The Big Serf Strike

This will certainly not be the deepest or most analytic essay I’ve ever published and I apologize to the people I’ve moved down, but it needs to be said and I’ll just say it briefly-

The only things the Versailles Villagers care about are money, and approval.

Don’t give them that.

Don’t pay for their shit.  Spit on them!

Don’t watch their shows or vote for them or pay for their products.  Tell them in the Mega-Mart when you meet them that they are hurting America, that they are nothing but failed novelists and stenographers.

I’m not asking for the world here or advocating pitchforks and torches or even that you stop doing what you need to do to provide for yourself and your family.

What I am saying is that you have to give up pretending that everything is normal.

That those bruises of yours are just because you are clumsy and “undiplomatic”.

It is well past time for you to take a good look at your life and decide if you are better off than you were 4 years ago.

Or even last year.

Oh Rose, have something to eat.

Two hundred thousand years in the future he’s dying, and there’s nothing I can do.

Well, like you said, two hundred thousand years, it’s way off!

But it’s not!  It’s now.  That fight is happening right now!  And he’s fighting for us, for the whole planet, and I’m just sitting here eating chips!

Listen to me!  God knows I have hated that man, but right now I love him, and do you know why?  Cause he did the right thing, he sent you back to me!

But what do I do every day, Mum?  What do I do?  Get up, catch the bus, go to work, come back home, eat chips and go to bed, is that it?!

It’s what the rest of us do.

But I can’t!

Why, cause you’re better than us??

NO, I didn’t mean that!  I just…  But it was.  It was a better life!

And I don’t mean all the travelling, and seeing aliens and spaceships and things, that don’t matter.

The Doctor showed me a better way of living your life.  You know, he showed you too!

That you don’t just give up!  You don’t just let things happen!

You make a stand, you say no, you have the guts to do what’s right when everyone else just runs away.


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  1. Time to stop playing victim and make a stand.

    I’m not asking for much.

    Are you a coward, or a patriot?

  2. Never.  Those, Mr. my friend, are fightin words.  I’m getting my pitch fork keyboard and I’ll have at it.  The keyboard is mightier than the sword.  And it’s able to leap tall buildings at a single bound.  EOM.

  3. Can we just stop pretending everything is okay?

    • TMC on December 22, 2009 at 04:35

    Considering where I was last year, I’d say I’m a least safer. Are things better? Well, no. Did I expect then  to be? Nope. I never bought into the “hopium” addiction. Is everything normal? Sure it is, if your definition of normal is a disaster just without the shelling or aftershocks.


    • Inky99 on December 22, 2009 at 08:09

    are those with nothing to lose.

    If they keep milking us, we’ll all, pretty soon, have nothing to lose.

    And that’s when things get scary.  For them.

    Here’s what seem to be their plans for us:

    Look for the diary cow in there.

    • Joy B. on December 22, 2009 at 16:19

    Don’t do shopping, dream about what it would be like to go to the grocery store without a list and a strict budget and just buy all the food I’d like. That never happens, though. Don’t have television, those 300 channels of crap with three minutes of mindless drivel interspersed between 5 minutes of commercials, 24-7. Paying $100 a month for the ‘privilege’ of getting the constant hard sell for stuff I can’t afford and don’t need.

    But I bought two pairs of boot slippers at Sears the other day, stuck at the mall for four hours while Papa was busy entertaining kids. Regular $26.99 on sale for $9.99, lined with fake fur with rubber soles with tread! The checkout counter was packed. When they finally got to me the wage-bot asked if I wanted to pay more for a Sears card application (they’d refuse) that would save me money on future purchases I wouldn’t make. No, thanks. Then she asked if I wanted to pay more into their “Support the Troops” fund for cookies and socks next year. Pissed me right off.

    I gave her the hairy eyeball and responded loudly for all the harried shoppers to hear. I actually DO support the troops, thanks. Have two kids in these fights who need more than cookies and socks and no I wasn’t about to pay Sears more for two pairs of $9.99 slippers than the $9.99 they were on sale for, which is the reason I was standing at that damned checkout counter trying to pay for them. She stopped trying to get me to pay more, thankfully. At least six other harried shoppers wished me a Merry Christmas as I left with my two pairs of cheap slippers, more than I could afford in the first place.

    Grumble, grumble. Bah, Humbug!!!

  4. I have a deep mistrust of anybody who calls themselves a patriot.

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