After working over 2,100 weeks, 11,000 days and over 88,000 hours I finally realized, two weeks ago, while sitting next to a pool, reading a book, on a hot island, that all my years of toil and so called achievements has made me into nothing more than the perfect self employed, self made, anonymous, corporate serf. Got the kids and their kids, a house, two cars and a wife, who hasn't left me yet, but I don't own any of it. You can't own people, even your family members in my neighborhood and the banks own everything else. So I continue to work to service the debt and remain the perfect TD customer. I just wish they had more of those comfy green chairs available, so I could at least relax when I deposit my bi-weekly interest payment. But, anonymously blogging as Willy Loman, even as sparsely as I do, is a real break from reality and great for my soul. I can anonymously rant and rave, bear my grievances, state my case or just have fun. Blogging is my way out from under, s...
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Particularly enjoyable over the past few months were the several science-fiction essays on the nice little Dougie, Champeen of the Bewildered Little People of Ontari-ario.
Previously, assurances were given as to the real warm and cuddly nature of the former premier of Saskatchewan, one Wall No Ears.
Seems odd to find on a so-called progressive blog, praise for Cons. But we were assured these pols were really friendly guys and definitely not petrified dinosaurs sent to deliver prehistoric social programs to the huddled masses.
Through it all the self-promotion of the author shone through. Lookit my pals!
I read the blog to see what heaps of overconfident self-righteousness looks like in print.
Progressive? Hardly. The one thing I do applaud is the strong anti-racist stance. Gotta give him that.
Monty Starshine
Monty Sunshine, great name BTW. I agree with you, it is somewhat captivating reading Warrens blogs. Sort of like watching a slow motion car crash from inside a drunk drivers mind.