2004
Be Patriotic – Support Democracy – Go Shopping, Big Business is Watching You!
By Lolly DePaulo
Two Thousand and Four
Be Patriotic – Support Democracy – Go
Shopping
Big Business is Watching You!
By Lolly DePaulo
Forward: Most of us have read George
Orwell’s paradigm busting novel, 1984.
What we may not have considered during
high school or college English class,
is that Orwell’s nightmarish dystopia
describes a world with innumerable
parallels to an actual future, namely,
the United States of today.
October 15, 2004
Why am I writing this? Truthfully I
can’t explain it even to myself. I
guess to have a record, to remember –
it just seems like things are falling
apart. I blame those damn terrorists
who tried to detonate a dirty bomb
outside of LAX –they blew themselves up
in the process. Nothing was found but a
letter detailing the extent and scope
of the “Plot against Freedom,” as
channel 5 calls it. I am really scared.
Who would have thought that Al Qaeda
was conspiring with Fidel Castro?
President Bush really had no choice but
to declare Martial Law. That was only
fourteen days ago but Congress has
already reinstated the draft. A lot of
my seniors are being called up. Sad.
But I am glad Elections have been
canceled. Who could think about voting
at a time like this?
October 18, 2004
It is such a beautiful morning; the sun
is shimmering off of our apartment
pool. It makes me want to jump in and
splash around, not worrying about
messing up my hair or drying out my
skin. Oh well, I’ll take a steam bath
later, after my workout. I hope Dan is
at the gym today. I wonder if he’ll be
drafted. Hopefully he can get out of
it; he has been giving me some
serious “love” lately, even asked me to
go sit in on one of his music sessions.
Damn, I wish I didn’t have to teach
today, it would be so great staying
home and working on my tan. Besides, I
am sick and tired of listening to
everyone at school whine about the
invasion of Cuba. The Cubans are
terrorists aren’t they? So who cares!
PS Dan wasn’t at the gym today.
October 19, 2004
It seems like there are more and more
cameras everywhere I go. Telephoto Lens
follow my movements from the patio of
my apartment complex to the driveway
and for most of the 12-miles to the
campus. I realize this is all for our
safety – better be safe than sorry,
still, sometimes it seems a bit
oppressive….Is it my imagination or has
traffic gotten worse since they changed
the name of the 405 to PepsiCo
Expressway. Corporations are buying up
all of the freeway names, the 101 is
now Halliburton Highway. It is
annoying, couldn’t California have come
up with the money for schools any other
way? Not that it has helped much. I now
have over 300 students in my five
English classes. Thank God Walton
Charter High School had the foresight
to introduce TV instruction. It has
made things so much easier, I don’t
have to do anything but grade tests
(and most of them on are scantrons) and
keep the kids quiet. Of course, it is
kind of boring.
October 23, 2004
Oh Happy Day! Running into Dan at
Starbucks was excellent -- he bought me
a Frapuccino. Too bad I had to toss
most of it as Kelly’s 30th bash last
night was a bit too much fun – there
was some definite thigh puckering
visible this morning. Not Good! The
boobs, however, are fabulous. It is so
great that the people who took over our
health insurance coverage give us
special discounts on silicon
enhancement procedures. Yes, the boobs
look quite perky in my new electric
yellow bikini. The hot weather has held
up all week and today is Relax in the
Sun and Make Myself a Golden Shade of
Brown Day. Life is fine despite some
really negative colleagues of mine who
have been moaning about global warming.
Why do some people have to constantly
look at the dark side of things? I told
them, “My glass is always half full, so
you can take your doom and gloom and
peddle it elsewhere.”
October 29, 2004
The teachers unions have been outlawed.
The Secretary of Education, Rod Paige,
said they were terrorist organizations.
I never noticed that, but then I seldom
had time to attend meetings. Besides, I
don’t really see why we need a union.
There are a lot better things I could
do with my monthly $50 dues– like
buying some gas for my SUV. Speaking of
which, Jen had to sell hers at a huge
loss. She couldn’t afford the gas
anymore. Now I am going to have to
drive her down to Ensenada for an
abortion. Why has it been banned? What
the hell does abortion have to do with
terrorists? This is really disturbing;
my entire weekend is going to be messed
up. Jen will not be in the mood to
party afterwards so we’ll just have to
sit on our motel balcony and watch the
surf. Oh well. She is my best friend,
we’ve known each other since 8th grade
and we always said we would be there
for each other.
