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The strike is starting! Everyone likes sunsets. The strike is starting! Turn your radios up. The strike is starting! Shut up, you belligerent fool, no one striking nothing but we all meeting in the streets, we trying to be on the radio, and we̶̶ ̶ The strike is starting! A cold silence follows. Now the solitary voice understands it’s past time—he shuts the fuck up. The stri—ate white man is stepping to the podium. And we on the radio! [Clear clear throat]—and gentlemen I am pleased to announce that there will be no formal uh now I thank you, you may go. To the left, to the left, to the left hand-over-your-wallet’s  time to get building, up up and away, signs up, WE WON’T GO! signs ̶  upper level here! Get your tickets, half price! You got floor seats? I need to get close enough to—Shoot! that’s what binoculars are for, just look up at the Teevee, aim the remote and zigga-zigga-zigga-zigga, there it is again, and again, and again if you’d like, or, zuuud-zuuud-zuuud and we just skipped a fucking year, and here we are still living the dream, speech…one day…Strike! Flame, throw in the paper, burn, throw it in the pile of broken promises written by kids with degrees in speech writing, they’ll get opportunities in delegation later, these words sound familiar you you you, this this this, and while you’re all busy, I’m just gonna step right back into my own little…WHAM!!! You just lost your health insurance. WHAM! Right in your U- tur, us ah! We demand a recount! Don’t you understand you are wasting...