Working for assholes can really take its toll. Pardon my lack of eloquence, but there are times where a vulgarity, aptly employed, reveals more truth than several more erudite phrases. I believe this to be one of them.
Lest you immediately think I am referring to our esteemed guests, let me persuade you that such is the furthest from my thoughts. No, I am alluding to those who do the bidding of the owner-class. Those soulless, lifeless banes of mankind's very existence. Vampires by any other name. Neither stupidity or cynicism knows its bounds in the cold hearts that beat in their hollow chests. Their ability to lie and deceive is unmatched. Their own greed and lust is so great they'd rob their own mothers blind. If there is ever a revolution in this country, it is their heads we should mount along the highways. Let the very rich remain — it would best behoove us to let this be a reminder to them. No longer able to dictate their wills, and now with a clear reminder that lest they not pay heed, they too shall find themselves headless — we just might see a blessed resurgence of philanthropy!
Monday, 8 November 2010
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