in the Christmas season.
And why not? All the “small piece” from the clan in New York and Toronto used to become quite a “big piece” when he added them up. But not as big as the sport he would throw with all that moolah in his hands.
He and the fellas would live it up at the backstreet bar every night – booze and beers!! The fellas used to receive their “small piece” also. Man, it was bedlam in the backstreet. But never mind his name, Rum Jhaat decided this carousing had to stop.
Not for him, of course. He was too far gone, poor fella… he was an alcoholic and had to put away a bottle (or two) every day. As for Duvid GrainJa… well… he never believed in fun. Did anyone, anywhere, ever see the man smile? And that is why they voted down the bill… so that the outside banks would make it hard for the family up in New York and Toronto to send down money. Kill bill!!! Kill bill!!! Satiricus had heard them chanting in Parliament at the time.
Satiricus knew it must have been harder on Rum Jhaat and GrainJa than on the Guyanese who wouldn’t get money. But it showed the calibre of these great leaders: when the going gets tough – the tough gets going.
But then the thought struck Satiricus. Not everybody spent their “small piece” on beers and rum. Lotsa people would use the money to buy Christmas decorations. His wife used her “small piece” to buy curtains every Christmas.
And it also paid for black cake and ginger beer and such Christmas fare. And some people bought clothes.
What were they going to do this Christmas now that Rum Jhaat and GrainJa cut off their money? Satiricus sighed. He knew these great leaders knew what they were doing. The people would have eaten too much. It was for their own good. Kill bill!!