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capeandcowl2012-09-03 09:44 am
exceptfebruary) wrote in capeandcowl2012-09-03 09:44 am
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Day 17 - VOICE
[ Somewhat more bitterly than usual -- ] Celebrating Labor Day would be easier if I were allowed to continue my work, but no matter.
[ And then his tone returns to his quiet smoothness. ] It is the first Monday of September. Summer is quickly fading away. The labor unions wanted a day to celebrate workers, and this day was granted to them.
I wonder who here would consider themselves a worker. For some of you, you must live on what the machine grants you. For others, your jobs would fall outside of labor. And I imagine a few of you treat this world as a vacation from your work back home.
It is a day that everyone may celebrate, but who can claim it as their own?
[ And then his tone returns to his quiet smoothness. ] It is the first Monday of September. Summer is quickly fading away. The labor unions wanted a day to celebrate workers, and this day was granted to them.
I wonder who here would consider themselves a worker. For some of you, you must live on what the machine grants you. For others, your jobs would fall outside of labor. And I imagine a few of you treat this world as a vacation from your work back home.
It is a day that everyone may celebrate, but who can claim it as their own?