The Clock

the worst enemy of the worker--- it stares back at you ticking away informing quietly of every single second, minute, hour that you will never ever get back & the worker shakes their fist at it mentally, if not physically, hoping that by some magic act, a few hours will suddenly pass for no reason but the satisfaction of the onlooker. the worker who hates the clock has always hated the clock for they do not have a career which defines them & makes others love them (holding them above the rest of us with jobs). the worker who wants to bash in the face of the clock knows that they are replaceable & that what they do is only valuable on an hourly basis--- they do not hold a salary & therefore, every minute spend in front of that ticking tyrant, is one more closer to being laid off, “let go,” or fired--- whereas those who hardly notice it is there, go on their merry salaried way into the weekend. if you know this enemy, do not try & win it over for it will not budge--- do your best to ignore it & focus your hatred on those who do not need to abide by it & the next time you hear the words “middle class” pop out of the mouth of some scumbag lying politician, as if we were all living in a mother****ing disney movie, know that you are not alone in this march towards death. our time will come when all the clocks will be smashed.