May 1st, MayDay, Fuck My Stepfather

May 1st 2020

There is a dangerous coronavirus out in the wild that is extremely contagious and fatal to a certain subset of the population.

The Landed class wants people to risk their lives for GDP, the Stock Market, the Economy… For a few percentage points of gain. Meanwhile, the worker and their families can go die.

This is the world my Stepfather helped built. He was always quick to call me lazy and worthless. However, he had his start working for his father. They sent him to an all-boys Catholic private school for God’s sake. He was supposed to be this righteous man who worked hard. He inherited plenty of priviledge.

What about being a Captain in Vietnam? Is that virtuous? Maybe, probably not. He was sent there to kill men, women, and children. Furthermore, maybe there were special connections that kept him safe. He only got his Purple Heart because he ran into a minefield.

His son took over his business. Society is such a meritocracy.

Money was the center of his life. Before he died I think he tried spending as much as he could. It’s ridiculous.

He didn’t believe in doctors, scientists, or global warming. The same type of people are standing in front of the capitals of their states protesting for the “right to go to work.” I think he might be the type of idiot to support that.

He also didn’t believe that cigarettes could kill you, so he spent a good ten years in agonizing pain and eating out of his stomach tube. Of course, sometimes the subject of Agent Orange is brought up in relation to that, but please, he had a two pack Marlboro a day habit.

Now, people are hiding from this virus because a lot of them do not have healthcare. This country is a lot like my shitty stepfather and doesn’t believe everyone deserves access to healthcare. Well, man is not an island, now if someone else is sick other people can get sick from them. It’s almost like Universal Healthcare is for the “Collective Good,” but that term probably doesn’t exist for these people. The roads and highways probably magically popped up as well.

What is the point of working for employers who are indifferent to our death? They are there to wring us dry like a rag for all our moisture while offering a pittance in return. If most people realized this they could just stop working and demand concessions. However, not in the idiot United States of America because most people there are fucking morons.

In my heart I am hoping that the United States actually observe May 1st, May Day. But, even with the horrible crisis going on I don’t think they will. You’re talking about the dumbest and most selfish people on the planet.

Rube Stepfather

I share this anecdote to relay how my stepfather thinks.

We have all been to Las Vegas, right?  Any person who knows the barest amount of statistics can at least tell you that The House has an advantage against the average person.  This is how they make their money, only a few lucky people will.

They have, and probably still have, this really awesome Aliens video slot machine.  If you want to see the pretty animations and just have fun it’s one cent per pull minimum.

Knowing that my odds of winning a significant amount of money are  not that great I decided to just do the minimum just so I can see the awesome animations.  I am a fan of Aliens.

But of course, my stepfather was saying that you have to put in “real” money just win anything.  Just playing a penny per pull was not good enough.  He was treating it like a science and was totally serious.  He seemed frustrated that I would gamble just a penny per session.

That’s the type of rube he was.

The same type of person who didn’t believe in second-hand smoke and would smoke in close proximity to children in his car.  The same that doesn’t believe in scientists, doctors, and global warming.  By the way, in his final ten years of life he was in chronic pain and eating through a tube in his stomach.

I do not spend a significant amount of money because I have a rudimentary knowledge of statistics.  I do not smoke because I know it can lead to lung cancer, throat cancer, heart disease, tongue cancer, and a pretty horrible quality of life.  I am not a rube.  I am not an animal.