Surely THIS Three-Day Weekend Will Cure My Crippling Burnout
I’ll be so refreshed after an extra day off!
It’s Labor Day weekend soon, and I am so happy for it, because I’m more burnt out than a dead light bulb in hell.
And, because I’m an office grunt, I get to have an extra day off to celebrate all of the hard-won concessions that unions gained from capitalists a hundred years ago! Yay for the power of the people!
I mean, sure, most of those concessions have been clawed back by modern American robber-barons who have pet congresspeople and can afford to literally write the laws in their favor. And sure, there is a whole subclass of people (mostly mediocre white dudes) who actively defend these robber-baron billionaires despite it going against their best interest.
And everyone’s best interest, really, except maybe the billionaires and their pet congresspeople.
And sure, we live in a capitalist hellscape where we are all overworked, underpaid, and exploited into producing more and more capital for a very small group of mostly older white men who enrich themselves at our expense.
Also, we are all collectively burnt out from the later stages of a (still smoldering) global pandemic during which the robber-barons price-gouged us into oblivion. And…
