during the writer's strike I was a model of support.
solidarity and all that.
though I haven't been writing much myself (the longest block i've ever had) I felt a bond with those who were.
They work hard, I thought, they deserve a little respect.
That is until the strike ended.
Seriously.
this is some hardcore tripe.
Think about it.
we pay *PAY* people to write this stuff.
Unlike this blog,
which is just as pointless and mundane
but completely free
Just pointing that out.
7:48 p.m. - 2008-04-14
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