October 31, 2004
Ensenada was actually kind of fun,
despite missing some great Halloween
parties. The drive along the coast was
beautiful and our hotel was old and
funky with fireplaces in each room. The
food was terrific and we didn’t worry
about a thing, no thoughts of diets and
cellulite and boring work. It was like
being back in college –gossiping,
acting silly and fantasizing about
George Clooney. Jen and I got drunk on
margaritas and we danced like crazy to
the salsa music. Some really old guys,
in their late forties, tried to pick us
up. As IF!! Why do flabby out-of-shape
men think hot young women would want
them? One word –DELUSIONAL! It was so
great being away and the abortion was a
snap. It only took 30 minutes. Jen
refused anesthesia so she was feeling
normal almost immediately. Of course,
she was a bit sad, but that is to be
expected. God I am sick of teaching. I
dread going back to work tomorrow.
November 1, 2004
What a crappy day! As usual, work
sucked. The board has voted to take
away our conference periods. Great! Now
we’ll have even more students. It is
getting ridiculous. Maybe going charter
wasn’t such a good idea afterall. More
and more teachers are quitting. Then
after school I ran into Dan and
Christina being all kissy-face outside
the gym. He had lied about them being
broken up. What an ass! If that wasn’t
bad enough, I got home and discovered
my account at B of A was overdrawn and
the damn bank charged me $50 a check
in “service fees.” What the hell has
happened to regulations? Isn’t there a
law against that or something? But,
even more appalling, I got a phone call
from my mom; she’s been fired. Why does
she always have to complain about Bush?
I knew it was going to get her in
trouble. What is she going to do? It is
too depressing; I need to concentrate
on something fun, like getting a date
with Clooney. I wonder if he likes fake
but utterly spectacular boobs.
November 2, 2004
Jen and I were hanging out at Nicks
tonight (1/2 off drinks in honor of the
canceled elections) and saw it all over
TV -- Iran has sold North Korea nuclear
weapons and Ron Lay, The Secretary of
Defense, is saying the free world is in
imminent danger and that Iran and North
Korea better disarm because Korea could
launch a nuclear attack against
California in just 45 minutes. This is
kind of confusing. Isn’t that what they
said about Iraq? – I am beginning to
wonder if you can believe everything
you see on the news shows. On the
bright side, I did meet a cute guy –
Phil, he is also a teacher, not like
me, but a fitness instructor. We have a
date tomorrow night.
November 11, 2004
I haven’t had much chance to write in
my journal; Phil and I have been out
almost every night. It is beginning to
get serious; we’re talking about being
exclusive. I am worried and excited and
hopeful all at the same time; the old
biological clock is beginning to tick
and I just realized 27 is only three
years away from 30! Bummer, I just
heard it on the news! Clooney has been
arrested along with Tim Robbins, Sean
Penn and a lot of other big Hollywood
stars. Who would have thought that such
rich, famous and talented people would
throw it all away to conspire against
our country. I am really, really
scared. Who can we trust anymore? Thank
God I met Phil.
November 13, 2004
OH my God!! I can’t believe it! Both
Jen and I have been chosen as
contestants on that new show, Bend Over
and Kiss Your Ass Goodbye! I am soooo
excited!! Thank God I let her talk me
into sending my resume and head shot.
It seemed so stupid at the time, but I
am going to win, I am going to win the
Double Whammy, I can feel it in my
bones!! Jen is the best.
November 17, 2004
I have been suspended without pay for
three days. Ian Cower, the CEO of
Walton Charter Schools, said parents
were complaining about me because I had
told the students that the biblical
story of creation was metaphorical.
This is some real bullshit. How was I
supposed to know we weren’t allowed to
say that? Why is everything in my life
so messed up lately? I am a nice
person, a good and loyal friend, a
dutiful daughter, and I have a sunny,
optimistic personality. But everything
is going wrong. And not just for me.
The Hollywood Hate Mongers, as all of
the papers and television networks call
them, have been convicted of treason.
They got sentenced to life at the new
GE Forever Restricted Educational
Evaluation Center (FREE), which has
been built in the Sierras. How creepy!
I don’t think they deserved such long
sentences. But I can’t dwell on
negativity, right now I need to find a
way to score a Double Whammy on Bend
Over and Kiss Your Ass Goodbye!
