The Workers Are Rising Up

GLORY BE! HALLELUJAH! Wonders, it doth seem, shall never cease nor desist. All across America's fruited plain, our corporate overlords and masters, such indisputably magnanimous legal proto-human entities as Mickey Dees, Wal mart, and Target, are bestowing a veritable monetary cornucopia upon the lowest of their working class poor. The advent of the peasant class is at hand; the masses are rising. Wages are going up and up. Up from sevent twenty five an hour to eight or even nine, with promises of more to come. (always the promises). From minimum wage to just barely above minimum wage. The previously beleaguered masses will have nothing more to complain about, their prayers are being answered. Surely, at long last, the wailing and gnashing among the unappreciative poor will cease and desist, wondrously. If you can't afford to raise your kids and rent a trailer on eight fifty an hour, you just aint tryin'. Put the spouse right nxt to you at the burger joint grill, throw in a few lawn mowing gigs for the kids, and there you have it! A two bedroom eight hundred aquare foot efficiency apartment conveniently located right down the street from where you work, zoning law-free, surrounded above and below by kindred spirits in like units, everyone sharing a concret slab rec area and laundry room, but individual bathrooms. Folks moving in and out, adding cultural diversity, the chance to meet new people, but only after long hours of well remunerated labor. Ah, the beauty of life in the complex; EZ mart, pawn ship, and pay day lender all within walking distance, ready to do business. Shred the welfare state! Who needs it? Disband, by force if necessary, all labor unions. Who needs them? Certainly not our beneficient corporate owners and shareholders. All is well in America, the masses have risen, our masters are beneficent, and the would be rabble rousers can now all go home, at long last, and take their annoying complaining with them.