I've always found humor in the "productivity" figures of which nations and corporations are so proud. What is means is the most work done for the least amount of pay.
Something about this cartoon reminds me of "The President's Analyst" (1967), in particular, Arlington Hewes, President of TPC (The Phone Company), in reality, a robot who was plugged into the floor at the heel. But then, there are many stories (movies), new and old, that describe the insanity that is corporate America (world-wide, with no loyalties to any country), the unrestricted greed, the CEOs who don't have the decency to kill themselves as Edgar G. Robinson did at the conclusion of "All My Sons" (1948). Perhaps the pods that descended to earth in "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" (1956) weren't just a figment of a sci-fi writer's imagination, but reside in every fucking CEO, lobbyist and lawmaker in the Congress of the Divided States of America (thank you, George W. Fkng Bush and Dick Fkng Cheney and Karl 'Seig Heil' Fkng Rove).
And what will the disenfranchised do about it? Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Blog. Commiserate. Watch Desperate Housewives reruns.
LOL at the unemployed. Ya gotta love 'em! Their jobs get outsourced to China and they take the only thing left to them - a job at WalMart - with a smile on their face. LOL!
I'm hoping to sell negative shares of stock!
ReplyDeleteI've always found humor in the "productivity" figures of which nations and corporations are so proud. What is means is the most work done for the least amount of pay.
ReplyDeleteFuck that.
Something about this cartoon reminds me of "The President's Analyst" (1967), in particular, Arlington Hewes, President of TPC (The Phone Company), in reality, a robot who was plugged into the floor at the heel.
ReplyDeleteBut then, there are many stories (movies), new and old, that describe the insanity that is corporate America (world-wide, with no loyalties to any country), the unrestricted greed, the CEOs who don't have the decency to kill themselves as Edgar G. Robinson did at the conclusion of "All My Sons" (1948).
Perhaps the pods that descended to earth in "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" (1956) weren't just a figment of a sci-fi writer's imagination, but reside in every fucking CEO, lobbyist and lawmaker in the Congress of the Divided States of America (thank you, George W. Fkng Bush and Dick Fkng Cheney and Karl 'Seig Heil' Fkng Rove).
Sounds like a workers paradise, where nobody has to work.
ReplyDeleteAnd what will the disenfranchised do about it? Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Blog. Commiserate. Watch Desperate Housewives reruns.
ReplyDeleteLOL at the unemployed. Ya gotta love 'em! Their jobs get outsourced to China and they take the only thing left to them - a job at WalMart - with a smile on their face. LOL!
Blog away!