November 23
The Supreme Court just granted Bush the
title of President for Life. One of the
government teachers claims Justice
Rehnquist cited the same “Pontius
Pilate” principle he used in the 2000
election. It said, “The individual
citizen has no federal constitutional
right to vote for electors for the
president of the United States.” Wow,
this has really come as a surprise to
me. I thought we could vote for the
president, not that I voted a lot
anyway, but it would be nice to think I
could, if I wanted to. In fact, when
elections are called again, if they
ever are, I am definitely going to
vote. Odd, now that I can’t, I really,
really want to.
November 24, 2004
No school, no school, no school for
four days! Thank you Thanksgiving. So,
this morning I went to the bank and did
it! I got sick and tired of paying huge
fees for overdrafts. So Citicorp had
this great offer, we could get Lifetime
Overdraft Protection for Free if we
switched to sub-dermal credit cards.
They’re calling it getting “chipped.”
It didn’t even hurt, felt kind of like
an injection. But, the convenience – No
forgotten cards! No stolen cards! Most
stores and restaurants have already
installed scanners that pick up your
number as you enter their business.
Afterwards, you just sign a screen with
a thumbprint. Soooo convenient! My mom
says I’ll be sorry. Why? Why is she
being so negative?
November 26, 2004
Phil got a nasty holiday surprise; he
has been drafted and is being shipped
to Iran. I guess the Ayatollahs won’t
disarm. Those bastards! How can they do
this to us? What have we ever done to
them? It is because of our freedoms,
they hate our wonderful lives; they
want to live in darkness and fear and
worship some crazy priests in black
hoods who have thick, ugly beards.
Islam is such a sick religion. Phil and
I were having a great time. Now we
won’t be together for months, maybe
years. He’s asked me to stay faithful.
I lied and said I would. But, really,
long distance relationships just don’t
last; he should know that. Besides, he
lied to me, he’d said he was 26, but
now I learn he’s 24. This is so sad.
Thank God Korea surrendered without a
fight.
December 8, 2004
Bad, bad news. My half-sister, Annie,
my biological father’s daughter from
his first wife, just got diagnosed with
breast cancer. How could that be, she
is only 36! We’re all in a state of
shock. Of course we told her she can
beat this, she is a fighter and an
optimist and she can beat it. So, she
loses a boob, big deal, fake ones are
just as good, even better. My mom is
furious, she blames the corporations.
But then mom blames everything on them.
She thinks it is pollution and
contamination of our food supply that
is causing an “epidemic” of cancer. I’m
not sure; that sounds a little nutty to
me. Shit happens, everyone knows that.
December 13, 2004
I called in sick today. Jen and I are
going to Burbank Studios to be
contestants on Bend Over and Kiss Your
Ass Goodbye….I’ve been practicing for
weeks! This is so thrilling, so amazing
and wonderful and terrific and, and,
and…words fail me. The show is kind of
crazy, I mean they set you up to do
some scary, scary shit. But, I’ve been
practicing, watching all of the old
tapes and there isn’t a thing they
could throw at me that would cause a
moment of panic….I say, Bring It On!
December 14, 2004
I got back to school and learned that
two of the teachers have been arrested.
I don’t understand why, when did it
become illegal to write letters to the
editor criticizing the Bush
Administration? I heard they are going
to be prosecuted for “domestic
terrorism.” Bullshit, they’re about as
dangerous as I am. Of course everyone
is really fed-up with the constant
threats from France and Germany and
perhaps the government is overreacting
a wee bit. God, why don’t people just
mind their own business and not become
agitators, it makes it so much harder
for those of us just trying to do our
jobs and live our lives in peace.
December 17, 2004
My mom has lost her house so she’s
moved in with Annie – Annie’s husband
can’t take care of the kids alone now
that the cancer has spread. It’s a
vicious kind, really aggressive. Annie
is trying another round of chemo. She
looks awful. We are all praying for her
and the little ones. They are so cute.
It’s too bad my half-sister and I have
never been close, but having different
mothers, it didn’t work out that way,
and there were many years my mom and
her mom didn’t speak. But now all is
forgiven and both moms are helping with
the chores. It seems like a lot of good
is coming out of this cancer….. Some
more bad news – I didn’t make it to the
second round of Bend Over and Kiss Your
Ass Goodbye…bummer! But, I did take
home $700 for the one day “trial by
fire.” (It was much worse than I had
imagined, the burns still hurt.)
