Tuesday, June 07, 2016
Working At the Sawmill
Carly, Accountant and owner’s wife,
always passed your check with some
remark.
With me, always the same. “Some overtime
in there. Maybe you can start on your
falling-down shed I pass each morning?”
Getting the materials! I promised.
Actually the shed was used for the Saturday
Get-Together featuring The Banjo Maniacs
with Delsey-Do!
She carried a keyboard and sang.
Mix in some moonshine and marijuana and
harder!
This whole part of the county looked forward
to it.
Well, it did eventually fall down. No surprise.
And firemen dug us out.
Mostly scrapes and bruises, but I, your funny MC, missed a month at the sawmill.
Carly sent a card, original name scratched out.
Labels: drugs, Fate, sawmill, Southern, Southern worker
Thursday, February 19, 2015
The Nose on Your Ear
-Well, paid all my bills except the one.
-Run outa checks?
-Nope. Lost it.
-Call up! Ask them how much, etcetera.
-Don't remember who they is!
-If you was a company, you flop!
-Ah, but not before firing half the workers.
-Go on!
-Eliminating all vacations and overtime!
-Bingo!
-And then cutting the wages of the remaining
terrorized in half!
-Capitalism is one slicing marvel! Is the Big
Boss done?
-Raids the pension plan.
-Where you been? They’s gone long ago! Replaced
by IRAs, or THE WALL STREET BONANZA GOUGE.
-No matter, for now that he's whipped you into
submission, you're the chief selling-point
when he unloads to a competitor.
-Another Republican?
-Mais oui! What else?
-I can get ALONG with this new guy!
-First one fired!
-Too bad. I came close to working for nothing!
-That's the perfection they're aiming for.
They call it the Right To Work For Nothing.
-Well, good luck to the seven left.
-They're dismissed! Plant moves South!
-His first mistake! To the Land of Take This
Job and Shove It ?
-Things get shoved all right! Up the rectum
of the most docile and cowardly workers
in the world!
-Outside of Asia?
-Asian companies come there. Case closed.
-Will Cornpone Capitalism save the world?
-Undoubtedly! Plain as the nose on your ear.
-Psychosomatic. Now that I'm fired, I expect
it to migrate back to its proper place.
-We must keep our place. Therein lies happiness!
-Lies happen!
Labels: American Capitalism, benefits, Cornpone Capitalism, low wages, pay, Race to Bottom, Republican, Right To Work, South, Southern worker, wages, Wall Street
