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Tea Party Lawn Jockey Herm Cain Attacks Occupy Wall Street Protests

Nobody is playing the Spiro Agnew role in the Nixon playbook to discredit the rapidly growing Occupy Wall Street protests as lazy, hippies and of course Commies than tea house Negro Herman Cain. Cain, the angry black man out to protect the interests of the 1 % who are the owners of the lemming plantations has been on fire the last few days spewing vicious rhetoric. Of course it’s all bullshit but this really matters nothing to the moronic teabaggers, many of whom have adopted Cain as their beloved pet coon in a completely dishonest and cynical attempt to prove that they aren’t racist despite all evidence otherwise since Obama took up his official residence in the WHITE House. Of course Herman Cain, the king of that Alpo on toast garbage pizza that is sold in gas stations will never be president and he knows it, he is just demagoguing his way to a big payday and a career as a FOX pundit. Right now, riding high after his victory in the meaningless Florida straw poll of party activists (aka: teabagger losers) Herr Cain has been barnstorming to sell his ghostwritten book, from what turned out at a local Barnes and Noble a bunch of white saps, suckers and bluehairs who haven’t shelled out coin for a shelf decoration since Glenn Beck’s last idiotic opus. Cain is going to milk this for all that it’s worth and as a self-proclaimed Horatio Alger style proof of the greatness of capitalism will shift seamlessly from his strident anti-Muslim diatribes into attacks on the fucked over victims of corporate and bankster greed. 

It is actually humorous to see this silly little man barking like a yappy dog at a coming storm, all of Herman Meunster cheese’s name-calling and class-war diatribes just aren’t going to resonate. I have found many of the comments on the boards to pretty funny, outside of the nickle a post RNC trolls of course. This one from a Yahoo story pretty much nails good ole Herm dead on:

Cain wants to hire you for minimum wage with no benefits to deliver pizzas for him…you have to have your own vehicle though, and buy your own gas. If you get robbed/shot Cain will send his best wishes to your family and send someone to retreive your blood-stained uniform to be washed and re-used. Good luck kids!…actually many of the folks delivering pizzas these days are in their 40’s/50’s.

That truly sums it up, it brings to mind a letter that a middle-aged man who was forced to rely on the sort of lousy work that is available thanks to our venerable “job creators” like Herman Cain. I will post this in it’s entirety below. For context I might add that this was a few years back before the economy had really cratered thanks to the pigs on Wall Street.:

I have now found out what it takes to be hired as a minimum wage ($6.67 per hour in Florida) delivery driver at a Pizza Hut take out, delivery, and carry-out restaurant here in St. Pete. This is one of the smaller restaurants, and it does not even have “dine-in” facilities.

It takes the typical paperwork of filling out a job application, plus the paperwork of confirming one is either a U.S. citizen or qualified to work in the U.S.

But it also takes filling out an 80-question questionnaire.

Additionally, once one is hired, one is shown approximately 2 hours straight of corporate promotional videos on the Pizza Hut restaurants.

If one’s hiring manager is preoccupied with a manager of his own having come from outside the immediate chain to oversee him and ask him questions that day, one will have no training that day.

If one’s hiring manager tells one he will telephone you the next day to confirm he will be in the next day to give one training, and he does not give you that phone call, he simply does not give you that phone call. Then if you show up, and he is not there, he simply is not there.

If he fobs off the training that second day on a subordinate with a thousand different tasks that subordinate is performing, and if you show and the subordinate on whom the training’s fobbed off is put into the situation wherein the thousand different tasks interfere with his being able to adequately train you, you don’t get training and it’s preferred you leave before the end of your shift, so the company will save money on the paltry $6.67 per hour they are paying you; if you leave before the end of your shift that day, you simply don’t get paid.

Additionally, you are to wear black pants. And you are to purchase them yourself. The organization does not purchase them. You do. I purchased two pair, and they cost me $40.00 for the two at a Target.

Additionally, you must wear a certain kind of shoe, and you must purchase them. The organization does not purchase them. You do. I was told they could cost me up to $40.00, and the money would come out of my paycheck.

This is on a paycheck of minimum wage of $6.67 per hour.

Part of your responsibility — and you are told this in the promotional videos — is to “hustle.” They tell you, “hustle” from the restaurant to your car, and “hustle” from your car to the home of the customer who is receiving the delivery.

They also tell you to be careful of crime, because delivery drivers get victimized by criminals. But they also tell you, no firearms are allowed in the restaurant. I had a concealed firearms carrying license, and I did not reveal that to my hiring manager. While I was fully within my legal rights to carry my concealed firearm, since I had a Florida concealed firearms carrying license, the restaurant tells employees in a restaurant that handles cash, and employees who handle cash when they deliver to customers, no firearms. This is sort of like telling a seal to swim glibly and gayly and utterly without a care within an ocean full of great white sharks.

The interesting thing was, when I came for my first day on the job, I was sent to the back of the Pizza Hut restaurant. The hiring manager was there for that day, and he set me up in front of the video player, and had the 5 videos I was to sit and watch for the next several hours in front of me. He informed me that there was originally supposed to have been an orientation of 5 people, not 1 person, but I was the only one who, in his words, “worked out.”