December 22, 2004
Christmas Vacation, one whole week of
FREEDOM!! Winning that $700 has saved
my butt….I didn’t know how I was going
to buy everyone presents, especially
Annie’s kids. And with the constant
reminders to “Be Patriotic –Support
Democracy – Go Shopping” the pressure
is on. But honestly, I am getting
pretty sick of all of this. I overheard
some bits of Rush Limbaugh today, he
was screaming about traitors – people
who won’t go out and run up their
credit cards. That man is a creep, but
I can’t tell anyone what I think
because Patriot Act III has just been
passed and I could get arrested. I’ve
always believed we had to trust our
government but lately I am beginning to
lose my faith.
December 25, 2004
Christmas was kind of sad. Mom had me
over for a big dinner and the kids were
thrilled by all the gifts, but Annie is
weak and her husband Don is frantic. It
is breaking my heart. I also noticed
something weird buried on the back
pages of today’s papers. The government
has set up internment camps for
traitors and terrorists. Internment
camps? It didn’t work with the
Japanese, why would it work with the
Arabs and the Sikhs. The whole thing is
getting damn depressing and to make
things worse, yesterday it was
announced that Tony Blair has been an
Irani agent all along. Bush and Cheney
and the Secretary of Defense, Ron Lay,
are talking about invading Britain to
capture the illusive “evildoer” Blair.
Doesn’t anyone remember that only a
year ago he was our ally? Americans are
such sheep.
January 9, 2005
I haven’t heard from Phil in a couple
of weeks. There has been a lot of
trouble in Iran, a lot of resistance.
What is wrong with those people? They
have just been brainwashed by Muslim
extremists. Of course, Phil’s last
phone call was kind of depressing. He
hates it there. He says the whole thing
stinks. I really, really, miss him, it
isn’t just BS. I meant it when I told
him I was being faithful. I haven’t
really seen anyone else I’d care to
date. Ian, the CEO of Walton Charter
Schools, asked me out, but he is kind
of gay and besides, I am still mad
about being suspended, so I told him I
was engaged.
January 15, 2005
Jen, Kelly, Sara and Donna came over
yesterday. I couldn’t “do” New Year’s
Eve, as I had to baby-sit while Annie
was in the hospital. So, we had a good
old fashioned “girls night out.” I
think we all needed it since the
devaluation of the dollar has been hard
on our budgets. Besides, teachers have
all had to take salary cuts–only Jen,
who just got a fat job as a stock
analyst, could pay -- she treated us --
we just couldn’t chip in – although I
am “chipped” ha, ha, ha…. I think I
might be turning into an L-word (you
know, liberal), I actually bought an
underground newspaper yesterday – yeah
I was afraid I’d get caught, but now
that the Internet has been taken over
by Disney how can I find out if Blair
really is an Irani agent. It sounds
very fishy to me and I am beginning to
think they’re using all of
this “evildoer stuff” as a pretext for
invading other countries. Of course
when I brought that up last night I was
accused of being a “conspiracy theory
nut.”
February 22, 2005
Sorry I haven’t made any entries in so
long. Things around here are going from
bad to worse. Annie died. We have been
devastated, especially her poor
husband, who can’t properly grieve
since unions have been outlawed,
eliminating personal leave and most
other paid holidays. My heart is
breaking for Don and the kids, but
Annie’s death is not in vain, it has
made me see how short and precious life
is and how easy it is to lose sight of
what is important. I’ve decided to stop
focusing on the bad and to look at what
is good, so that I don’t get sucked
into mom’s anger. Since clean air and
clean water standards have
been “adjusted,” she says cancer rates
will triple again. Who can say, but I
just can’t dwell on it….speaking of
lousy news, Phil isn’t coming home this
summer. All tours of duty have been
extended another six months. Yes, I
know we had kind of broken up anyway
since he had stopped writing, but I was
hoping things would change once he got
home. Now he isn’t coming back, at
least for awhile and there is no hope
for us. That is sad but it does make me
feel less guilty about seeing Carlos. I
met him at school; he was one among
many subs now taking over the classes
of fired teachers. Total School
Services, TSS, contracts with Walton
Charter School to supply them. Carlos
hates the place; he only gets paid
$9.75 an hour while TSS gets $36.00 an
hour for their work. (I discovered that
when I went out with Ian Cower, the CEO
of Walton Charter School. He got stoned
on our one pathetic date and bragged
all night about his stock in TSS and
how much money he makes, as if that
would make me put out, the jerk!)
Although I have to admit, sometimes I
wish I didn’t have so much integrity,
it would be great to date a rich guy
(like Jen is doing) and not have to
worry all of the time about money.
March 1, 2005
My birthday, my birthday, I am now 28!!
