His friends are On Strike, but he appears to be on coffee break. Dispatch #2 from the front, where our man on the scene assures me he's not slacking:
Nah, they just brought me a donut. Used to be the union would ply workers with liquor to keep 'em walking the line. Now it's carbos.I'd mentioned I was having trouble with my latest column and he made a snide remark, followed immediately by:
I'm violating the strike by giving you that idea.Probably these two posts violate the strike then, too. (Sorry, Fella.) Even my casual conversations undermine the grip of the unions. That's how conservative I am, friends.
Update: Geoffery Chaucer Hath A Blog, as our friend Rueful Red reminds me. And he's thinking about being a Holy-Wood Scabbe (scroll to Nov. 12).
