not even a thousand simultaneous supernovae could exceed its white hot intensity
he could be gutted like a fish and fed his own shit encrusted entrails and left to die in agony and I would think his end too merciful
not even a thousand simultaneous supernovae could exceed its white hot intensity
he could be gutted like a fish and fed his own shit encrusted entrails and left to die in agony and I would think his end too merciful
that Brian Quimby pod, Street Fight Radio did a live show in the small city where i was living at the time. small venue, maybe a few dozen people packed into a bar.
anway, they had this segment called “Name and Shame” where people who came in filled out preprinted forms where they described some specific bullshit their boss had subjected them to.
during this, our hosts read them aloud. hilariously, Brian chucked part way through because unlike most places they toured, my small place gave full names of businesses and bosses, so brian said, “Damn, you people aren’t fucking around!”
anyway, they tead a dozen stories of typical american asshole boss bullshit, benefit screwing, wage theft, extortion. with each story, people were hissing and booing and shouting threats.
ive been in a lot of crowds with some emotional charge, but ive never felt anything like that crowd before or since. it was electric. and it didn’t require any music, imagery, or prepared speech with fancy oratory. just a handful of stories from perfect strangers about the typical type of evil shit bosses pull on us when we’re corned, vulnerable, and alone.
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