How scary!! But, the good news is
Carlos and I are still dating! This is
a surprise, he used to be so negative
all of the time, I just didn’t think we
would last. But then I have been
helping him improve his outlook on life
and he has been helping me become a bit
more realistic. Besides, I just found
out something that boggled my mind.
Carlos used to be a doctor, a medical
doctor! But since so many hospitals and
clinics have been forced to close
because of budget cuts he hasn’t been
able to get a job and he refuses to
work for Tenet, Inc. which now owns
almost all of the HMO’s. I guess he has
a good reason to be negative, his
student loan payments are outrageous!
March 5, 2004
Things are finally beginning to look
up. Mom found another job and has
decided to move out of Annie’s
husband’s house. The situation there
had gone bad; he was drinking again and
the family was in chaos. So the kids
are being farmed out to relatives until
Don can get back on his feet. Mom took
a job as a nanny for some rich guy who
runs a security company. They gave her
a cute little cottage on the grounds of
their estate. It isn’t a bad set up at
all. I just worry about my half nieces
and nephew, I am going to start taking
them out on Saturdays. Of course, since
most of the parks have been closed down
because of the wars, it is hard to find
places to take them. Thankfully the
beaches are still open, albeit dirty as
hell with all of the homeless people
who use the sand as a toilet. Reminds
me of pictures I’ve seen of India…some
other good news is that Phil has come
back for a few weeks leave (he faked
going starkers) and we’ve decided to
just be friends – this has given us
closure. Which is important.
PS I am beginning to fall for Carlos.
March 22, 2005
Jen got married today in a lovely
spring wedding. What a bash! She ended
up marrying one of the partners at her
firm. Yeah, I know, we said we would
never date old guys…but hey, what are
we supposed to do? Good jobs for women
aren’t that plentiful anymore. Todd
isn’t so bad; at least he’s not flabby.
You should see their house, not house,
mansion! And the wedding, it was
unbelievable. I was the maid of honor.
Jen had to buy our dresses; we couldn’t
afford the designer gowns she’d chosen.
But they were beautiful, peach silk
organza. It was a fairy tale night.
Todd rented out the Four Seasons– the
entire hotel. The ceremony was by the
pool, which had been decorated to
represent Venezia. And the reception
took place in various banquet halls,
all of which had been elaborately
decorated with their theme of the
Italian Renaissance with champagne
flowing from various ice sculptures. It
was amazing, lavish, insane and must
have cost millions. What a wonderful,
magical night! Tomorrow is school…I
can’t stand to even think about it.
May 5, 2005
I can’t believe it; Carlos and I have
been dating three months now. It is so
amazing. He is fun and funny and
serious and silly. He’s taught me so
much. At first I was afraid, I guess
that is natural, but now everything is
easy. I was sitting on the shore
watching him body surf the other day
and it hit me, this is it, this is what
life is all about – loving someone you
admire, someone you can trust. I don’t
think I ever understood what trust was
before – never having been close to my
father. Carlos is like a dad and a best
friend and a lover rolled into one. Mom
adores him (she usually thinks my guys
are mimbos, you know, male bimbos).
Most important of all, he’s taught me
to ask questions and to ignore all of
the BS coming out of the news shows and
in the newspapers. And, I got rid of
that damn chip in my arm. Was I nuts or
what?
May 9, 2005
Carlos and I have been talking about
making a long-term commitment. I am
happy, in fact happier than I’ve ever
been, but I am also scared. I wouldn’t
admit this to anyone, but the truth is,
I can’t see why Carlos wants me. He
could do better, he really could. He
has it all –brilliant, kind,
hardworking and beautiful. As for me, I
don’t even think the fake boobs are all
the fabulous anymore. I guess my true
fear is that he’ll find out the truth,
that I am really nothing but a dumb
piece of eye candy. Low self-esteem,
yes, I need to work on that – I’ve been
trying. I have a list of books I am
plowing my way through and I devour the
underground papers. Slowly my brain
seems to be improving. I’ve even
started throwing out those stupid
scantrons and giving my students real
writing assignments with real tests!
The bonus is teaching has gotten a lot
more interesting. But, ignorance is
bliss and I find my growing awareness
can often be difficult to process. My
girlfriends don’t seem to want to spend
that much time with me anymore. They
say I’ve become too political and that
I am a “downer.” I miss my friends.
Carlos says I’ll make new ones…I hope
so.
May 11, 2005
OH God, the shit has hit the fan.
