Oi! Working Class/Broken Ass Pride! Oi!

This rant DOES NOT, let me repeat, DOES NOT pertain to or is directed in any way towards the hardworking knuckle busters, grease monkeys, construction workers, pencil pushers, burger flippers, sales associates, etc. etc., you get my point. But it DOES pertain to and IS directed to those lazy ass motherfuckers that brag and boast, "Oi! Oi! Oi! It's all about the working class!" or they're singin' the working class blues when they don't even got a feck'n job. Other than eating, sleeping, shitting, and more than likely, screwing, they're sitting at home all day long, watching television, playing video games, getting drunk, or whatever it is they do all day. Don't get me wrong, I know there are folks out there that have legitimate reasons for not being out in the workforce and staying home, be it they're students (bettering themselves for the future so that they don't gotta flip burgers), stay home mama's/papa's (probably one of the most important jobs in the world that doesn't get the recognition it deserves), self-employment (who can work out of their own homes), disabilities, etc., but of course I'm not ranting about them. At least they have the right and their reasons to bitch, just like those out in the work force.
I don't know how many idiots I've seen and/or heard that blow hot air and talk out of their asses, "Oh, there's no work out there," or "I'm not busting my ass for shit pay!" Well, you need to wake up and open your eyes! If you don't get your lazy asses off the couch, put down the remote control or video game controller and outta the house to look for a job, then you need to quit your moanin' 'n groanin', bitchin' 'n cryin'. Even if you have to swallow your pride a little and get some shit job for shit pay, you gotta do what you gotta do. If anything (also if you don't got some crazy ass record), you can enlist in the military. And don't give me that bullshit about "Fuck that, I don't need anyone tellin' me what to do!" Boot camp's a head game when it comes to that yelling crap, and if you're a sucker, then you'll fall for the stupid bullshit. It's a regular job with a uniform. The military isn't a bad thing, your housing, food, medical/dental, uniforms, etc. are paid for, the only thing you really gotta pay for is your own personal stuff. You also get the GI Bill to help pay for school later on down the line. I know it sounds like I'm promoting the military, but I can't help it, I'm biased, and it's only done me good, it's also done good for other people I know that have been there and done that.
  If all you got is a HS diploma, no desire, or job skills, you can't expect a fat paycheck from a fat job. Some folks do get lucky, but more likely than not, you're gonna have to shed some blood, sweat, and maybe even some tears to get what you want, even earn the right to bitch and complain. There's basically only one way to go, and if you can't figure out which way that is, then you will have some problems.
  There's some folks out there, strong mind and/or body, but no will. Hell, there's folks out there with degrees or certificates. It's lame and there's no excuse, especially if you got offspring, custody or not. Sooner or later, mummy and daddy, or good friends or acquaintances (that's if they haven't told you to fuck off yet and still let you call them friends), will get tired of housing you, feeding you, and paying your bills. They'll get tired of your 101 excuses for everything and anything. I give more props to the day laborers who get up before dawn hoping they get the chance at a job or the little old lady sitting at the freeway on/off ramp trying to sell a bag of oranges to get some cash to support her family. There's even the feckn' transients that pick cans and bottles out of the trash to get some money. If you want to get to the low of the low, you got crack heads who'll suck dick for $5.00, but they're not a good example. Some of these people might not be here legally (that's a whole other can o' worms), but damnit!, they're out there trying and doing what they gotta do.
  For those that aren't sleeved up or don't have too many tats to show off to the world yet, I guess you can say this is directed more towards the younger brothers and sisters, think more than twice about getting that next tattoo you HAVE to have, or you NEED so badly. Unless you don't mind wearing long sleeves all day or are lucky enough to find a job that doesn't care about them, by all means, sleeve away. There's some people out there dumb enough or don't care enough about getting tats everywhere possible, not thinking, that hey, this might affect what I do in the future or what band wagon am I gonna jump on in the next couple 'o months? I'm so glad I didn't get those tattoos I thought I needed so badly or had to have 10-11 yrs ago.
Anyway, here's a story or an example for the lazy asses who come up with the 101 excuses. Someone I know, I'm quite sure we all have them, a friend or numerous friends that have had a bump in or two with Johnny Law before, how ever petty or major. Anyway, this friend of mine has had major run ins with "Johnny", so he's got a record. Luckily, after some time on "vacation", he had a friend that was there to help him out with a roof, food, and transportation (whenever possible). I know not everyone's that lucky. Anyway, this friend started looking for work two weeks after he was off his "vacation". He looked in the paper, the Internet, and walked everywhere and anywhere possible looking for work.
    Job 1 sucked shit, basically slave labor. It only lasted 2 days, but that was by choice. It included 2 out of 3, blood and sweat, but no tears. Basically he busted his ass with a landscaping company for 10-12 hours each day, putting holes in solid rock where it really didn't belong. This was one of those types of jobs that would have turned a man old and broken by the age of 30. The slave driving company didn't even bother to provide water, so the guys had to throw in their $.25. This isn't a sob story, so don't start talking shit.
    Job 2, service/sales. This one lasted for 2-3 months, basically until job 3 came around (but I'll get to that later). This was about a hour away by freeway, so when a ride was available, it was greatly appreciated. But when there wasn't that convenience, the only other choices were public transportation or his own two feet, and since it was a bit a ways, walking wouldn't have been the obvious choice. If any of you have had to utilize public transportation, you know it isn't all that convenient all the time. So..... since public transportation has a schedule, what did he have to do? Work around their schedule of course. He was on time for work every day he had to be there, mainly because he was at work 2-4 hours earlier than scheduled due to public mass transit. Being extremely early, working fucked off split shifts, and trying to get home before the trains and busses stopped, he DID what he HAD to do.
   Job 3, the current job, maintenance/service. This one came around from the paper and also heard about it through a friend. He was very, very lucky to get this job due to having a "background", he's now making over 30Gs a year with full benefits, legally at that. To this day, he still puts in at least 10 hours a day because he HAS to. The way he sees it, he NEEDS this job. Chances are, he won't be lucky again to find a job that pays as much with his background if something were to happen to his job now. No job=No food, No house, no fun, etc. etc.
So when the lazy asses are out singin' the working class blues and ain't even working, just tell 'em to shut their yaps or find something else to cry about. They have no rhyme nor reason to be blowing hot air or to talk out their asses, they have no one to blame but themselves. Sometimes life's hard, but we all know it, you get laid off, fired, or whatever reason, but you still gotta deal with it. I know there's some people saying right now, I've put my time in, I've sweated and spilt some blood, but you can only sing that tune for so long, the song get's old, and there's a new one hit wonder. Life's not fair, wahhhhh!!!!!!! Let those who have the right to bitch and complain, appreciate or hate, what they have, because they've earned it. It's not handed out, it's earned! Some folks are just luckier than others, or some work harder than others. Whatever it may be, the bragging rights belong to those that actually DO work!




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