Once again, we find ourselves betwixt and between the workweek’s insistent grasp, it’s hold waning as the end comes into view.
The microcosms of our individual lives are, much like the ill-fated macrocosm, embroiled in a bitter power-struggle. But, dear reader, the tides are shifting… Pay day is nigh.
For as history has shown, the disenfranchised will rise to create their very own franchises. The marginalized will start their very own margarine companies. And we, the people, shall endure.
Or… maybe civilization will collapse beneath our feet because we failed to realistically acknowledge the problems of modern society… Either way, it’s Wednesday!