Carlos has disappeared. He didn’t show
up at school on Monday. They were
furious and threatened to fire him. I
left early, around 4, and drove over to
find his house trashed, his clothes,
his books, even his wallet were left
behind. I’ve been hysterical since
then. But the police won’t do a damn
thing….nor will anyone else. Carlos’
family is frantic. Oh please god,
protect him. Don’t let “them” hurt
him.
May 12, 2005
I have been too distraught to go to
work. Hector, Carlos’ brother met me
behind the dumpsters at the mall. I
know I am being followed and
losing “them” took some work. But, I
don’t think we were seen. Hector told
me to stay away from the family – not
to call or write or anything - but be
ready to leave at a moment’s notice. He
thinks Carlos is still alive but that I
might be taken into custody.
August 17, 2005
Today was the first day of the new
term. It was tough going back. These
have been the worst months of my life.
As expected, I was arrested, but soon
released. I think I convinced them that
I was an unwitting stooge, taken in by
Carlos’ “nefarious plans.” I believe
they liked the part about “nefarious
plans.” Those guys are kind of naïve
aren’t they?
August 22, 2005
Amazing, wonderful news! Carlos has
escaped!! Hector got news to me from
his Network – I can’t say more about
that. They told me that in the chaos
following Sean Penn’s execution, Carlos
escaped from FREE and got over the
border. Oh happy days!!
September 6, 2004 (This is it, my last
entry, good-bye journal)
Labor Day weekend and my last day in
the U.S. I guess I was the naïve
one. “They” had an alternative motive
for releasing me. The Network claims
Homeland Alert plans to use me as bait,
to lure Carlos out of hiding (I was
reminded of what they did to the women
of Abu Ghraib prison who were being
used as bait in Iraq - shudder). Which
is why I have only an hour to pack and
get out. Hector is taking me to Carlos,
but he won’t tell me where he is or how
we’re going to find him. All I know it
that it has something to do with
boats…...
Mom, Hector has promised to get a copy
of this journal to you. I am scared,
really more frightened than I’ve ever
been in my life. How did this happen?
One moment I was a happy, carefree
teacher and the next I am a fugitive
from “justice.” But I trust Hector, and
if anyone can pull this off, he can.
Right now that is the only hope I have,
for I am leaving everything behind – my
apartment, my job, my car and my
family. Please don’t worry, I’ll
survive. And know that I love you and I
am proud of you. Mom, I also want to
say I am sorry for having called you a
nut. You were right all along! Please
let us be reunited soon. Love, Lucy
Not Really The End
(Why was Sean Penn executed? What
caused the chaos that enabled Carlos to
escape? Is Lucy able to elude Homeland
Alert and catch the boat to freedom? Do
she and Hector reach Carlos
before “they” find him? What happens to
Sally, Lucy’s mother? Is she arrested
as an accomplice? Does Phil ever get
out of Iran? And Jen, does she risk her
posh life-style to help her former best
friend? Is Toni Blair really an Irani
agent? Come back to Iwantchange.org if
you want to find out.)
Afterward: Although most of the events
described in this story are fictitious,
many are true. For example, it has been
estimated that security cameras film us
on the average of 400 times a day.
Selling naming rights to parks,
stadiums, schools and freeways have
become more and more common and many
towns, cities and school districts are
passing resolutions that would greatly
increase the practice. As for Walton
Charter Schools, John Walton (of Wal-
Mart infamy) and his siblings are among
the top ten richest people in the
world. They have invested heavily in
privatization of public education (see
our story on Charter
Schools) and in the
promotion of legislation that
undermines unions, workers rights and
the rights of minorities. Walton sits
on the board of the California Charter
Schools Association, which is one of
the sponsoring organizations of the
school where I work. This same school
now hires subs from subcontractors who
get paid $30 an hour for their service,
but pay only $11.00 an hour to
credential teachers. Secretary of
Education, Rod Paige, did call
teacher’s unions “terrorists
organizations.” Several bills are now
before congress about reinstating the
draft. And top banks are actually
proposing that customers “get chipped.”
Annie’s death at 36 is also becoming
increasingly common as cancer rates
soar – about 70% of which are caused by
environmental factors. Finally, large
prisons are being built for
detaining “terrorists.” Recently The
Department of Homeland Security
completed a $115 million dollar
facility in Tacoma, Washington. Of
course, Bend Over and Kiss Your Ass
Goodbye is pure fiction, but
considering the utterly insane reality
shows currently being broadcast on TV,
it may not be fiction for long. Lolly
