Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Musical Story
“After the kid at Cornell joined a madrigal group, His Hugeness thought he'd like some at the plant.
Soon male voices bounced off puddles of industrial filth and
through cranes. I'm being caustic: sounded pretty nice actually.
Females exempted--they’re risk-adverse anyway.
Well, somebody always monkeys around in peacetime, and
one bunch decided they'd sing barbershop instead.
Fired! He can't do that? Yes he can, legally. Our worker rights
about on par with Central America.
Insane? He does Insane.”
“After the kid at Cornell joined a madrigal group, His Hugeness thought he'd like some at the plant.
Soon male voices bounced off puddles of industrial filth and
through cranes. I'm being caustic: sounded pretty nice actually.
Females exempted--they’re risk-adverse anyway.
Well, somebody always monkeys around in peacetime, and
one bunch decided they'd sing barbershop instead.
Fired! He can't do that? Yes he can, legally. Our worker rights
about on par with Central America.
Insane? He does Insane.”
Labels: arbitrary firing, Capitalism, worker rights