The day previous to that day, I had met him at another restaurant where he was working to answer to his telephone call and he had said on that earlier occasion that I’d so far been the only one who had worked out.

Additionally, they give you a motor vehicle check, if you’re to be a delivery driver. And before hiring you, they check into your driving background. They did that with me, and again, apparently, I was the only one who checked out okay.

Their turnover rate is evidently so high that this sort of thing is conventional and typical with them.

After being there 2 days with no training, spending 40 bucks on two pairs of pants out of my own money, realizing I’d have to spend 40 more on shoes, realizing my car insurance was entirely my responsibility and if any accident I had happened, I could not only lose my job, but end up without car insurance, having had the hiring manager’s time primarily preoccupied the first day on the job by his manager from the outside coming in to check up on him, and then having had the hiring manager promise to call me the second day and confirm and show up the second day to train me, and then not do that, and showing up myself the second day and having the training responsibilities fobbed off by the hiring manager, who managed 82 stores total (this being only one of his stores), on some hapless and luckless subordinate, and being asked an 80-question questionnaire as a precondition to being employed at the sum of money of $6.67 per hour for a job which was apparently not even going to be full-time, I decided this would not work out.

I went to the restaurant the third day, turned in my new “uniform” in the shape of my shirt given me the previous day and my cap given me the previous day, and said, “I’m outta here, I quit.”

The hiring manager was there and he ran after me to stop me, and I yelled back, “You want reliability from your employees, but you’re supposed to be reliable yourself and you weren’t reliable and didn’t show up to train me. I quit.”

I said that loudly as I got into my car and drove away.

Hence ended my 2 shifts, one 4 hours, and one 3.5 hours, with Pizza Hut.

I am 60 years old, and, frankly, I simply could not take it

My point is, I have had my share of tough jobs. But this 2 days at Pizza Hut and the literally evil and horrendous way in which workers were demeaned into being considered nothing but cogs in the machinery of production of profits for the looters, thievers, pillagers, exploiters, and swine at the top of the establishment, and their well-paid agents in the management in the middle, was simply too much for me at 60 to take.

So I simply quit. I could not take it. And this may be my last experiment in trying to get work, because my money’s running out, and if I cannot find work soon, I will be homeless. I will not be homeless, and have already made “alternative plans” to the possibility of homelessness, which some already know of. After watching the City of St. Petersburg City Council and Mayor pass ordinances effectively criminalizing homelessness here in the City of St. Petersburg, I have decided, that if it’s a choice of homelessness or death, I will take death.

I never heard from him again, I don’t whether he ended up homeless or decided to keep his dignity and kill himself, it’s pretty fucking sad when this sort of desperation from a human being is expressed. What he says about St. Petersburg is largely true, the religious fanatic sociopath mayor, an authoritarian goon named Bill Foster has essentially declared a war against the homeless. This Mayor, ‘affectionately’ known by the nickname “Bananas Foster” is not a man to be messed with, after a recent tragedy that ended with two local police officers murdered Foster sent the bulldozers to destroy the family home of the shooter.  Kind of brings to mind the sort of total retaliatory fervor of the commanders who ordered the brutality of Lidice. St. Pete is a pretty fucked up place these days, a bunch of Bircher teabagger freaks on the county commission just brought a halt to the flouride that has been put in the local water supply. Considering the war on public education, teachers unions and the pederast style glee of Governor Rick Scott in throwing the entire state of Florida open to the carpetbaggers, looters and scoundrels one shudders what is coming next here in the diseased penis of America. Herman Cain by the way was a smash hit locally and the 2012 Republican Convention in Tampa promises to be the biggest collection of Nazis gathered in one location since the 1934 Nazi Congress in Nuremberg that Leni Riefenstahl immortalized in Triumph Of The Will

You know that Herman Cain is going to be there and be given a primo spot for a speaking. It is going to be the grandest carnival of perversion to hit this area since the Terri Schiavo circus. Word has it that Tampa authorities are trying to actually bring in unmanned drones to keep order as the crackdown is going to be enormous. There is going to be such a brute showing of force that the ‘Iron City’ Pittsburgh G-20 lockdown will look like Woodstock by comparison.
 
If Obama had any balls he would have a few of those drones armed to take out the Koch Brothers bus, their deal-cutting with Iran, a terrorist state and a country with a deranged leader that the media has insisted wants to see “Israel wiped off the face of the map” should make them legitimate targets as enemies of the state, they by any definition of the neocons would certainly be themselves Islamofascists if they are selling chemicals to Ahmadinejad. Hell, Obama has already set the precedent by dialing up the death of U.S. citizen Anwar al-Awlaki without due process. The treasonous Koch Brothers would certainly be fat targets if we are to be going after those who hate us for our way of life. 

As for Cain, it’s sardonically ironic that he would be playing Agnew when under Nixon’s Southern Strategy he couldn’t have gotten a White House gig shining Tricky Dick’s black loafers.
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