by William Skink

Can’t pay rent? Don’t want to die in a Bezos death trap? Then register your dissatisfaction with a strike.

While you’re advocating to not be sacrificed on the pyre of America’s financialized ponzi scheme known as “the economy”, please remember the party that once stood up for your labor interests no longer gives a shit about you.

No, they care more about casting the victim of Biden’s aggressive sexual impulsiveness as a liar than they do about nameless workers in warehouses.

To help remind you about what you shouldn’t be doing, you dirty peasants, I have composed a helpful poem. The rhymes are very simple so even the stupidest laborer will understand.

JUST DON’T DO IT

do not touch
no handshake
do not hug
or contact make

be suspicious
of every cough
take your temp
accept your loss

do not question
it came from bats
do not wonder
about the math

stay inside
lock the door
the devil’s details
you must ignore