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Mar. 15th, 2005
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Mar. 15th, 2005 05:59 pmI went out to get some adhesive film for the incantor keyboard (got it) and a birthday present for Jimmy (also got it). The incantor talks to me. Not just like an incantor would talk to me; it talks to me. It says things. I hear it in my head when I'm not listening to it.
Two middle-aged men going to pot were carrying a folding table out of a church meeting hall and putting it in a truck; a small half-deflated balloon trailed along at their feet momentarily sucked out by the wake created by the broad, flat surface. "we all FLOAT down here," I thought.
Stopped off at Togo's to get a sandwich; parked under a banner where a photo of sandwiches had been so oversharpened that the bread looked like alien cellulose. Ordered my sandwich and leaned on the counter, eyes closed. I always wonder what they think when I do that, like am I stoned or tired or what. My foot hit something as I turned to go; I bent down to pick it up and it was a pin-on button that said "kiss me I'm famous".
I'm thinking about growing raspberry bushes, just because I'd have raspberries if I wanted them. I'm not sure why this is desirable. Lately I've become very unsatisfied with two-dimensional art, particularly that done electronically; I'm becoming addicted to fabricating real objects. Reshaping the world one gadget at a time.
Two middle-aged men going to pot were carrying a folding table out of a church meeting hall and putting it in a truck; a small half-deflated balloon trailed along at their feet momentarily sucked out by the wake created by the broad, flat surface. "we all FLOAT down here," I thought.
Stopped off at Togo's to get a sandwich; parked under a banner where a photo of sandwiches had been so oversharpened that the bread looked like alien cellulose. Ordered my sandwich and leaned on the counter, eyes closed. I always wonder what they think when I do that, like am I stoned or tired or what. My foot hit something as I turned to go; I bent down to pick it up and it was a pin-on button that said "kiss me I'm famous".
I'm thinking about growing raspberry bushes, just because I'd have raspberries if I wanted them. I'm not sure why this is desirable. Lately I've become very unsatisfied with two-dimensional art, particularly that done electronically; I'm becoming addicted to fabricating real objects. Reshaping the world one gadget at a time.
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Mar. 15th, 2005 09:22 pmFreedom and democracy in the greatest country in the fucking world:
Employees may not realize just how vulnerable they are to termination. If the reason for losing your job seems unfair, many people's reasoning seems to go, it must be illegal.
Employment in most states, however, is "at will." That means that your employer has the right (outside of a few protectected categories such as age, race, and religion) to fire you at any time for any reason -- or for no reason at all.
I like this one. This is from what is allegedly a workers' rights advocate:
"It's hard to blame an employer for not wanting to absorb higher medical insurance costs," says Lewis Maltby, president of National Workrights Institute, a non-profit organization that advocates for rights in the workplace. "Why should I pay for your bad habit?"
I don't know. Why should I have to rent my body to you by the hour? Why should I have to depend on you for basic medical care? I think it's the same answer, which is, gosh, I guess we're not really free after all. Too bad! I guess it's all a big crock of shit, and the truth is only a click away from CNN's home page, but our pseudo-capitalist system is nevertheless the absolute pinnacle of human existence.
In related news, the chief executive of a major state-subsidized corporation, one founded on the business of manufacturing machines used for quick, remote mass-murder of human beings, was fired last week because he had sex with someone who worked at the same company. An industry analyst suggested that the firing reflected Boeing's ethical concerns. Thank you, human race, for making us laugh at life.
Employees may not realize just how vulnerable they are to termination. If the reason for losing your job seems unfair, many people's reasoning seems to go, it must be illegal.
Employment in most states, however, is "at will." That means that your employer has the right (outside of a few protectected categories such as age, race, and religion) to fire you at any time for any reason -- or for no reason at all.
I like this one. This is from what is allegedly a workers' rights advocate:
"It's hard to blame an employer for not wanting to absorb higher medical insurance costs," says Lewis Maltby, president of National Workrights Institute, a non-profit organization that advocates for rights in the workplace. "Why should I pay for your bad habit?"
I don't know. Why should I have to rent my body to you by the hour? Why should I have to depend on you for basic medical care? I think it's the same answer, which is, gosh, I guess we're not really free after all. Too bad! I guess it's all a big crock of shit, and the truth is only a click away from CNN's home page, but our pseudo-capitalist system is nevertheless the absolute pinnacle of human existence.
In related news, the chief executive of a major state-subsidized corporation, one founded on the business of manufacturing machines used for quick, remote mass-murder of human beings, was fired last week because he had sex with someone who worked at the same company. An industry analyst suggested that the firing reflected Boeing's ethical concerns. Thank you, human race, for making us laugh at life.